"Puff!"

Another blood sword spurted out from the old turtle's mouth, and even the turtle shell on its back cracked several cracks.

"How is it possible? Your past and future are all fog, and the old turtle can't see anything!"

"Who are you?"

"Only the great emperor who carries the destiny of heaven can cover up the secrets of heaven. Is there an emperor who is covering up the secrets of heaven for you?"

Ao Bei said lightly: "I don't need to hide the secrets of heaven. You can't see my past and future clearly, just because I never believe in destiny!"

"What luck, destiny, and the emperor are just gifts from the way of heaven!"

"Why should we fight for such a future?"

"Look at your own fate, you follow the will of heaven, how did the way of heaven treat you?"

The old turtle sighed: "The old turtle leaked too many secrets and deserves punishment!"

Ao Beidao: "If such awe are too humble, do you never want to take your destiny into your own hands?"

Lao Gui said: "Everyone in the world says he should control his own destiny!"

"But who can really do it?"

"Old Turtle was once the army of the Three Emperors!"

"They all think they can control their own destiny, but how can they know that this is not the arrangement of destiny itself?"

"The world knows too little about the way of heaven!"

"Ignorance, so fearless!"

At this time, the purple thorns on all sides fell many times.

This makes the scars on the old turtle more and more dense.
Chapter completed!