The old turtle has two major hates in this life: the first hatred is the ancestral dragon's body turning into a green dragon holy beast, and the second hatred is the taboo title of "Wang Ba". At that time, the three congenital tribes crisscrossed the desolate land, and all those who shouted the old turtle "Wang Ba" had been annihilated in the long history of the desolation.

Hearing this title again, the old turtle's face instantly turned black as charcoal, and the blood in his eyes suddenly flourished, and he roared to Di Jun in a low voice: "Beast, so daring!"

"Boom!"

An incomparably huge turtle shell rushed up from the back of the old turtle, and the intricate patterns were covered with turtle shells, and endless killing machines were like a tumbling spring.

"Oh?" Taiyi looked up at the sky and said sarcastically, "Wang Bake, old Bangzi, you even threw out the guy who saved his life." What other face is there to fight against me here?"

The old turtle's face is like water, and the Dragon King of the Four Seas, who is familiar with the temperament of the old turtle, is silent when he sees the expression of the old turtle at the moment.

"Bullshit, shut up on this seat!" the old turtle roared violently, and the huge turtle shell in the void smashed down.

Taiyi hurriedly controlled the Chaos Clock in his mind, but after all, the gap in strength was there. It's like a three- or four-year-old child fighting a grown man with a machete in his hand. The results speak for themselves.

"Bang dang!"

The turtle shell was infused with the old turtle's hateful blow, how could it be so easy to stop? I only heard a miserable scream, the quaint bell was smashed and flew out, and the extremely black turtle shell continued to smash at Taiyi unabated.

No matter how you say it, Taiyi is the Eastern Emperor of Heavenly Court, if Kunpeng, as a demon master, allows Taiyi to be seriously injured by the old turtle, wouldn't he leave a handle for the rest of the demons?

"Lao Bangzi, don't hurt my family!" I heard Kunpeng roar angrily, and the Demon Master Palace in his hand instantly became the size of a small mountain, and it smashed into the turtle shell fearlessly.

"Boom!"

I don't want to think about it, Taiyi's cultivation is two realms higher than him, and he was all blown away with one blow. You're a mere quasi-saint early stage cultivator, how dare you go head-to-head with this old turtle?

As a result, Kunpeng was completely tragic! The Demon Master Palace, which had just been repaired for less than 5,000 years, was once again torn apart by the impact of the turtle shell due to his own impulse.

Kunpeng, who had lost the spiritual treasure and suffered a heavy blow to his soul, was overwhelmed, and spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood from the sky, and fainted.

"Kunpeng Daoyou?" Taiyi saw that Kunpeng blocked a blow for himself, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was in a hurry. "Old Wangba, I will never die with you!"

"Bang!"

In a fit of rage, Taiyi turned into a golden crow prototype, took back the Chaos Bell that had just been flapped away, and slapped it wildly. The golden ripples visible to the naked eye of the Dao Dao, with Taiyi's beating, wandered rhythmically up and down, slowly diffusing into the air, and the black turtle shell that was still showing a downward trend.

"Hmph!" the old turtle smiled disdainfully, and his mountain-heavy momentum suddenly became ethereal. I saw that he pressed weakly with one hand, and the turtle shell hanging in the air was pressed towards Taiyi as quickly as thunder.

"When!when!when!"

The speed of Taiyi's knock in the chaos became more and more blocky, and the ripples escaped more and more, gradually wrapping the entire turtle shell into it, forming a giant golden egg. The pale golden brilliance radiated a strange brilliance under the sunlight.

"Carving insect skills!" the old turtle chuckled in a low voice, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and in the blink of an eye, a small and cute golden turtle appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Go!" the old ghost snorted, the golden turtle's eyes lit up, and he quickly swiped his limbs and headed straight for the golden egg in the void. The surrounding space is like a small lake blown by a breeze, and the waves are layered.

"Whoosh!"

A slight cracking sound sounded, and the little golden turtle actually broke a small hole in the Dao pattern that the Chaos Bell had prompted, and drilled into it. This was followed by a roar that resounded through the sky, and the golden egg burst with a bang!

The scattered golden Dao patterns seemed to be short of life. The moth rushed towards the turtle shell like a flame, trying to stop the guest's descent. But the effect is really obvious. The speed that was originally as fierce as thunder slowed down in an instant.

"Poof!"

The golden egg burst and was slammed into a slamming blow, and Taiyi spurted out a mouthful of blood as he staggered back the Chaos Clock that seemed to have become dim.

"Junior, take your demon sons and grandsons, get out of this seat!" The old turtle was furious, and the edge of the black turtle shell was glowing with a faint gold, like a millstone version spinning, crushing towards the demon clan.

"Ahh

"Run!"

"Devil!"

In an instant, the entire East China Sea became a purgatory on earth! Wherever the turtle shell ran over, the red blood overflowed, dyeing the waters of more than ten miles around. Countless demon clans died under the turtle shell, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

The rest of the demons looked at the blood-red turtle shell with great horror, and seemed to feel that every inch of their flesh and blood was shaking, and even their souls were trembling!

But I saw that the endless islands around me were all ruined and devastated.

The abyss, deep ditch, and sea cracked, bursting out of a large crack more than ten miles long, and all the sea water frantically poured into the crack, and the surrounding sea area for dozens of miles instantly became ruins, and nothing existed!

Taiyan looked at the death of countless demon clan subordinates, his eyes were split, and he roared madly: "Withdraw, quickly withdraw!" Old Bangzi, when I come back next time, I will definitely destroy your body, crush your soul in the depths of the Sun Star, and suffer from the scorching fire of the Sun Essence forever!"

After that, he led a group of remnants of the defeated army and fled to Heaven quickly.

A few days later, Heavenly Court.

"Qiyu Bixia, Donghuang Bixia is back!" The demon general guarding the Nantianmen knelt on one knee in the Lingxiao Hall with a solemn face and reported to Emperor Junbing.

"Oh, announce it!" Di Jun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said anxiously.

However, after the tea effort, Taiyi's face turned pale, and he staggered into the Lingxiao Palace.

"Huh?" Seeing Taiyi's vague footsteps, like a gossamer, Di Jun suddenly changed color, and said angrily: "Second brother, who injured you like this?"

"Ahem, big brother!" Taiyi coughed lightly, his face pale, "That dragon clan still has a sub-saint master!

"What!" Di Jun's eyes widened when he heard this, and his face was full of unwillingness: "How is it possible, how is it possible? This sub-saint-level power was very rare before the Dragon Han Tribulation, how could his dragon clan still have a sub-saint-level powerhouse!"

"Bixia, that's an old turtle, carrying a huge turtle shell all day long, and the Dragon King of the Four Seas calls the old turtle the turtle prime minister!" Kunpeng stood up a little weakly and said to Di Jun.

"Hmm, Prime Minister Turtle?" Bai Ze said softly.

"Daoist friends know?" Di Jun saw Bai Ze's face was suspicious, so he asked.

Bai Ze's face was solemn, and he said, "When the former minister went to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, he saw an old turtle. However, that old turtle is no more than the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal at best, how can it suddenly skyrocket to the cultivation of a sub-saint?"

"Not to mention the Yasheng, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas are all quasi-saint cultivators, and their mana has reached the realm of transformation, which is also amazing!"

"Miscalculated!" Bai Ze shook his head lightly and said, "In this way, this dragon clan is afraid that it is also a hard bone!

Emperor Jun helped Taiyi up, and then sat back on the throne, his brows tightly twisted into a Sichuan character. The index finger of his right hand kept tapping on the armrest, and he said worriedly: "How can this be good?

The Lingxiao Hall fell into a terrible silence, and it was almost audible that a pin had fallen!

I don't know how long it took, Jiu Ying stood up, knelt down on one knee and said: "Qi Qi Bixia, this matter is not without room for transfer......!

"Yes!"

Now that there is a bird, the rest of the demons naturally echo the voice. The so-called everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high, not to mention that Li Qingming is the most mysterious existence among the five emperors of the demon clan. Thinking about what Li Qingming did in Zixiao Palace back then, everyone's hearts trembled and trembled.

"That's right!" Di Jun slapped his thigh suddenly, and said excitedly: "In this way, I will personally go to invite! Presumably, there must be a Qingming Zi Daoist friend who will definitely be able to pacify the four seas and subdue the Dragon Clan!"

The demon clans glanced at each other, lifted their robes and knelt on one knee, and shouted in their mouths: "Bixia Shengming!"