Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan lifted his eyes and stared at the majestic pillar of luck that rises through the sky in front of him.

The Tai'a sword is still stuck in the sky above the pillar that connects to the sky and the earth.

And below, this is a fierce spirit shrouded in a white robe, with a thick and majestic attitude. It really looks at such a top-notch spirit up close, which removes the sense of fear and is more of a kind of almost impossible to think about, for the magnificent world. The loss of consciousness.

It was like diving a thousand miles under the ocean and hearing the whispers of a group of whales.

It's like seeing the starry sky, hovering around the body.

This is the instinctive awe of the living beings for the natural world.

At this moment, he wants to draw his sword against such an existence.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief and pulled out the Iron Eagle Sword completely.

"It's time to end, 梼杌."

The fierce god's gaze calmly fell on Wei Yuan's body, and he couldn't see the slightest care in his eyes, just as human beings saw a bug flying over, apart from ignoring, at most they only disliked the noisy and annoying ants and mosquitoes.

Qi Luck Tianzhu has not changed at all, but naturally there are countless winds and thunderstorms between heaven and earth.

Wei Yuan noticed at this moment that there are the ruins of modern human cities. After falling into the mountains and seas, these cities burned and collapsed. At this moment, they are suspended in the void in an extremely shocking way. Modern steel aesthetics.

Storm, thunder, ruins of steel.

The Tianzhu of Qi Yun rising from the sky, the **** standing with his hands on his back.

Everything has a breathtaking tension.

Then, the ruins of these cities moved slowly and gradually accelerated, smashing towards Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan looked at a mountain behind Yinglu slightly, then retracted his gaze, holding a sword and rushed towards Yinglu.

He pierced out with a long sword, pushed a few waves of cracked rocks with the sword in his hand, avoided the falling thunder, and then suddenly turned over, resting his right foot on the pavilion of the unknown city, breathed out slowly, and opened it. With a clatter, his shirt was pulled straight, his eyes locked on the **** in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, the soles of the feet are hard, and the body is thrown out, falling between the thunder and the boulder.

Five-finger grip.

"The wind..."

The voice paused for a while, and then exploded—"Have you come!!"

The collision of thunder and fire brought about the metaplasia of rain, but the falling rain stagnated in the void at this moment.

Then he rushed back toward the sky at a faster speed.

Even turned into a straight line.

A cyan storm surged from above the nine heavens.

The wind started at the end of Qingping.

Its momentum is fierce!

Wei Yuan rose by the wind and went straight to Jiuzhongxiao.

A little bit of cold light, avoid the huge boulders, and point to the 梼杌!

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Wei Yuan didn't know at all, what he had done had caused countless people's hearts to mention it through the cracks in the mountains and seas.

Looking at the young people driving the cyan flowing wind and shuttle between the ruins of the behemoth-like cities, even those who are not from China subconsciously lifted their hearts and were drawn to their attention.

In these two cities, people who can see this scene even prayed silently in their hearts.

Zhang Hao stared at the tiny figure that shuttled in the wind and thunder.

It is difficult to connect with the museum owners in peacetime.

Zhang Ruosu has already withdrawn from the rift in the mountain and sea boundary under Longhu Mountain.

Looking up, the rifts in the mountains and seas around Shenzhou are not as real as they can be seen from the outside. It can be said to be hard to see, but Zhang Ruosu's way of doing things is enough. He raised his head and stared at Wei Yuan's actions, the expression on his face was calm, and Lin Shouyi beside him was More nervous.

He said: "Don't you worry about Fellow Daoist Guardian?"

Zhang Ruosu said lightly: "What's the point of worrying? What's the point of being scared? Just look at it with peace of mind."

"Every big event is quiet."

"Where have you cultivated the qigong for almost a hundred years?"

Lin Shouyi sighed, closing his eyes and paying attention.

Zhang Ruosu picked up a chess piece casually, and the movement paused. The hard black Go chess piece was silently turned into powder in his hands.

The old-fashioned action paused, put down his palms, not thinking about the chessboard, looking towards the sky.

Wei Yuan had already broken through a layer of blockade.

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Ying Xiao intends to control the position of Qiongqi, gather the two poles of the four poles of the earth, and improve his personality.

From this fierce defensive posture, Wei Yuan could already see this.

At this moment, the long sword was with him, the wind swept all over, and he went straight to the point where all the power of the five warheads could explode. At this moment, Ying Tiao raised his left fist and smashed it out. With a fierce punch, Wei Yuan's heart tightened. Two clusters of golden flames suddenly lit up in the pupil.

The candle is nine Yin, the breath of the candle dragon.

Chaoge Mountain God, the foundation of the Mountain God.

The two foundations that surpassed mortals were all actively broken.

Wei Yuan's breath rose straight up.

This time, he directly burned the two sources of divine nature, in exchange for a burst of strong enough power in a short time, the iron eagle sword in his palm slammed, unloaded his strength, and then turned his wrist, directly twisted to the 梼杌. Wrist.

Frowning fiercely.

Even if it is 梼杌, in the face of a lunatic who directly burns the foundation of the divine nature, this blow cannot be ignored at this moment.

An extra sword in his left hand directly stopped this move.

Then the wind and Lei Qi arrived.

Wei Yuan grunted, gritted his teeth, and his divinity broke out completely.

A wave of air swept across.

The wind and thunder stopped abruptly.

Standing firmly in the void, Wei Yuan took a step forward. The iron eagle sword almost suppressed the sword of the 杌杌, pressing the sword in the opposite direction, one person and one god, fighting between the void and the ruins of the city, every time The aura from the confrontation caused the ruins to tremble violently and almost collapsed.

Suddenly,

Above the iron eagle sword in Wei Yuan's palm, the iron eagle screamed, flapping its wings violently to the sky, and the Tai'a sword in the Qiyun Tianzhu screamed violently, and the vigorous and humane aura contained in it violently reversed. Infused into Wei Yuan's body, making his sword more powerful.

The sword in one hand was turned into a two-handed sword, but he never left the vicinity of the Qiyun Tianzhu.

The swordsmanship in Wei Yuan's palm was lingering and vigorous.

Grandiose.

This is Xuanyuan's sword technique.

The two weapons kept colliding.

Every collision will make the people who saw this scene in the world tremble fiercely at this moment. Every collision will sway a wave of Dawson white air in the void, engulfing thunder and flames, and there is clearly a heavy rain here. At this moment, the place where the two are fighting against each other is not a drop of rain.

It's like being evaporated by flames.

But the flame will burn out.

The power that Wei Yuan gained from consuming his divine nature was rapidly declining.

He held the sword in both hands and struck a heavy sword with a heavy sword. The heavy thunder sounded from side to side for eight hundred miles. This time he couldn't stop all of them. Wei Yuan snorted, he was injured, and swallowed. The blood in the throat turned back, raised his left hand, and then clasped the five fingers together, the wind protection technique became more and more violent, and he pulled it forcibly.

Strong wind, provoke!

At this moment, the magical powers of the seventy-two earthshadow level, Yufeng, surpassed the original limit.

Countless winds condensed into cyan flowing silk threads, which burst out when Wei Yuan's palm was suddenly pressed down. In an instant, it was as if behind him, there was a huge cyan Kunpeng slowly swimming, covering the sky and the world, making a deep depression. Of whales.

The broken pavilions, squares, and fragments of the city were pulled up by the force of the wind.

Then condensed into a city.

The illusion of God's Domain unfolds, and the hidden memories in these cities emerge, as if people are still living on it, still there are joys, angers, sorrows and joys, talking, smiling, living, lifelike, and people who see this scene lose their ability to speak.

They even saw their familiar faces and places they were familiar with, and they burst into tears unknowingly.

This is a city, a miracle woven by countless people, and this is civilization.

The tiny humans stretched out their hands and lifted the fortresses of these civilizations.

The huge pressure caused the blood to flow out from the corners of Wei Yuan's mouth. He gently pushed these cities to the 梼杌, and he retreated to the back. The sky thunder flashed, and the depression of the clouds and mist flowed out like molten slurry. Golden red light.

Let the people who saw this scene hold their breath unconsciously-it's almost like a reenactment of myth.

With flames, heavy rain, and the light falling from the sky, the city fell and the earth fell apart.

And people fly to the sky.

This is also the border between life and death.

Everything solemnly makes people almost want to cry.

There was no sorrow or joy, and the sword in his hand slashed violently.

The city fell apart.

Everything returns to reality.

The Jianfeng fell on Wei Yuan's five warheads hidden in the illusion.

The next moment, a violent and unmatched outbreak filled the space between heaven and earth.

It was as if five rounds of the sun fell on the ground.

The fierce flames, the extreme high temperature, and the unmatched shock wave swept all at once. This is the place of Qiongqi, the extreme west. Perhaps after Yinglu takes control of the Tianzhu, his strength can also be increased here. , Reached the level of Gong Gong Zhu Rong, but it is still one step away after all.

It is equivalent to the burst of the five-fingered golden crow bird in an instant.

Even the 梼杌 cannot be without injury.

On the other side of the mountain and sea rift, everyone was silent for an instant, just staring at that scene. His eyes were tingling and tears were streaming down.

Zhang Ruosu stood up abruptly, shocking Lin Shouyi.

Lin Shouyi was dumbfounded: "Did you really move those things out? How many did you give him?"

Zhang Ruosu never looked back:

"all."

"What, all?!" The Taoist of the Shangqing faction was taken aback.

"Yes, that's all you understand."

Lin Shouyi's scalp is numb.

Before he could talk about his friend's boldness, he also turned his head and looked at the scene:

"Is he dead?"

"do not know…"

"Hard to say."

With the light and dust gradually dissipating in the Xishan Realm, Wei Yuan, who was hiding in the ground, stepped out again, surrounded by a layer of light and shadow, which was the Kunlun Jade Pool in the universe. Under normal conditions, Wei Yuan could not be used at all. Such supernatural powers, but he who burned his divine nature at the moment was able to barely use it.

Relying on the isolation of a whole world, to avoid the influence of nuclear radiation in the center of the battlefield.

The flames and shock waves dissipated slowly, Wei Yuan's pupils contracted, and he clenched the long sword in his hand—

梼杌 is still alive.

Moreover, he directly merged with the Qiyun Tianzhu, and his injuries were far lower than expected.

As expected...

Really smart enough.

But Wei Yuan still saw the weakening of the opponent's breath at this moment. This was what he had expected. With a swing in his palm, Wei Yuan rushed towards Yingzou again under everyone's gaze, and Yingzou let out a sigh of relief. , The part of the head of the robe was blown apart, and the face exposed was a heroic and majestic woman.

梼杌 is not a male.

Compared with most of the negative records of Chaos, the records of Ying Xiao are more inclined to arrogant and disobedient genius-can't be taught, don't know what to say, arrogant and virtuous, and chaotic.

He is sober and venomous. His judgment and understanding of the timing of heaven and earth exceeds that of ordinary gods, so he is called Mingde. However, Wei Yuan does not understand the chaotic things. At this moment, he has no time to think, the iron eagle sword in Wei Yuan's palm. And the weapons collided with the 梼杌 again.

There was only ashes left in the flame.

The power of the two gods is exhausted, and the dim gold in the pupils symbolizes that it is time to retreat.

But the matter is now, how could Wei Yuan give up?

Gritting his teeth, stand for melee.

But after counting the swords, the internal organs were tumbling, almost all of them were hit hard.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and clutched the weapon.

After several consecutive sword-blade collisions, UU reading www.uukanshu.com 梼杌 had the intent to kill, and finally under the sword of anger and murder, he could no longer hold the weapon, and his right hand was beaten backwards. The eagle sword flew out, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

There seemed to be some squeaky sound in the ear.

Wei Yuan's left hand slammed into Ying's wrist.

"I caught you."

The mortal grinned.

On the mountain fifty kilometers away, Kuailin held the low-hanging Xingtian tomahawk in both hands.

Exhaling and making a sound, the battle axe was slowly lifted.

ps: The second update today...Three thousand six hundred words.

Work and rest in the sun, the next day, I will prepare a little bit next day, and hope to be the first at around twelve tomorrow.

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