This old turtle is constantly probing his brain, looking at this inexplicable "small world" and "small dimension". In fact, this can't be blamed on the old turtle, who would have thought that there was such a weird supernatural power in the world, and actually opened up a space in his sleeve, this is simply a cheat.

If the ordinary space is absolutely difficult to resist the old turtle, the magic power of this old turtle is not simple, especially the "Wang Bayi Collision", even the barrier of the small world will be easily shattered by this old turtle.

But looking at the chaos outside this small world, the old turtle definitely doesn't have the courage to knock this space open, even if his mana is great, no matter how hard the shell is, but when it comes to the chaos of insincerity, God knows what bad things will happen.

The old turtle quietly came to the barrier of this "small world" step by step, and gently tapped the world barrier with his paws, hey, it didn't set off a trace of fluctuations. Now the old turtle is depressed, how can he say that he is also a master of the hall, although it is not as good as the Dao Ancestor, but it is not even a little bit of a reaction.

The old turtle gently stretched out his head in the shell, looked around, and then turned into a human form, but this human form was not completely transformed, and there was a shell on his back, which may be a common problem for all turtles, Zhang Shiyang remembered that in his previous life, the turtle prime ministers of the Dragon Palace on TV generally wore shells.

In fact, this is Zhang Shiyang's mistake, the shell of this turtle clan is definitely something closely related to sea turtles, if there is no shell, the turtle clan has no defense, it is mermaid meat. And this shell also said that since they were born, the turtle clan has begun to know how to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth, while practicing qi transformation, while refining the shell behind them.

When the turtle clan has achieved cultivation, the shell will become the natal weapon of the turtle clan, but the lifespan of this turtle clan is extremely long, and the cultivation is extremely slow. As the saying goes, the world is balanced, and when God closes your door, it will open a window for you.

This turtle family has a long lifespan, as the saying goes, "the thousand-year-old king is an eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, and a hundred-year-old hedgehog is immortal." The lifespan of this turtle family is extremely against the sky, and even an ordinary turtle can live for thousands of years if there is no disaster.

However, although he has a long lifespan, his comprehension of the Heavenly Dao is not as good as that of ordinary creatures, and it can even be said that his comprehension of Heaven and Earth is very dull. Fortunately, the lifespan and the speed of Qi cultivation are balanced with each other, otherwise I would not want other races to mix.

The old turtle said to himself at this time: "It seems that the mana was not enough just now, so why don't I try it with Dao Zun's mana again." As he spoke, the old turtle turned into a prototype again, and a turtle grabbed and pressed towards the barrier of the world.

However, the old turtle obviously underestimated the firmness of the Qiankun technique in Zhang Shiyang's sleeve, and the mana of this Venerable Realm still did not shake the barrier of this "small world". The old turtle slowly retracted and grabbed it: "No, is my old turtle going to be trapped in this broken place for the rest of my life."

The old turtle muttered nervously: "This time I use the mana of the Dao Master, I don't believe that I can't help the barrier of this "small world".

The old turtle was panicked at this time, this time it was not a question of breaking the world barrier and being eroded by chaos, but a question of whether it would be locked up by this strange space for the rest of his life. If you can break through the space, you will still have a choice after all, and if you can't do it, you will risk your life through the chaos and return to the world of origin.

But this is just an optimistic situation, if you can't break the barrier of this world, then you will be miserable, and slowly waiting for death in this dead and empty space is definitely the most painful thing in the world. The old turtle gathers the mana of the whole body into one finger, and it is the most labor-saving to break the face with a point.

But the old turtle was sad, and saw a strong rebound force instantly return along the original path, followed by an earth-shattering howl, which was simply miserable, and those who heard it were terrified.

I saw that the old turtle's left palm was blurred with flesh and blood, and I couldn't see a complete appearance at all. After the grief, the old turtle began to scold: "What the hell is this place, you turtle grandfather is actually locked up, you turtle king bastard, you turtle son, you turtle uncle."

Scolding and scolding the old turtle, he felt that something was wrong: "Isn't Lao Tzu a turtle, this is scolding himself." Zhang Shiyang looked at the old turtle tossing and turning below and felt speechless, and the dark clouds in the sky surged between thoughts, and lightning began to accumulate, shuttling and dancing in the sky non-stop.

The old turtle looked at the vision in the sky, and immediately stopped scolding, looking at the dark clouds that were constantly hovering above his head, and the bursts of continuous fluctuations and stronger and stronger coercion suddenly felt bad. Covering his mouth, the old turtle limped away in the distance without caring about the wound.

But this is the world in Zhang Shiyang's sleeve, just such a palm-sized place, this old turtle can hide, where can it run and run. The dark cloud followed the old turtle's ass slowly, and sometimes if the old turtle slowed down slightly, he saw a brown thunderbolt split down instantly, and the old turtle had no way to hide, so he could only resist with his shell.

The shell of this old turtle is also a treasure, and it can actually withstand this thunder, but this thunder is not a direct matter, don't forget, this thunder and lightning are conductive, although the old turtle was not cleaved, but it was still grunted by the electric current, and a burst of scorched smell came from the old turtle's body, filling the entire space.

After running for a while, this old turtle was chopped a lot, the skin was burnt, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, it was definitely a first-class roasted turtle. This old guy found out that as long as his speed slows down slightly, the thunder will definitely split down in an instant, which is forcing him to run.

The old turtle was angry, stopped suddenly, and then looked at the dark clouds in the sky: "Damn, are you playing Lao Tzu?, Lao Tzu is not running, you come to split." After saying that, the old turtle's neck shrank, and he motionless let the thunder continue to chop.

However, the old turtle obviously overestimated his patience, and soon, under the torture of thunder, the old king stuck his head out again, and then started a new gallop.

"It's too much to bully the turtle, it's just too much to bully the turtle, this thunder and lightning is endless" "Hiss~~~" "It hurts" "Don't split". This old turtle is about to cry, he has practiced for countless years, when has he been abused like this, this is bullying, so that every day should not be called the earth and the earth.

However, after saying this, the old turtle instantly felt the changes in this heaven and earth, and saw that the thunder and lightning in this sky were instantly restrained, and there was no trace of electric light leaking. The old turtle tentatively stopped, but fortunately, this time there was no thunder and lightning to rip down.

"Is this a chopping fatigue?" muttered the old turtle himself. This thunder and lightning is not an ordinary thunderbolt, but one of the most original thunderbolts in Zhang Shiyang's small world, but Zhang Shiyang's sleeve is not big enough, so the power of this thunder and lightning cannot be exerted. You know, where can the power of thunder and lightning be weak in a space or the origin of the world?

Looking at the old turtle that was not moving below, Zhang Shiyang smiled sinisterly: "It's almost cleaned up, let this old Wang Ba take advantage of the fire to rob, and let this old Wang Ba hit himself with his shell."

In the surprised gaze of the old turtle, I saw a speechless change in the sky, and then the dark clouds in the sky compressed, compressed, compressed, and a man in a green shirt appeared in the sky.

A series of greetings flashed through the old turtle's mind: "Is this the master of the space?" "The spirit of the space", "The consciousness of the space" or ,,,"The unlucky guy who is locked up in this space like himself".

As Zhang Shiyang slowly turned around, the old turtle was startled, and then exclaimed: "It's you, why are you here." But as soon as he said this, the old turtle slapped himself, which doesn't mean that he was brought in by this guy.

Okay, the old turtle was quite puzzled before, he was fighting, but he suddenly came to such a ghost place, but the moment he saw Zhang Shiyang appear, the old turtle understood everything.