Chapter 1502 Confused Turtle Spirit

Vientiane domain, the top of the black clouds, and the magic smoke is rolling.

The two monks, about ten feet apart, are facing each other.

One person, about fifteen or sixteen years old, is a little monk, young and handsome, but reveals a calm temperament; the other one is middle-aged, elegant, gentle, like a spring breeze, but his narrow and long eyes like a blade make him look a little gloomy.

"You didn't expect that I would hide here!" A middle-aged man should speak first, with a touch of arrogance on his face.

"You didn't expect that I would come here!" The little monk replied in time, and his tone showed full self-confidence.

"I really didn't expect it? However, I have already transformed into the body of the yin spirit. This is my territory, which is the most suitable battlefield for me to play. And you, because you participated in the battle for the throne, have been directly suppressed to the initial level of the golden fairy. It can be said that at this moment, it is the best time for me to meet you!

If I solve you, I don't have to hide like this anymore. I can swagger out and enjoy the world!" The middle-aged monk replied, and at the same time, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Is it? Then why don't you do it? Are you afraid that there are some hands and feet planted by me? The little monk said again.

"Well, bird throat, you don't have to point me like this. If you really had such a ability, you must have used it long ago!" The middle-aged monk snorted coldly when he said.

"No need, because I want to control you at any time. Now, it's just a chance for you to think about how to explain it to me. If the explanation is good and I can't say it, I can still let you go. After all, you are my distracting, and it is also my loss to be erased like this!"

"Is it? Do you really think so?" Hearing this, it seemed that the middle-aged monk looked a little moved, and his face was no longer so arrogant. However, he was still a little arrogant. It seemed that he could not fully believe it.

"Of course, you are also a part of me after all. You and I are the real me. If possible, I will not completely erase you!" There was a smile on the little monk's face. Although it was not gentle, there was no such opposition.

"The seal is blocked!" Master Mingde saw the situation of the bird's throat through the clouds and smoke in the lake ahead, that is, the time transmission channel.

"I saw it. It was a confusing tortoise. It seems that there is a big secret hidden in Haiyin, so the psychological pressure has always been great, and there is no way to solve it. In that time, another monk dressed up by a layman responded to the Tao.

"It should be like this. What this confused turtle is best at digging is the deepest and strongest imprint of a person's heart, and then as the core of the construction of the fantasy world.

However, his level of illusion is not so smart, so it should be difficult to seal the sea! I just don't know how long he will be trapped here.

Near him, there is an emperor of the imperial court. If he is found, he is really in danger!" Master Mingde opened his mouth and replied. After saying that, he paused for a moment and sighed, "I have a nephew, which is not far from here. Unfortunately, I can't inform him. Otherwise, I can ask him to help!"

"The sea seal has such a foundation, but it has such a weakness. It should not be difficult to control him. I feel more and more that our plan is implementable! I really can't bear to let Haiyin die here! However, there is nothing we can do. If he is really dead, this is fate! Our plan can only be cancelled. If he is not dead, then I think our plan can be further improved.

"Well, I agree with you," Master Mingde replied in time.

"The bewildered turtle spirit is approaching!"

"It's time to take action!"

"Boom"

A blazing white fire suddenly broke out, and the fire wolf surged and swept hundreds of feet.

The little monk stood still calmly, but in his right hand, there was a golden bead the size of a fist, spinning.

Opposite him, the middle-aged monk is no longer there, but there is a giant turtle that has always been dozens of feet in size. On the back of the giant turtle, the huā pattern is very different from that of the ordinary turtle. It fell into slender lines and intertwined with each other, forming eyes, like vortex after another. Looking at it, it seemed that even the soul was going to be sucked away.

"Unfortunately, the strength has been suppressed too much, otherwise, this blow will be enough to kill you!" The little monk said with a smile.

"You, how can you see through my hiding? You can't break the illusion that has evolved according to the most turbulent emotions in your heart. In the eyes of the confused turtle, there is a great puzzlement.

"This, I don't need to explain to you as a beast. For me, your only role is to dedicate a yin bead to me!" The little monk spoke again, but at this time, the voice was full of coldness.

While speaking, his right hand was raised, and the golden beads in his hand came out of his hand and turned into a firelight, faster than lightning, and bombarded at the confused tortoise.

"You have tried it just now, and you still try it. Even if you blow yourself up, it's useless to me!" The confused tortoise saw this, but it was not very flustered. When his body shook, his head and limbs retracted back into the tortoise's shell and was ready to resist.

"Is it? I don't think so!" A strange smile appeared on the little monk's face and replied faintly.

Between words, another huge explosion exploded, and the firelight spread in all directions. However, this time, the difference was that a little white light was integrated into the [body] of the giant turtle. When it was time, a shrill "ah" and a sad roar sounded.

With the sad roar, the confused limbs and heads of the tortoise couldn't help coming out again. It didn't matter if it came out. At that time, it was burned by the golden flame. The screams were exhausting.

In almost a moment, the bewildered tortoise spirit was burned up, leaving only a black bead the size of a pigeon egg, which was ingested into the hands of the little monk.

"Yes, the quality of this yin god bead is very good. It seems that this beevous tortoise spirit should also have some adventures. Otherwise, it will not reach such a grade. I'll keep this one at home!"