OMG! I Became A Turtle

Yan Junzi’s goods is a map cannon, and I saw someone talking about him.

He turned his head, stared at Ming Heavenly God, and cursed: “Speaking of humans! If you provoke a little dissatisfaction with this god son, you will be crushed!”

I’m used to being arrogant, acting without fear, never considering the consequences, and I don’t even have the habit of thinking about it.

“Bold! How dare you be disrespectful to Heavenly God!”

King Pingdeng yelled, a detached force, containing the unique soul-absorbing power of Yama, in a word, Yan Junzi shook his body trembling.

“Heavenly God…Who is Heavenly God?”

Yan Junzi muttered, staring at Ye Que, the more familiar he became.

Where did I see this product…

In the form of Magicate of Life and Death, Ye Que has a silver hair, holding a reincarnation pen and a Life and Death Book, and even his face has changed. Kind.

It’s not surprising that Yan Junzi can’t see it.

But Ye Que remembers that he once showed the form of Life and Death Magistrate on the Monument of Saint King.

At that time, Yan Junzi was also there.

“Ah! You are Ye Que!”

Yan Junzi always remembers what Heavenly God is, after his Master killed the ancient cardinal, Ye Que used it. Some kind of Magical Powers.

In an instant, he was shocked and terrified.

Pointing at Yan Luo and said: “Quick! Get him up quickly, you are detached, right, get him up, I have a lot of rewards!”

Ye Que admires him. , Patted his hands to applaud, and then stretched out his thumb to praise: “Niu Bian! It is indeed the Yan Junzi in my eyes, even Yan Luo dare to sneer!”

Yan Junzi sneered: “You almost killed me Kill, I remember you, Ye Que! Once I let this detachment and suppress you, I will definitely go to the palace and keep the rain like a curtain…”

bang!! !

The great hall of King Pingdeng’s trial is like a thunder.

A force of pure darkness swept the entire great hall.

Yan Junzi, including Ye Que, feels a Power of Darkness that can stun demons, as if a Spiritual God that can devour demons is about to descend on top of their heads.

“Human World Human Race, come and announce your name!”

It is King Pingdeng who is angry and sits on the high hall. He is wearing a black robe of Yama and is suppressed. A scene of hell of ghasts.

Its face is surrounded by dark rays of light, and its eyes are as deep as black holes, which can swallow everything.

Behind him, a group of Spiritual God of King Pingdeng’s shadow, stepped on the hell, the sky of the underworld above his head, the body is tall and stalwart, overlooking the ghast in front of him.

Ye Que met, secretly speaking.

Ten Temples Yama, or Ten Temples Yama.

I have launched a prestige, I really can’t take it lightly.

Even strangers like him have an urge to be shocked to fear.

It is conceivable that Yan Junzi, who has become a ghost, must bear hundreds of times the pressure.

Puff!

Yan Junzi’s body is illusory, and his soul is almost shattered.

He leaned forward on all fours, shaking all over.

Trembling lifts the head, looking at the terrifying anger of Yama, originating from the fear in his heart, let him shout for help.

Ye Que coldly shouted: “Yan Junzi, you dare to be wild in front of Yan Luo, you should wake up!”

Yan Junzi’s eyes were confused and finally started to think.

Turning your head and looking to the left, the statue of the hideous evil spirit being scraped alive is carved on the wall.

Turning his head to look to the right, the crowd of Yin Soldier, holding hooks, guns, sticks and other criminal law tools, glared at him.

Ah, Yan Junzi screamed: “No! Forgive me! I am a son of God, I am a Rashen Er body, I can protect the world, don’t kill me!”

“Human World Human Race, come and announce your name!”

King Pingdeng screamed again, rumbling to Yan Junzi’s body.

Yan Junzi’s body is torn, and King Pingdeng’s words continue to echo in his mind.

“I…My name is Yan Junzi…come…from…Luo…Luo Sheng Gate.”

Involuntarily lying on the ground, he spoke tremblingly.

Swipe–

On a roll of paper in front of King Pingdeng’s desk, the three characters Yan Junzi appeared, and after that, many wicked things that Yan Junzi did before him appeared.

He looked one after another, his expression became more indifferent.

In the end, he shot the startle again and yelled: “You said you are the son of God, you said you are a Rhoshen body, you said you can protect the world?”

“Yes, yes, yes! Let me go back! Let me go back, I can protect many, many people!”

Yan Junzi knocked his head loudly.

“Yin Si, tell him the evil things in his lifetime, one after another!”

King Pingdeng deepened his voice.

A man with a face of white paper flew to the side. He took a roll of paper flying out of the table and opened his mouth on the side of King Pingdeng.

“Yan Junzi, from birth to death, has lived two thousand and one years old. After being sensible, at the age of 322, killing his mother and killing his father is the number one evil thing! The blood pool hell of Thirteenth Layer, suffering from the blood and body!”

“Yan Junzi, at the age of 833, raped and killed three young girls. This is the second most evil thing. It’s time to enter the iceberg hell on the 8th floor, and suffer from the slashing of the iceberg!”

“Yan Junzi, at the age of one thousand and one, slaughtered 303 people, this is the third largest Evil! It’s time to enter the 9th floor oil pan hell and suffer from oil pan frying!”

“Yan Junzi, Yu…”

These are when he did not become a son of God, The evil done.

Especially the murder of mothers and fathers, only he knows about it.

Now being judged, it seems that the ugly person has scars, and suddenly screams and shouts for mercy.

bang!

Yin Soldier smashed his mouth flat with a stick.

“wú wú wú…”

He wailed uncomfortably with his mouth on the ground, and the fear in his eyes was the strongest in his life.

He didn’t expect in dreams, he would have this kind of retribution.

Look at Ye Que again, his expression is cold, his eyes are cold, his heart hurts, and he regrets that there are turbid tears in his eyes.

Of course, in this great hall, no one will pity him.

The Yin Division pronounced sentences time and time again.

Ye Que’s face is gloomy again and again.

Yan Junzi, he has done a lot of evil, not without reason.

He had a great evil before, but now it is the consequence.

The current guilt can basically drive him into fifteen hells.

“Yan Junzi, when he was two thousand and one years old, he raped and killed 13 girls or women and reincarnated evil. He should enter the nine small ice hells under the ice mountain hell on the 8th floor! “

“Yan Junzi, when he was two thousand and one years old, he massacred or instigated others to kill 4,255 people, he should enter…”

“Yan Junzi , At the age of two thousand and one, accomplices with evil spirits and wreaks havoc on the world. This is the sin of the six realms, which is the most heinous thing. You should enter the suffering of the Eighteen Levels of Hell! !”

“Yan Junzi’s crimes can all be the same: forever, the Eighteen Levels of Hell!”

The Yin Division received the paper and submitted it to King Pingdeng.

“no!!!!”

Yan Junzi shivered and howled.

“Yan Junzi, now, where is your support?”

Ye Que knows that Yan Junzi’s two thousand and one years old is his last year in his lifetime, and he is also Yan Junzi The year of becoming the Son of God.

This year, he has done too many evil things.

He questioned Yan Junzi, who was a little hysterical, and said angrily: “I’m all this miserable! You still yell! You shut up!!!”

“To Ming Heavenly God is disrespectful, you should be punished!”

Bang!

Yin Soldier hooked his mouth, making him begging for mercy with pain.

The mouth, which was finally restored, is rotten again.

Ye Que sneered.

This is the terrifying of Eighteen Levels of Hell.

No matter how you toss, in the end, your wraith body is still intact, but the pain you suffer will never be erased.