Museum of Demons

The latest website: The Great Wilderness is extremely vast, far beyond the human world. There are often beasts roaring in the sky, and there are also gods in the four fields. It's like falling into endless purgatory.

In such a wilderness, there are also caravans trudging hard. . .

The Great Wilderness is condensed with the power of the wind, and the wind duct spanning thousands of miles in an instant is not something that people of ordinary races can use. Just the three to ten French coins needed to open the wind duct will make them unable to take it out.

You must know that a sword with a famous mountain of gold and jade, carved with spiritual patterns, and can be used for 30 to 50 years, is only at this price, and a house with a courtyard in a big city has more than 80 seals to 100. Between twenty, how could these ordinary human caravans have such financial resources?

By selling local specialties between different cities, settlements, and even tribes with **** blood, a small price difference is earned, and about 60% of these price differences need to be exploited by gods and other powerful races layer by layer.

The convoy stopped.

Wearing the clothes of the Great Wilderness Human Race, the short hair is sharp, the man with gentle eyebrows raised the clay pot and took a sip of water. Naturally, the water with the aura of water is extremely thirst-quenching. Moreover, such water itself will nourish the human body and make it stronger. With a better physique, many diseases in the world will not happen here at all.

Even the life expectancy will be extended by five to ten years.

"Uncle Bai, do you still want to drink, or do you want to drink soup later?"

A boy named Yishi asked with a smile.

This is a potter.

Well, the potter of the Great Wilderness was originally a craftsman of the Republic of Mao. It seems that the lord of the Republic of Mao, Yi Riyue, was killed on the spot on his birthday, and the Republic of Mao was annexed by the surrounding human kingdoms. This boy brought his parents Living in his hometown, he joined the caravan by chance.

He learned the craft of making porcelain with spiritual materials developed in other countries.

Of course, still willing to learn pottery.

It seems to be because a white-haired swordsman once said to him that pottery was born for life, and popular because of its cheapness. Really for everyone.

His pottery skills were taught by the white-haired swordsman during the Maoist period.

Bai Qi replied, "No need."

After the boy Yishi nodded, he rode a rhinoceros beast to catch up with the person in front.

Bai Qi also rides a strange beast under his crotch.

Excellent mounts, which were extremely lacking in ancient China, are too common in the Great Wilderness, and the commonness is the cause. Even so, both endurance and explosive power are quite outstanding, and the alien beasts that can use three types of spell abilities are priced at the same price. Very cheap.

After all, it was impossible to make it use spell-like abilities together, lack of training, and disobedience to discipline.

Second, there are many extraordinary ways of cultivation in Dahuang, so the magical ability of alien beasts that is not subject to discipline is naturally not valued, but in Bai Qi's eyes, this seems to represent another development direction of Daqin Tieqi.

Daqin's arrow formation seems to have been unable to keep up with this era.

And the supply with Shenzhou is a very difficult thing.

Of course, such an easy-to-obtain situation is still due to the spread of the "Shan Hai Jing", which led to a group of alien beasts being eaten and the number dropped. Otherwise, this means of transportation would be more expensive than what Bai Qi imagined. Cheap.

And eat it...

Ruthless things!

Such alien beasts, whether they are used for combat, or simply alien beasts rushing cavalry.

All are excellent choices.

actually eat? !

Bai Qi made a subconscious decision.

Not sure which wasteful guy made the recipe.

………………

"Uncle Bai, what you want is here."

Yishi placed the wine in the space utensils outside, and shouted loudly, "Haoyue City is in front, Uncle Bai, won't you come with us?"

Bai Qi shook his head, so the young man who aspired to be a potter turned his head three times, and was quite reluctant to this Uncle Bai, who had come to teach him martial arts for a few days, but in the end he was still called by the caravan leader. , urging the mount that can control the thunder to run in the direction of the caravan.

Bai Qi turned his head, and it seemed that he could still hear the questioning voice from the Taoist spirit.

If he was still there, he would probably ask to teach Daqin Heibingtai Iron Eagle Sword Art.

Is it a violation of the laws of Daqin?

Wu Anjun recalled that among the 70,000 true spirits, the original true cultivator of Longhu Mountain, who existed to assist him, once fought with Jiaolong in the Qiantang River before his death, and his foundation was broken. , a single sword and a battle with hundreds of cavalry, and finally solved at the village entrance.

Wu Anjun held the wine and whispered:

"You said that your gift basket was sent to Longhu Mountain by the children in that village."

"And that child has also become the next generation's Celestial Master."

"Daomen say, people die for death, and hearts die for forgetfulness. If I die in battle, my Great Qin's Iron Eagle Sword will be lost and forgotten by the world, isn't it also dead? On the contrary, these things, as long as there is no To be forgotten, then, is like always alive."

He took out a black waist card with the name of the true spirit on it.

Place lightly on the ground.

And now, there is a hideous crack on the weapon talisman made by this ghost wood.

He converged the ghost soldiers, turned them into zero, 70,000 true spirits, destroyed 500,000, and 30% died in battle, and the number of gods who were transformed by Taoist true cultivation was even more. Death is a complete loss of soul, and there is no trace left in this world.

Born in China, died in the Great Wilderness.

You only get one chance.

does it worth?

Those true spirits who are not afraid of death to the point of being dissipated have already given the answer.

Bai Qi closed his eyes, and after a long time, opened his eyes, his dark pupils did not ripple, he spilled the jar of freshly brewed spirits on the ground, and the spirit-breeding liquor infected those disintegrating military talismans. The black pupils are deep and deep, and in the end, they chose to burn these talismans according to what they should do.

And sacrifice the deceased with new wine.

The spirits spilled into the flames, and their momentum was magnificent.

Lord Wu An is like the most cruel and ruthless commander in the world. After slaughtering the enemy, the warriors who belonged to him in the end cannot return to their homeland. In order to prevent them from being discovered, even the yin symbols of the past and their ideals must be burned. do.

He spent time putting down all the waist cards representing the participants.

Then he raised Qin Jian.

He asked Yi Shi, and the reason for the caravan to leave early, in the northwest. There, a tall, strong man stood calmly, waiting for Bai Qi to complete his movements, and the moment Bai Qi got up, violent Make a move to resonate with the hidden heroic army formation.

A huge war gun smashed through the sky and fell.

But was smashed by a punch.

In other words, when the attack hit this person, it was shattered by the shock.

The man with short black hair and strong face stretched out his hand:

"The Great Wilderness, Shiyi."

"Come and ask a question."

He stepped forward slowly, with a violent murderous intent that even Wei Yuan had never seen before, as if the heaven and the earth were falling down. Because of such a terrifying momentum, the Great Qin armor on Wu Anjun even appeared one after another cracks, and the truly angry Shi Yi approached step by step. , in a low voice:

"Why, after winning, you have to kill all 500,000 monks?!"

"Why do you want to make this killing decision that even your own side has to pay a terrible price?!"

"Could it be that you are someone who enjoys killing?"

Under the terrifying oppression of the dumping of heaven and earth.

Wu Anjun's body was stiff and he had no resistance, but his strong will made his body straight, and his right hand was lifted little by little, his face was calm, and every inch he moved, his bones crackled. The crisp sound, but in the end that generous hand grasped the hilt of Qin Jian's sword, just like in the past.

As a result, the vast killing energy belonging to people surged.

The sky sends murderous intentions, moves the stars and changes places,

The ground launched a murderous intention, and the dragon and snake landed.

Murderer...  

The guardian from the northwest corner of the Great Desolation, the peak powerhouse of the God Age who even Fuxi could not break the defense, came from the northwest of Shenzhou, west of Hangu, the invincible God of War Bai Qi, seven hundred miles away from Haoyue City, met. .

………………

pat.

The spiritual materials that belong to the connection between the mountains and the gods are placed in the main position.

Because this is the Great Wilderness, it is not a wise thing to rashly connect to the Nine Serenities of the Kunlun One Realm in the Great Wilderness. Therefore, when Wei Yuan sought Zhu Jiuyin's help, he shrewdly chose another identity of Zhu Jiuyin' The God of Zhongshan'.

As for sacrificial things.

In Chang Xi's expression looking at the idiot.

Wei Yuan very neatly made a wild version of Longjing shrimp.

In terms of tea, because the old man of Shennong also created tea in that era, the Great Wilderness and the Mountains and Seas, after five thousand years of development, there are also various styles and flavors of tea. In the Great Wilderness, it is characterized as an ordinary beast, but it is actually a monster in the realm of breathing.

Like a forearm-sized shrimp, the pliers have the power to sever a thick wooden stick or bone in the wrist with one blow, and the shell on the body is enough to resist long-range shooting from small-caliber pistols. Of course, if it is said that the talisman is depicted on the bullet, this thing Not too strong.

After all, brine tofu, one thing degrades one thing.

This hideous-looking shrimp is also a shrimp in the hands of the owner of the guard house.

Just do it neatly.

Chang Xi widened his beautiful eyes: "That's it?"

The owner of the pavilion is full of confidence:

"Of course!"

Chang Xi sneered: "Such specifications and rituals are completely inconsistent, and no gods will respond to your call..."

"That's different."

Wei Yuan said: "We have a good relationship!"

"……perhaps."

Wei Yuan thought of his past when he punched Zhu Jiuyin in the left eye, and he was inexplicably lacking in confidence, but he still used the magic seal quite seriously, and whispered in his heart: "Zhu Jiuyin..."

Chang Xiruo watched curiously.

Wei Yuan's tone paused, because he really didn't know what to say. Generally speaking, it should be to praise the so-and-so God, or in other words, to pray for blessings from the so-and-so god, such as the little phoenix Feng Siyu, but this is to Zhu Jiu. Yin, it always feels weird.

After Wei Yuan pondered, he clapped his hands, opened his eyes, and shouted, "It's time for dinner!"

Chang Xi: "??!"

There was silence.

no effect?

Wei Yuan hesitated, while Chang Xi showed a mocking and contemptuous sneer, because she could only do this now, Wei Yuan thought for a while, and said, "Probably the meal was not cooked well... If one meal is not enough, three pause."

"Go do more."

Chang Xi really wanted to laugh at that guy and tell him that this ritual was wrong from head to toe, but she didn't want to say it, just wanted to see a joke, Wei Yuan turned around to cook, pointed at Chang Xi, and said: "Don't steal it."

The Moon Palace Empress was dismissive.

But I don't know if it's the magic power of this sentence. It's like in the northeast of China, telling you not to lick the iron railings with your tongue, but it will lead to an increase in the number of people licking the iron railings. Chang Xi suddenly felt the taste of this meal. Light, yet seductive, with a twitch of the index finger.

Silently took out the chopsticks, stared at Wei Yuan with a pair of eyes, and dropped the chopsticks.

click.

Chopsticks collide with chopsticks.

scare? ! !

Chang Xi was unprepared, and was suddenly startled and made a sound, and Wei Yuan also sensed the movement. The cook turned around and walked over and killed with a kitchen knife, but saw the concubine Chang Xi was shocked and speechless, and there was a void at the altar. Ying was a tall, slender, beautiful woman in Tsing Yi.

"Stretch out your chopsticks to pick up the Longjing shrimp."

"Who are you?!"

The cook said angrily ~www.NovelMTL.com~ me? "

The black-haired, picturesque woman in Tsing Yi licked her red lips: "Didn't you call me here?"

"What I'm looking for is..." Wei Yuan's voice paused.

The woman in Tsing Yi phantom pointed to herself with a beautiful smile:

"God of Zhongshan, Lord of Chishui, offer."

"You can also call me... Zhu Jiuyin."

cook:"??!"

There are those who have Zhongshan, there are women who wear Tsing Yi, and they are called Chishui Women's Xian—

"The Great Wilderness of the North"

ps: Today’s first update…………

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