Museum of Demons

In ancient times, Xingyao was the last person to go to the East China Sea and call Jingwei at the end. At that time, because the Yandi clan still had things to deal with, they wanted to entertain Ji Xuanyuan, who was young at that time, so Xingyao shouted, After leaving the East China Sea, this became Xing Yao's biggest inner demon.

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If it was then, he hadn't left.

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If he was in the East China Sea at that time, then Jingwei would definitely not have an accident.

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The pain of this incident has been accompanied by Xingyao until the following years.

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Until the battle between him and Ji Xuanyuan broke out, until after he was beheaded, he turned into a punishment of Heaven and I can't help it.

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Even at this moment, Jingwei and Emperor Yan are also the quietest and softest places in his heart, enough to make the furious Xingtian calm down, at this moment, the voice of his soul shaking the void softened, and he asked: "You then , How did you avoid the East China Sea? Why didn't you go back?"

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Jingwei told the story of his being rescued, being taken as an apprentice on his behalf, and being admitted to his sect. Xing Tiandao: "...Teacher?" He sighed, "I owe him a huge favor."

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"What are you going to do?"

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He is a fighter, the most powerful fighter, and he was immediately aware of the vigor of these people, especially Liu Niu. There are people who can stop his blow and not fall. This is already a very good general. , Jingwei said: "We are laying down my teacher's altar for these people to protect them..."

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"But now, it doesn't seem to be used anymore." The girl pointed to the yellow sky that was whirling in the sky. "However, we also plan to go there to find a teacher later."

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"Uncle Xingyao, you..." Xingtian immediately replied, "Of course I am with you."

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Now, among the overseas tribes of the Age of God, there are many brave and brave people. These warriors also want to find out what happened. They see the yellow scarf tied on Liu Niu's forehead, which is as fierce as fire, and corresponds to the yellow sky above. The soldiers who were willing to leave here and probed outside were also wearing yellow turbans.

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The various groups of warriors stood upright like a forest. The yellow scarves tied to their foreheads were like fierce flames. They stood here.

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Liu Niu was at a loss, and for some reason his heart was surging. Xing Tian, ​​who had regained his senses for a short time because of Jingwei's presence, also took the cloth and tied it to his right arm, and said hoarsely, "What's your master's name?"

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Jingwei said, "Jiu Tian responded to the sound of Yuan's thunder and universalized Tian Zun." "Okay!" Xing Tian moved his arms.

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"Before looking for trouble for that **** who hit me with a salt shaker."

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"I will help this Jiutian Ying Yuan Thunder to universalize the Heavenly Venerate. After all, he helped you."

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Xing Tian's body muscles swelled up, his blue veins stood out, showing a hideous and angry smile: "Then, I'm going to find that **** and bury him upside down in the salt jar!"

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The anger vented for a while.

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Xing Tian looked at Liu Niu over there and said, "What is the order of the war department for this army?" Liu Niu was silent, and said, "Changtian is dead."

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"Yellow heaven should stand." "The year is in Jiazi." "The world is blessed."

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Xing Tian held the weapon tomahawk that was originally prepared for him by Lei Zun Zhuo Shi, and said: "Okay!" "This time, I will be the main general!"......

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"...the ugly woman."

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Wei Yuan looked at the figure blocking his path, and the spirituality born from the ugly corpse stared at Wei Yuan coldly, and said hoarsely: "I didn't expect that the descendant of the Kuo's is still alive, and so are you."

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Wei Yuan said, "It's just something I've experienced." "Where's Xingtian?" The Corpse of the Ugly Woman sneered, "Are you going to find him?"

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"Fight with him?"

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"It's better to persuade him right now, but he really has no brains."

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Wei Yuan said: "Sure enough, you will get rid of Xingtian without fighting him to the death. You have recovered some of your sanity."

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Nu Chou was silent for a while, and said, "...Although I am not good at strategy, is my intuition the same as those of the civil servants of the human race?"

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"It's no wonder that you, not the little girl from Kwa's, found the way I deliberately guided you back then."

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"In the beginning, it was you who opened the way?" The ugly corpse replied with a sneer, "Why not?"

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"Otherwise, it's just you two little fellows. Did you really think you could come out of that kind of place?"

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"You were back then, but any beast could kill you!"

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Yuanshi Tianzun watched the female ugly, the latter did not move, Wei Yuan suddenly said: "You can restore your intelligence, is it Zhu Rong who helped you?"

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The corpse of the ugly woman did not hide it, and happily admitted: "Yes, Zhu Rong has restored some of my intelligence, and gave me a technique that can hide from the detection of the turbid world, and even make use of the turbid world to a certain extent. The power is the handwriting of the [Mr. Bai] who is hidden in the kingdom of Zhurong."

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Mr. Bai? Wei Yuan's heart was not clear. He recalled what the Golden Crow said. It seems that Mr. Bai is the advisor behind Zhu Rong.

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It can not only deceive [truth], but also develop methods to cover up the turbid world and use turbid qi. It can even make the corpse of the ugly woman recover some of its intelligence from the resentment of thousands of years.

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Such a handwriting. Indeed, a remarkable character.

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Perhaps it can be comparable to He Qi, Zhu Jiuyin, and Ah Dian.

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Wei Yuan sighed in his heart that he had a certain degree of vigilance towards this unpredictable Mr.

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Immediately, he said slowly: "What did he promise to you, asking you to help him?"

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The corpse of the ugly woman said hoarsely: "Naturally it is the transformation of life and death, so I have a chance to [do it again]..."

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"Of course, no matter what, I won't hold back against those ten days, but you... Although I don't want to fight with you, if you want to block my goal, I won't take a step back. ."

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The transformation of life and death... Wei Yuan vaguely felt that he had grasped a little point. Regarding Zhu Rong's purpose.

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Nodding lightly: "I probably understand." The evil spirit and hatred surging around the corpse of the ugly woman. Immediately the next moment.

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The trace of that person was lost in front of her eyes.

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The pupils shrank, and all the resentment, hatred, and evil spirit all over the body erupted. The sleeve robe was rolled up, and a palm had fallen calmly.

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The left hand is behind the back, the right hand is stretched out, the palm is white, the palm is turned into the finger of the sword, the sleeve robe is rolled up, and the sound of the strong wind.

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So resentment, hatred, suffocation.

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The power that is enough to punish Tian Zhihe without a head. Like a wave, in an instant, the two halves are separated. Fingers are placed between the eyebrows of the ugly woman. At this moment, the rolled up sleeve robe slowly falls and hangs down.

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There are fallen leaves falling on the Taoist sleeves, naturally calm. "You..." The ugly corpse's pupils shrank.

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An unbelievable thought arose in her heart. In her mind, the person in front of her was so weak that even a random wild beast could kill him. How long has it passed, and he has already reached this realm? In the blink of an eye, defeat yourself, and what level is such a level?

She dared not think about it.

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Wei Yuan slowly retracted his sword finger: "5,000 years ago, you once saved me, this time, I will give you back [don't kill]."

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"If you block it again." "You can only forgive the impolite."

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Wei Yuan rolled up his sleeves and turned around to cross the corpse of the female clown whose body was stiff and could no longer move. At this moment, the female clown suddenly let out a resolute scream, and then turned around abruptly, forcibly bursting out a powerful force. The turbulent anger and resentment swept through and slammed down directly towards Wei Yuan.

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Wei Yuan kept his movements unchanged, raised his right arm, and pointed his sword back.

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The sharp qi and the cold light pierced the turbid qi in an instant, cut off the hatred, and calmed the resentment. It made the ugly girl's pupils shrink violently. In an instant, she clearly understood the strength level and the characteristics of the man in front of her.

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The top ten peaks, extreme killings! Approaching the Xihuang who was sharp-edged when he was young. He is an existence born with a body of martial arts and was specially born for fighting!

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Just when this sword finger was about to fall.

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Wei Yuan paused for a moment, originally intending to imitate Xuanzang, physically transcending, and directly dizzy the female ugly in front of him, but suddenly he felt that he had the feeling of [turbidity], [life and death], [rotational change] at the same time, and the action paused, A stream of light appeared on the sword finger, the turbid world changed, life and death were not the same.

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It is the power of the earth in the turbid world, the fruit of the Dao of the earth in the turbulent world. A violent scream suddenly came out of Nu Chou's throat.

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Yuanshi Tianzun lowered his eyes, rolled up his sleeve robe, pressed his left hand slightly, the law of cause and effect changed and circulated around his body, and muttered to himself:

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"The change of life and death, the extinction of ten thousand eons." "So it is."

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The five fingers are clasped together, the changes of life and death appear, and the karma is driven by karma, and the change is reincarnated. The thousands of years of life and death and karma in front of the female clown are reversed by the help of the turbid world. In the pain of the female clown, that kind of change The terrifying face gradually returned to its original whiteness, the resentment on the body dissipated, and even the twisted long hair turned into quiet black hair again.

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Around the corpse of the ugly woman, resentment, hatred, as well as dead energy and turbid energy erupted all at once. It seemed that it was about to transform into the shape of countless demons and threw itself back into the body of the ugly woman.

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All of these things are nourished, grown, and transformed into the female ugly body. Naturally, she is unwilling to leave like this. All of them have transformed into a rope-like existence, wrapped around the female ugly body, making her re-issue. With a roar of pain, Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyes, and swept his sleeves and scolded plainly:

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"Retreat!" The sleeves were swept away, and the breeze was flowing. With the sound of bang, the many demonized qi dissipated!

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In front of her eyes is the ugly girl who died in vain in the ten-day calamity. She has recovered from the terrifying and ferocious demonization state before, transformed into a quiet and beautiful goddess, stretched out her hand, and looked at herself in disbelief. his hands, and then touched his cheeks with his palms, while at a loss, his body trembled with excitement.

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"This, this is..." "So it is."

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Wei Yuan murmured to himself, backhanded the Dao Fruit of the turbid world, and seeing the appearance of the ugly woman, the clothes on her body were already worn out, so she just moved her thoughts and put the wide-sleeved black robe on the outside of herself. On the female ugly body, the latter subconsciously held it with both hands, covered his body with a robe, and said, "You..."

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"You can do it too..."

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Wei Yuan turned around, realized the feeling of Cai Cai in his mind, and said calmly and gently: "...The cause of the past, the fruit of today." "The cause and effect of the ten days, Pindao, help you pick up."

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The ten days of the ugly girl turned into the sky, and the fruit of violent death was taken over.

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It also means that the cause of this period of cause and effect must be solved before it can be completed.

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The way of cause and effect is not to manipulate the cause and effect of the future, but also to correct the cause and effect of the past, to bear some cause and effect... Is this also a kind of calamity? This is also a cause and effect. This kind of power is actually very heavy...

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Wei Yuan sighed in a low voice, feeling that the gong body from the karma of the turbulent world was further under his control.

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And under the great sorrow and joy, the ugly woman saw the Taoist walk away step by step.

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The energy in his body became deeper and darker, and the black hair gradually turned white, back to the white hair and blue shirt.

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The female ugly subconsciously said, "You, that fruit is..."

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Wei Yuan said, "It's just that after killing the Zhuo Shidi Zun, I got it from him." Just killing the Zhuo Shidi Zun, that's all? Nu Chou was at a loss.

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Wei Yuan said: "You have just escaped from this period of cause and effect, it is best to go to the daughter's country. In addition, the reason why you can regain your senses, I am afraid it is also related to the fact that the Golden Crow has consumed grievances for you for a hundred years. The cause and effect of it is also due to the turbid world, and how to solve it is also your decision."

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The female ugly was silent for a long time, avoiding the question, and subconsciously blurted out: "Then where are you going?" "Are you going to stop Zhu Rong?"

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"Stop? No..." The white-haired Taoist turned his back to the ugly woman and replied, "The poor Taoist is just, go and bring back the fire of Yanhuang."

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...... The Kingdom of Zhurong.

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Zhu Rong explained his own affairs and walked out of the courtyard slowly, while outside, the [Vulcan] who was asleep outside the country of Zhu Rong slowly dissipated. Zhu Rong glanced back at his wife, and finally walked out of the courtyard calmly. , ready to complete the final link of the plan.

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Armor appeared on his body, and his expression became more and more calm and indifferent.

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The current surface area of ​​the South China Sea will be sunk into the turbid world, and in the process, it will reach the realm of neither life nor death, and at the same time, it will forcibly control the ups and downs of the land under the surface of the South China Sea, create a new land, and treat the rest of the living beings as the **** of fire. The power is sent into it, and the process is extremely crazy, which is equivalent to peeling off a piece of the world.

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Only in this way can we accommodate the sentient beings of the Qing Dynasty.

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This will inevitably make those in the turbulent world find out that they are being used, no, or they have already realized it.

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Now, both sides are waiting for the time when they finally tear their faces and lay things out, waiting for the time to strike.

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In order to grasp the best interests in the palm of the hand, in order to achieve their goals.

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Whether it is to create the foundation of the era where all beings are equal and can have [one more] opportunity, or is it that the turbulent world successfully pulls out of the South China Sea, and this is the battle, but because of the design of Zhu Rong and Bai Ze, even if the turbulent world succeeds, the losses are controllable. Within, Bai Ze's power and thousands of years of calculation and deduction have already determined this point, and the appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun has further reduced the possibility of loss.

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Then Zhu Rong was slightly startled.

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Because he saw a Taoist man in green shirt and white hair, leaning against the fence outside, just like what he saw in Xuanyuanqiu back then.

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Zhu Rong said slowly, "...Tu Shanyuan." "It's me."

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The Taoist seemed to be looking at the wind and flowers. He sensed Zhu Rong's breath, raised his eyes and smiled. He smiled gently and peacefully, and raised the jug in his hand: "It's been more than six thousand years, it's been a long time."

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"Huozheng." "Want a drink?" ps: Today's third update... 4,200 words

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It's a little late. I'm going to explode next. Damn, it feels so hard to write.

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