On the wheelchair three steps away, Su Wenlie looked at his feet with horror, and with a thud, it turned into blue smoke and disappeared. This was not the final result. His feet were gone, then his legs, then his butt and waist, just moving up one after another.

When the last time there was a head left, Su Wenlie's face was already twisted, and he didn't feel any pain in his whole body. Why was his body gone? Not only him, but the dozen people around him were all the same, with their heads hanging and their bodies gone. There was no sound at all, just bursts of blue smoke and sections of body gone.

Su Wenlie wanted to shout and prove that he was still alive, but unfortunately he didn't even shout at all. The same was true for more than a dozen subordinates. They couldn't even shout out loud. Then they heard the constant puffs in their ears, like a pile of fish bladders bursting. At the end of the moment, they couldn't see it because their heads also exploded and turned into blue smoke.

Lu Xiaoyi was almost TMD scared. What happened? He had never seen such a terrible thing before. It was a trivial matter that his left arm turned into a stone, but he couldn't feel the weight and could not move at all. When the dozen heads in front of him were staring at him with despair and fear, Lu Xiaoyi's legs became weak. He couldn't stand at all and sat on the ground with a thump. Looking at the people around him, there was only a corpse left, and it was Liu Zhao who committed suicide before.

I could see the surrounding area, about five meters in a radius, and there was not a single living person. There were only piles of clothes and various scattered equipment, which proved that someone was standing there just now.

But why are there constant sounds of puffing and puffing? Lu Xiaoyi's ears are very easy to use, but he can hear them very clearly. Could it be that these puffing and puffing sounds are not caused by the death of a person?

As he struggled to get up, Lu Xiaoyi looked around, hoping to find even a living thing. Unfortunately, he was disappointed, and there was no living thing. Even a mouse or a cockroach, he could not see it.

A bird flew from the tree beside him. The moment he flapped his wings, it exploded with a puff. It turned into blue smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Lu Xiaoyi felt that she was going crazy, and everything that was happening in front of her was simply incomprehensible.

"Stop looking, no one can survive within a radius of five meters. Cockroaches, ants, earthworms, all you see and you can't see are dead." Someone spoke behind Lu Xiaoyi. After turning around, he sat on the ground again.

"Oh, there are spiritual veins, this is great!" A black shadow pounced on the root of the big tree. Lu Xiaoyi saw it clearly this time. It was a fist-sized thing, why did it look like a little turtle? Strange thing, why did it fly? How could the turtle fly?

Resisting the feeling of being scared to pee, Lu Xiaoyi climbed up, his legs and feet were still soft, and his hands were only able to move. The petrified hand unexpectedly could not feel any weight, as if it was not his own hand, and it had nothing to do with him.

As soon as he stood up, his legs and feet became weak, Lu Xiaoyi fell down again. Fortunately, one of his hands supported him and could look over on his knees.

This time Lu Xiaoyi saw it clearly. He was not a turtle, but a little man with a turtle shell. This guy was lying on the edge of the tree root, looking intoxicated, and sucking hard with his nose.

Lu Xiaoyi slowly approached, and there was a steel knife in his hand that he didn't know where to grab it. The little turtle man seemed to be unprepared and lay on the root of the tree to suck hard. Lu Xiaoyi smiled grinning and raised the knife, preparing to chop off the guy who almost scared him. Yes, Lu Xiaoyi thought that all the consequences were caused by the turtle man.

Just as the knife was about to fall, Lu Xiaoyi's hand softened and with a clang, the knife fell to the ground. He was frightened again. The turtle man actually made a round. From the initial size of a fist to the size of a rice bowl, and it was constantly getting bigger and bigger, growing round by circle. At the same time, a rushing sound came from his head, and he subconsciously looked up.

The fallen leaves are like rain, and the big tree that was still vibrant just now is withering rapidly. A gust of wind blows, and the fallen leaves are falling.

Lu Xiaoyi has not been frightened this time in his life. The turtle man lying on the root of the tree turned back and looked at him with contempt, and continued to suck hard with his eyes. The leaves fell to the ground, and the trunks turned into dead branches. Lu Xiaoyi sat on the ground like a fool, with chaos in his mind and falling leaves around him.

The turtle man had grown to a childlike height. He carried the turtle shell on his back and looked at Lu Xiaoyi, smacking his lips: "Have you seen enough, don't sit stupidly, get up?"

As he spoke, the turtle man held a small banner with a line of words on it. Holding the universe in his hand determines life and death!

With the experience of the last time, Lu Xiaoyi didn't dare to recite such words like poems anymore. He looked at the turtle man blankly. The guy walked up to him and waved his hand a few times: "I'm scared? I said, where are the people who raised you? Didn't tell you anything?"

Lu Xiaoyi shook her head vigorously: "When I was six years old, my nanny died."

The turtle man looked helpless: "It's so unlucky, I'll start from scratch with you. Okay, listen to it yourself. What about me, my name is Xuanling. He lives with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the spiritual consciousness of the ancient divine beasts left on the Giant Spirit Continent is condensed. What do you want to know, ask."

I want to know what you can ask? Lu Xiaoyi really wants to ask this question. Think about the guy in front of me who turns against me and can't beat me? Maybe it's like those people, and it turns into Qingyan?

Looking at Lu Xiaoyi's dull expression, the turtle man Xuanling looked speechless and sighed: "Why are you a stupid bird? Okay, okay, let me tell you slowly. This matter has been a long story. The Three Thousand Worlds were created by the Mother God. There are four divine beasts under the Mother God's seat, responsible for managing the four directions of the Three Thousand Worlds. I am the mark left by the Xuanwu Divine Beast on the Giant Spirit Continent, and I have been sleeping in the Soul-Hidden Bead for many years. It was not until you practiced the second level of the Big Tortoise shell technique that I was awakened."

"The Great Master Xuanwu back then..." Lu Xiaoyi understood something, that is, in ancient times, there was a very awesome god named Xuanwu, and then he left behind a wisp of bloodline and a wisp of spiritual consciousness. The wisp of spiritual consciousness is the guy in front of him who was wearing a turtle shell. He called himself Xuanling. The bloodline is Lu Xiaoyi. Why is Lu Xiaoyi? Xuanling didn't explain this question clearly. It roughly means the spirit gathering continent, the immortal world, the cultivation world, and the human world. What about three levels? There was a group of people who claimed to be the gods, who were the races founded by the heirs of Xuanwu's bloodline.

This god clan relies on a game called the Big Totorosh Art, yes, it is a game. The game created by the Mother God gave the four great beasts a rest when they were bored. As a result, the Xuanwu God left the Spirit Gathering Continent and returned to the Mother God, throwing the game to the heirs of the bloodline.

"Wait a minute!" Lu Xiaoyi reached out to interrupt Xuan Ling's words. He seemed to understand something, so he had to make sure first. "Well, you can't care about me, right? You can't do anything to me, right?" Asked carefully, Lu Xiaoyi stared at Xuan Ling with a bad face. This guy hadn't reacted yet, and said honestly: "That's right, can you think I'm a book, a book that can speak?" Xuan Ling, the turtle man, walked around with his hands behind his back.

Bang! Lu Xiaoyi slapped him and flew directly to Xuanling. After rolling on the ground for several rounds, Xuanling, whose neck was huddled in the turtle shell, roared angrily: "Why hit me? Don't think you are the heir of blood, you can do whatever you want to me!"

Lu Xiaoyi didn't even want to go to this guy. He just stepped on him and stomped his feet on the turtle shell: "I scared you, scared you, I almost scared you, do you know? I have never been so ugly when I grew up so old."

This time, Xuan Ling became honest and hugged in the turtle shell. Lu Xiaoyi was still scolding: "Xuan Ling, I think you are just a turtle man, and you are so embarrassed to give yourself such a nice name. Turtle Ling, you will call this name in the future."

A head stretched out from the turtle shell to protest: "No, I don't want to call this name. Lord Divine Beast calls me that, and you call me that too. I have the right to decide my name! I protest! I protest!"

"The protest is invalid, you are called Gui Ling!" Lu Xiaoyi was happy when he heard this. He felt that the name this guy gave him was Xuan Ling, and his original name was called out by him.

"The turtle spirit is just the turtle spirit. Can you take your feet away? You don't like talking to people like this." The turtle spirit's beard shook angrily, looking desperate. Lu Xiaoyi took her feet away. This guy turned over first, then sat up, staring at Lu Xiaoyi without saying anything.

Lu Xiaoyi was happy or not, and continued to ask: "Tell me, what's going on with the Big Totorosh Art?"

Turtle spirit's little eyes were circling and his beard was fighting. At first glance, he didn't think about anything. Lu Xiaoyi stretched out his hand and grabbed his beard: "Stop thinking about it, hurry up and explain it clearly."

"Let go, let go, or I will turn my back." Gui Ling was anxious and wanted to retract her shell but was afraid of pain.

"If you turn your back, you will turn your back. I will stew you first." Lu Xiaoyike's life in his heart was not destroyed, and he still hated this guy. When he first came out, he didn't explain clearly what was going on, but instead sucked some spiritual energy. The fallen leaves all over the floor were so scary.

"Okay, okay, I said it's not okay?" Gui Ling's tone softened, and Lu Xiaoyi let go.

"The Big Turtle Shell Technique is divided into five levels. Each level has a formula. What I showed you just now is the formula of the second level. Speaking of this level,..." This time, the Turtle Spirit explained the matter bit by bit.
Chapter completed!