Chapter 194 My name is Xuanqing

The little turtle did not go far. It just stroked leisurely, like playing in the water, and was soon found by those players.

"Damn bastard, I'm going to make you into bastard soup today." The leading player was particularly jealous when he saw the little turtle, which can be said to be the enemy. As soon as he came up, he rushed over with a huge axe.

"You are a bastard, and your whole family is a bastard." The little black turtle cursed in a childish voice, and the two front paws stroked at the same time, as if drawing a garden. A water column was suddenly stimulated and bombarded head-on. I didn't expect the little turtle to issue spells so quickly. The player was bombarded by the water column and fell back with a scream. He slid back dozens of feet in a row before stopping. His chest was bloody and blood were blurred and almost bombarded.

"Let's go together and kill it to stew." Almost killed by one shot, the player was also ferocious in his heart. He waved the axe, greeted the player who followed him at the same time, danced the axe and rushed to the little turtle.

"Sure enough." Seeing the little turtle, Chang Heng was relieved. Wanting to help, he thought for a moment, stopped and still hid aside to see what the strength of the little turtle was.

"You little bastard, your whole family is a little bastard. Be a bastard." Xiao Xuangui hated others saying that it was a bastard. When he saw seven or eight players of the other party rushing up together, he cursed, and his two claws did not stop, emitting five or six spells in one breath. Some of these spells form water column water arrows, some form vortices one by one, and some are mines. At least 17 or 18 mines explode around those players at the same time, and two weak points are directly sprayed out with blood.

"What a fast casting speed, everyone be careful, this kind of water attribute monster has a bonus in fighting strength in water. Release your own defense weapon and don't be attacked by it. Be careful not to attack its tortoise shell. It's useless. That thing is very strong. Beat its head and claws and waste it. The leading player commands the way.

"Damn it, our strength has been suppressed." Two Zhu Rong's players shouted, and the players next to them curled their lips at the same time. You Zhurong's players run into the water to fight. Isn't this looking for death?

The little turtle also found the two Zhu Rong's players. Their small eyes were hard to take other people's attacks with tortoise shells, and several spells hit the two at the same time.

"Stay away, get away, its target is you." The leading player shouted. The two Zhu Rong players also wanted to avoid, but their strength was suppressed by at least 30%. They did not have the usual flexible action ability at all. They could only barely get out of half of their bodies. Half of their bodies that they did not avoid were hit by the magic of the little turtle and suddenly condensed a layer of ice.

"Pull it out, pull it out." Someone suggested. Two players came forward as bait, and the other players slowly floated to the surface.

"I scolded that I still want to leave?" After the little turtle was a pet, he didn't expect the cunning of human beings. After easily seriously injuring two players as bait, he fluttered four short legs and floated up to the surface of the water and swayed to the sky.

"Haha, it's coming up."

"A monster is a monster. Hang it up and make soup."

Several players circled in the middle, especially the two Zhu Rong players, who were beaten to the face by the little turtle underwater, and now it's finally time to revenge.

"Burn the river and boil the sea, burn it for me." One of Zhu Rong's players took out a fist-sized stone, which had countless holes, all red, and a hot breath emanated from those holes. At this time, under the player's beat, those holes appeared a white flame the size of a finger at the same time. As soon as the flame appeared, it rose in the wind and finally turned into a fire all over the sky, wrapping the little turtle in it.

"Good thing, what a good thing." Other players praised it.

"Hahaha, burn him to death and make soup." The leading player hated looking at the little turtle struggling in the fire. Several of his brothers were pitted by the little turtle to feed the overlord crocodiles, and it was difficult to solve their hatred without killing it.

Knowing that the situation was not good, Ang Ang shouted a few times, and a layer of black water appeared, protecting his whole body, and the little turtle went straight to the surface of the water.

"Stop it and don't let it go." Zhu Rong's player with a fiery red stone shouted.

"Don't worry, you can't get rid of it." Several players have already waited below, and several spells are sent out at the same time, hitting the tortoise shell. Although it can't hurt the little turtle, it is easy to bombard it back into the flames.

"Burt it, burn it." Another Zhu Rong's player shouted and was very relieved to see the little turtle being burned.

"There are too many of them, and there are special magic weapons to restrain it, which is not good." As soon as Chang Heng's body moved, he was about to take action.

At this moment, a green light came from a distance, just gently wrapped around and separated the flame, and the little turtle took the opportunity to escape.

"Who dares to ruin my good deeds?" These players were furious and sacrificed their weapons to the death.

"The temples, the romantic sword god." A figure in white stepped on the blue waves, and the green light circled in the air and flew to the top of the man's head and couldn't help circling.

"The romantic sword god, we have no contradiction with your temples, right?" Knowing the identity of the other party, these players retreated a little, but they felt that they could not afford to lose their face and shouted bravely.

"I owe you a favor, and I can help you once in the future." The romantic sword god said expressionlessly and never paid attention to them again. He just looked at the little turtle and whispered, "Little guy, how about following me?"

As a long time after following Chang Heng, the little turtle knows the hatred between Chang Heng and the temples. Seeing the romantic sword god show kindness to it, he smiled shyly and swayed to the romantic sword god.

"What's the matter, this little guy wants to defect to the enemy?" Chang Heng was angry. This little bastard was too unresolute. He just said a word and actually leaned over it. Anyway, he had to get some benefits first.

"Okay, come here, I will give you a lot of elixir fruits to make you grow quickly." The romantic sword god couldn't restrain his joy and stretched out his hands to the little turtle.

"Haha, the second brother is going to get a good pet." In the distance, the kings of the gods stood quietly and silently, and the Thunderbolt God laughed.

The king of the gods smiled and nodded, not to mention the combat effectiveness of the little turtle, but to see that it has two horns. It must be talented. It will be a powerful help to ** in the future.

"Remember, my name is Xuanqing." Flying in front of the romantic sword god, the little turtle said milkyly.

"Xuanqing? What a name...ah!" Before the romantic sword god said the last word, he suddenly saw the two dark shadows in front of him gradually getting bigger, and then banged twice, his eyes suddenly ached, screamed, and fell down.

"Grandma, do you still want to hook up with your Uncle Xuanqing? Bah!" The two closed-eyed hammers put down the romantic sword god, and the little turtle left a cruel word careless and shot at the surface of the water.