Museum of Demons

　　 after A Xuan Yujian went up to Gao Tianyuan.

A certain Yuzu girl threw a handful of butter-flavored popcorn into her mouth and chewed it, looked at the serene Wei Yuan, thought for a while, stretched out her finger to poke Wei Guan's cheek, "Wei Guan, that little The Taoist priest has gone up, are you really not going?"

　　 "That little guy feels that Taoism is not high enough, no matter how you look at it."

　　 "Master Wei Guan?"

　　 "Wake up, wake up..."

　　 I poke, I poke.

Huh? It feels good...

　　 Poke again.

　　 Take a selfie.

　　 sent to that female Jiao sister.

　　 A photo can go to a snack shop in Qingqiu Country to exchange for a full truck of inventory.

　　 And it is effective for a long time, and it is childish and not deceived.

　　Feng Siyu took several photos in a row, and probably got the snack inventory for the next ten years.

　　 Then he poked the master Wei Guan on the cheek, thinking hard.

　　 Finally, he looked at the height of Gao Tianyuan, and pondered, the feather clan wings spread out behind him, and his pupils faintly ignited flames and evolve into a red gold trend, which represents a fairly pure Vulcan divinity.

After that, I didn’t know that Feng Siyu, who was the senior member of the church’s church at Gao Tianyuan, began to really think seriously about the possibility of flying over Gao Tianyuan and directly putting the'sleeping museum owner' into the God Realm with his wheelchair. And the possible consequences.

　　 For example, when the swords of the gods are drawn, the little Taoist priests hold their swords to deal with the group of enemies.

　　 Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky.

　　 Wheelchair debut.

　　 Everyone looked astonished, and then they saw the wheelchair sleeping, oh no, the contemplative museum owner.

　　 Everyone was shocked, shocked.

　　 A dead silence.

Feng Siyu's eyes lit up slightly, gearing up, eager to try, but when she was planning to implement it directly, she suddenly remembered that before departure, the water ghost had handed her something and told her if it came to the destination guard. If the owner of the museum hasn't woken up yet, you can give it a try.

　　 Feng Siyu took it out. It was a recording pen, which seemed to be bought by a water ghost working as a part-timer.

　　 As far as she knows, the master of Wei Guan does not pay wages, but settles accounts with Fu Lu.

　　 The water ghost went out to do odd jobs when it was all right.

　　Such as giving people water, sending water, or sending water...

　　 Feng Siyu looked at the recorder curiously, and then gently pressed the player in Wei Yuan's ear.

　　 A few seconds later, there was a soft voice in the recorder.

　　 "Yuan, get up."

　　 is sister Jue?

　　 Feng Siyu was startled.

　　 Then he saw that Wei Yuan, who had been lying down, suddenly opened his eyes.

　　 Feather girl was stunned, all the popcorn in her hand fell to the ground.

　　 Secret Secret... The password is correct.

　　 Successfully booted?

　　……………………

　　 It's finally time to make incense sticks.

　　 In other words, I don’t know how many incense sticks are.

Wei Yuan didn't know how many times he had been beaten by the extremely evil group of Goddai, and finally managed to resist the time of a stick of incense, suddenly opened his eyes, his complexion was a little pale, even if it was to reduce the strength, those were all from the Goddai. The fiercely famous guy, he didn't make his move either lightly or severely.

　　 laughed and smashed it with his weapon.

　　 The cooperation between Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi and Emperor Yan will not be mentioned.

　　 Why do you, as mortal enemies, cooperate so well with the soldier Chi You? !

　　淦!

　　 This does not make sense.

　　 Can you imagine that Huangdi Xuanyuan, Emperor Yan, Xing Tian, ​​Chi You laughed and slashed a knife over your head, and what a huge psychological shadow would be caused to a descendant of the Yanhuang tribe?

　　 No, you don’t know and don’t care.

　　 You old guys just take care of yourself.

With great difficulty, I was lucky enough to complete the assessment of the higher nature of the game. Wei Yuan opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to press his chest. He felt an indescribable feeling of irritability, probably because the heavenly master was in a row for five consecutive knees. Thousands of them still have to continue to fight.

　　 He turned his head, looked around the scenery next to him, startled, looked at Feng Siyu, and said in a calm tone:

　　 "Where is this?"

　　 Feather girl replied:

　　 "I have arrived at Sakurajima."

　　 She pointed to Gao Tianyuan and said, "Master Wei Guan, you are always awake, the little Taoist priest has already gone to Gao Tianyuan."

　　 "Have you gone up yet?"

　　 Wei Yuan murmured, his mouth twitched as he looked at the wheelchair he was doing.

　　 stood up suddenly and took a step forward.

　　 Then accidentally stepped on a hole.

　　 A crack creaked all around.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh, took a deep breath, and controlled his strength. This is completely instinct. When you are surrounded by a bunch of ancient fighting madmen for a long time, you will have an illusion about how much effort you should use. After all, the bottom plate is unstable and will almost be overturned in one face.

　　 He rubbed his head.

　　 Maybe it’s because the memory is a little tranced, and the surroundings seem to have turned into the battlefield just now. Where is it... It’s Changyang Mountain, Zhuolu Suburbs? Or the vast plain outside Xuanyuan Hill, he couldn't tell for a moment whether he had returned to modern times or...

　　 Back to modern times?

　　 Wei Yuan closed his eyes and pressed his forehead.

He is like a warrior of Xuanyuan who came to the world from the battlefield of the ancient gods, or the civil official in Xing Tian’s mouth. The surrounding environment is strange and familiar, but he can smell a special feeling while he closes his eyes and breathes. , It was wild and brutal on the remote battlefield.

　　 Feng Siyu's palm was stiff, and there was a hint of coolness behind his back.

　　 I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

　　 should be an illusion.

She seemed to see several figures behind the Lord Wei Guan, which was a bit similar to the real ghosts and phantoms that survived after getting along for too long, just like those heroes with extremely powerful self-existence, they will leave their own on the objects. Like the branding, some people who have been with the heroes for a period of time will have similar scenes.

　　 The retention of the true spiritual breath is only a temporary and natural phenomenon.

　　 The master of Kewei Hall is obviously sleeping...

　　 However, along with Wei Yuan's controlling breath, these phantoms disappeared. It was really like an illusion. Wei Yuan let out a stale breath and turned his head and said, "I'll go up once, and I'll be back soon."

　　 "There is not much time left."

　　 "So I plan to fight quickly."

　　 Then he turned around and walked towards Gao Tianyuan while adjusting his breath.

Feng Siyu stared blankly, and quickly put the distracting thoughts behind her head. She lowered her head and looked at the recording pen in her hand. Her eyes lit up. A Shui was really powerful. Admiration appeared in the girl's heart—how she knew Wei so well. The owner.

　　 She opened the group, imported the recording, and said:

　　 "Boss A Shui, no problem."

　　 "Sure enough, the Master Wei Guan wakes up as long as he hears the sound."

　　? ? !

　　 The water ghost in the museum has a scalp and is about to stop it.

　　 Feng Siyu has already imported the voice.

　　He looked at the members of this group--Ehuang, Nvying, museum staff, Nvjiao, Tianshi, Weiyuan, Tiannv, and Wuzhiqi, Yuji.

　　 He turned his head stiffly.

　　 Seeing the girl in the museum curiously clicked on the voice.

　　 He saw the white and quiet girl's movements freeze.

　　 Sit quietly, motionless.

　　At this moment, the water ghost has no thoughts or thoughts in his heart, completely Buddhist.

　　 If he had a gun now, he thought he would point it directly at his temple.

　　 I can't die though.

In fact, this voice is just an accident. When he was delivering food to the goddess these days, he happened to see the girl talking to herself, as if he was planning to try to wake up the Master Weiguan, but he hadn't called for a few days. He also recorded it conveniently, and then handed it over to Feng Siyu.

　　 When I saw the girl's quiet eyes turn around.

　　 The water ghost nodded, and affirmed: "I understand."

　　 Put down the happiness water.

　　 snapped his fingers.

　　 Even if the Master Wei Guan was absent, he still did not avoid such a fate...

　　 He thought faintly.

　　 crossed himself out.

　　 Qingqiu Country——

　　 After Nujiao listened to the voice, she was able to guess that Wei Yuan's awakening should be a coincidence, but this did not hinder the next thing. The white-haired woman thoughtfully hooked the corner of her mouth and opened her phone.

　　 then found Jue’s account.

　　 private chat.

　　…………………………

　　 Takatenhara.

　　 Wei Yuan, who didn't know what happened, slowly stepped on.

And at this moment, after the young Taoist said that sentence, a fierce aura emerged, all with great hostility to force A Xuan, and even the mage from Wudu kept watching from the sidelines. manner.

　　 They are looking forward to the emergence of a battle.

　　 Anyway, someone else’s house catches fire, and they are happy to watch the excitement.

Facing the words spoken by a little Taoist priest of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the gods of Sakurajima couldn’t bear it. What's more, they are still live broadcast, so they looked at each other, stood up slowly, and each outlined the world of Sakurajima. As a result, dark clouds covered the sky, the thunder faintly ran, and the earthquake trembled. Looking down from Gaotianyuan, it seemed that the sea was bulging up, and waves were set off.

　　 This is the beginning of the tsunami and earthquake.

　　 Thunder, flames, tremors of the earth, violent winds, oppressive feelings.

　　 gave the goddess a deterrent that he didn't possess.

　　 The goddess said slowly: "What did you say?"

The little Taoist straightened his waist and didn't know how to say something cruel. Finally, he suffocated a sentence that is not unpredictable. The wooden sword in his hand was swiped and pointed to the front. Everyone laughed dumbly, but suddenly there was a horrible sword air that went straight down. The wooden sword of the little Taoist erupted in the direction.

　　 The whole Gao Tianyuan trembled.

Before the fight started, a sword with its scabbard was directly nailed through Gao Tianyuan’s throne. That sword was like an arrow that had passed through Gao Tianyuan once before, and the gray-robed wizards were very He turned his head to look with interest, and then the voice slowly disappeared like a duck pinched by the neck.

　　 With every step, Gao Tianyuan’s jade steps shattered and shattered.

A young man in black and red clothes came up and suppressed all the voices. As he walked, he said slowly: "Translate it into a vernacular for you. Probably, submit the application report, after the organization discusses and approves, the decision is made. Through the succession of the Lord God in the Imperial Palace of Heaven."

　　 Wei Yuan raised his hand and took the box from the stuttering little Taoist priest.

　　 directly thrown into the middle of Gao Tianyuan.

　　 Xu Yu rolled out the first level without looking at him.

　　 "The last time the lord of heaven is dead, I'm here to send him back."

　　 There was silence.

　　 Next to the goddess, the woman who was enveloped in the dark aura had a cold voice, and said, "Dull."

　　 "Disturbing Gao Tianyuan, take it."

　　 The gods violently rushed towards the front.

And the mountain monarch hiding in the dark sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, watching all this happen. When the woman who is shrouded in the yellowish breath reveals her true face, except for the gods, even the practitioners of the other forces, All change color in an instant.

　　Because the woman's face is distinct and beautiful, yet she reveals a sense of death and decay.

　　 Izanami.

In the myths and legends of Sakurajima, there is a goddess with extremely high reputation and power. It is the mother **** and the goddess of the filth of the yellow spring. In her legend, the highest proportion is no more than the food of the yellow spring. Can not return to the world, can only exist as a dead soul of Huangquan.

　　 Everyone's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

　　 The food here also changes in an instant, exuding the rotten texture unique to the country of yellow springs.

　　Everyone has eaten these foods.

　　 Mountain Lord silently overlooked this scene, there was no feeling or nostalgia in his amber pupils.

The monsters next to him were standing next to them with their heads down respectfully. Shanjun had no intention of becoming the master behind this **** system, and he didn't even care about what the place would end up with. After taking control of the **** system , And tried his best to control all the monsters, and even suffered heavy casualties.

　　 eventually murdered Yixana's fate.

　　 replaced Izanami with his head.

　　 Then deliberately held this meeting of Gao Tianyuan.

He wants to pull all the elites of these forces into the country of Huangquan, reincarnate into death, and then transform all these elites into his own ghosts, directly attract the gods of China, and then return to the identity of the representatives of China. Go to Shenzhou and plan for the next step.

　　 For a while, he swallowed his breath and pretended to be a disciple. In the long run, he could rot the foundation of the Divine State Human Race in order to see later.

Turning Gao Tian into the land of Huangquan, while escaping from him, he continues to attract masters from all major practice systems around the world with a ghost, and instigates wars. Only in this way can he get the most benefit and make nations fight against each other... …

　　 He has never really regarded this divine system as something worthy of attention.

　　 is a hole card and a treasure.

　　 The true value of treasures and cards lies in the moment they are obtained and the moment they are consumed.

　　 As for the so-called Shenzhou orthodoxy in Tianshifu.

　　 "I am a monster in the mountains."

　　 Yama-kun once and his subordinates whispered plainly: "What is human orthodoxy?"

　　 "Belongs to Shenzhou, not to people."

　　 "We are the great demon of China, not human servants."

Next to him are the great demons who were once recorded in the Crouching Tiger Order and the Celestial Master's dossier. They couldn't stay in Shenzhou until they escaped to such a far away place. Shenzhou is Shenzhou, and people are people. They are very clear at this moment. All of them stared coldly at everything that was about to happen below, using an entire **** system as the foundation for moving the world.

　　The purpose is to return to China one day and create a demon country.

　　 This is almost a qualitative mutation compared to those big monsters who only knew how to show off in the past.

　　 focuses on taking a country as a sacrifice, touching the general trend of the world, advancing and retreating, and defending.

　　 Those monsters sounded like an upsurge.

　　 A few words, ruthless, has settled a certain possibility of the world's extraordinary future trends.

As for the contemporary Crouching Tiger, when he walked to Gao Tianyuan, Shan Jun had already discovered it. At first he planned to stop the old opponent himself, but for some reason, the current Wei Yuan gave him a frightened feeling, so Silently ignored and chose to look on.

　　 Izanami's particularity, in this area of ​​Sakurajima, almost represents the pollution of the yellow spring itself.

Even if it started as Xushi’s eastward crossing, the death of countless creatures over the past two thousand years has allowed Huang Quan’s particularity to be improved, and his strength has become deeper, far from the original level, or as long as Civilization is still alive, as long as death has not been conquered, then death will continue to grow stronger.

　　 "Even Crouching Tiger cannot resist Huang Quan's power."

　　 Shanjun whispered: "But, at any rate, it paid a lot... Crouching tiger, this time you go to Huangquan to accompany the immortal goddess."

　　 "Want to come, a **** of death is enough to be your partner."

Below 　　, the Sakurajima gods swarmed towards Wei Yuan.

　　 is like a wave surging.

　　 Wei Yuan threw the scabbard to A Xuan next to him, and the iron eagle sword was unsheathed in his palm.

　　 The anger in his stomach finally found a place to vent the outbreak at this moment.

The iron sword is generous, the blade trembles, and it is violently torn away with the thick and tyrannical sword aura. It is the swordsmanship from the remote and wild battlefield. It is thick for five thousand years. Almost instantly, the aura of Senhan is directly slashed. Sky.

　　 The sound is like thunder.

　　 Blood spilled suddenly.

For a moment, the besieged man charged against him, with sword aura, simple and capable, rushed into the group of gods in Sakurajima, and set off a shower of blood. The remote gods, which had been both good and bad, could hardly stop this person for a time. .

　　Izanami, the goddess of Huangquan, appeared in front of Wei Yuan.

The impermanence of life and death, and the particularity of the **** of death, caused them to become stronger as long as civilization exists, life is born and then dies. Wei Yuan’s sword cut across the face of this goddess, and the face that at least looks beautiful is covered. Cut through the camouflage, revealing rotten bones.

　　 She is not afraid of the cultivation of the person in front of her.

　　 But the sharpness of the blade always made her feel a little uneasy.

　　 It's just that the other party seems to be showing a flaw.

　　 She didn't doubt, she pressed a palm to the center of Wei Yuan's eyebrows.

　　 Yellow springs, filth, and dreams that must die and sink.

　　 Yixana's beautiful life instantly eroded Wei Yuan's dreams, and then wanted to devour his soul.

　　 And at this time, a flat voice came from the ears of Yixina Meiming, but it was not to her, with a trace of helplessness: "Even I waited to use..."

　　 "I have learned it."

　　 The second voice is a bit gentle and generous.

　　 "You can use everything you can use, and use all you have to kill the enemy, that is the battle."

　　 "It's normal to find reinforcements."

　　 Izan's rotting face showed fear that only human beings have.

　　Dreamland.

　　 A figure calmly drinks tea, and five figures emerge.

　　 "I heard that the gods in the world also have the life and death of Huangquan, so that the souls can't look back."

　　 "Or, would you let me see?"

　　 The closed man spoke plainly.

　　 For the first time in two thousand years, the God of Yellow Spring, who has not known how many souls have swallowed the souls of the dead, escaped from his dream.

　　 directly cut off his supernatural power over 80%.

　　 Candle Jiuyin calmly put down the tea cup.

　　 The tea in the cup rippled, and the body of the God of Yellow Spring who was about to flee solidified.

Then, Wei Yuan’s original flaw was reversed and turned into the most tyrannical sword style. He slashed back sharply. Under the eyes of everyone, it represented that the most special **** of death was directly beheaded, and that charming and terrifying head flew up. The blood soared, and the brutal atmosphere of the killing stopped the gods.

　　 was silent for a while.

　　 Wei Yuan slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, golden eyes appeared in his pupils, his divinity exploded, and Xing Tian's voice sounded in his ears.

　　 drew out a sword, gaining momentum, and then severely chopped down.

Learning the moves taught by Xing Tian, ​​or perhaps the Huangdi Xuanyuan galloping on the wild to fight with the ancient soldiers, this fierce sword gathers all strength and smashes down with all its strength, tearing the majestic vitality and energy. All the divinity, this sword has almost reached the level that can be described as magnificent, reflected in the eyes of the gods, and the great monsters who fled from the Shenzhou are shocked, and they can't breathe under the pressure of this sword. Come.

　　 What level of power is this? !

　　 They suddenly looked at the mountain monarch who had made the plan for the demon kingdom nearby, and then their expressions slowly solidified.

　　 Yama-kun’s amber pupils almost changed and made vertical pupils.

　　 The body solidified, without a trace of breath leaking out.

　　 is like a cat trying to hide its body...

And that huge and magnificent sword light slashed down slowly and heavily. As Wei Yuan spit out the irritability and muddy air in his heart, it sounded like the clear and clear eagle sound in his memory, and the huge sword light directly hit Gao Tianyuan. It was originally just Planning to deter, but Wei Yuan did not expect that this Gao Tian had been faltered by the First Emperor with an arrow, and he had experienced the melee of the gods, and he could barely repair it, but it was only visible. At this moment, cracks had been broken.

　　 is accompanied by a tendency to burn like a flame.

　　 The clouds in the sky fell into the sea.

　　 is like a reenactment of two thousand years of scenes, amidst the roar of birds of prey, Gao Tianyuan smashed down heavily.

　　 The gods fled to the shore and flew into the void.

　　 Watching Gao Tianyuan completely submerged into the sea this time.

With a sword, Wei Yuan in the body went to Loukong, holding the sword in both hands, supporting his body, first stunned, then his eyes calmly watched Gao Tianyuan's fall—tracing the origin, the origin of the gods here They were all just the original divinity. If he didn't cut off that tree, there might be a demon **** here, but it was scattered into the gods.

　　 This **** system started with him and Xu Shi, and finally ended with him and Xu Shi.

　　 There are causes and effects, beginning and end.

　　 is like the countercurrent of fate and time, and the fall of Gao Tianyuan is like the second huge firework.

　　 Wei Yuan retracted his gaze, feeling bored suddenly in his heart, holding the sword and looking at the goddess, or Sakurajima, his voice calm:

　　 "Seven days later, at Dragon Tiger Mountain, Shenzhou bestowed the golden seal of the country of Wonu, cast with the imprint of Xu Cong's divinity."

　　 "No matter what the demon or ghost, you can receive it."

　　 "The recipient is the imperial middle of the heaven recognized by Longhushan."

　　 This sentence is true, not to say that it is unpredictable.

　　 The face of the goddess was pale.

　　 Shan-jun heard these words, his palms clenched suddenly, but he didn't say a word.

After this sentence was spread, all the gods on Sakurajima, even Hyakki and the monks had their thoughts solidified for an instant, and then there was a fierce flame light, which became fanatical. The extraordinary people who participated in the meeting knew this sentence. The weight of the words, the gray-robed mage whispered in his heart, after this day, I am afraid there will be no more gods like Gao Tianyuan.

　　 There is no God of Heaven and Huangquan.

　　 will again be the qualifications of the Lord God and generously spread to every practitioner of Sakurajima.

　　 With the custom of ‘getting down and going up’ on this piece of land, you can almost see how chaotic and divided the extraordinary situation will be in the future.

　　 With just such a sword and a word, the Sakurajima practice world is abolished.

　　 Wei Yuan put down his sword, turned his head, looked at the other participants who had been poisoned by the yellow spring, and asked:

　　 "I'm finished."

　　 "Do you have any opinions?"

　　The gray-robed wizards were startled.

　　 Then the corners of his mouth twitched, and he shook his head neatly.

It was a person, but it didn't seem to be a person. In the eyes of people in the extraordinary world, behind the gentle guy who had become a guest, five men stood neatly, carrying a sword, an axe, and entwining them. With the fire dragon, followed by the young man's movements, he looked at them neatly and uniformly, his face blank and his eyes faint.

　　 Everyone swallowed.

　　 Take a step back together.

　　 shook his head again.

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Such things are considered in the records of later generations ~www.NovelMTL.com~ to be the beginning of the decline and split of the Sakurajima **** system, with the fall of Takatenhara as the iconic node, and occupying this historical world in the post-transcendent era Wei Yuan, who was in a densely colored position, didn't know, when he finally vented his anger.

　　Nujiao successfully sent the news to Jue in the museum.

　　 "Soon it will be time for you and Yuan to meet for the first time. I remember it was about this time five thousand years ago..."

　　 The female Jiao's eyes are full of joy.

　　 slapped typing.

　　 Because this did not violate the agreement with Wei Yuan at all, she did not reveal the slightest bit of Wei Yuan’s secret plan, but because of this, she became more and more interesting. After thinking about it, she typed the next two lines of text——

　　 "Aren't you going to prepare gifts or something?"

　　 "As a friend."

　　PS: Update 2 in 1 today...

　　 I originally planned to write in the same style as before, but after thinking about it, I changed it a bit and finished it in one breath.

　　 Today, I was cut off by the lock of the door lock and the place above my wrist under my thumb. The pain was terribly painful, and I felt it was absolutely terrible. Nima closed the door for refreshment

　　 It’s so stupid, so stupid that I think it’s so stupid (cover my face)

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