Museum of Demons

The sword was fierce, with almost full strength and absolute murderous intent, almost torn open Kaiming's heart and half of his body, but almost at the same time, Wei Yuan's eyebrows stabbed to the extreme, and Kaiming's palm suddenly returned. cut.

The enlightened black pupils are restrained, the previous anxiety has turned into a mist that lures the enemy, and the inside is cold.

Jianguang is like the arrogance of overlooking all things in the world from above the nine heavens.

It is the three thousand li Jade Dragon Snow Mang, the scenery of Kunlun.

At the cost of being almost pierced through his heart, with an incredible sword move, he forced back the Buzhou Mountain God and Wei Yuan, the young man in white robes stained with blood, and still wanted to straighten his body, but in the end, the heart was cut to the gods. It was impossible to ignore, his body staggered, his sword sharply leaned on the ground, and a pair of black purplish pupils stared at Wei Yuan and Buzhou Mountain God in front of him.

The black hair is scattered and scattered, but the energy is especially vast and intense.

The sharpness and strength that belong to the swordsman alone, the sword is not easy to break, and it is not unique to the human race.

seems to want to say something. .

A mouth, golden blood spurted out.

In the third of the nine enlightened poems, the Qi machine almost collapsed.

Wei Yuan was panting rapidly, and the thunder and fire intertwined his body, turning it into an armor-like defense, and even the sword in his hand was a condensed thunder and fire. Buzhou Shanshen once said that if he reached the limit of the future, he could reach the level of indestructibility, but But not now.

In fact, he has now reached the limit of his body and spirit.

But under the limit, with the blessing of Lei Tian Da Zhuang's hexagram, the sneak attack from the back actually only severely damaged the enlightenment, the top ten peaks... Wei Yuan held the sword of thunder and fire with five fingers, and his black pupils locked the enemy in front, deeply. Taking a breath, the qi machine collided in my heart, turning into the qi machine of thunder and flames.

Buzhou Shanshen turned to his side, his arms crossed, and stopped in front of Chang Xi.

Just being enlightened is to forcibly exchange death for death, even if it represents the side of the enlightened swordsman, his scheming is still hidden in the depths of his heart, Buzhou Shanshen's mouth twitched, the old man hates these slippery things the most. Yes, but why did Mao only wake up and meet such an opponent?

"Sword move... what's it called?"

The first sentence of the enlightened beast was to ask about the sword.

Wei Yuan exhaled: "The first sword, the hometown."

"Second sword..."

His voice paused: "Old man."

"Old man, hometown..."

The young man in white murmured a few times and laughed freely: "The old man returns to his hometown, and his life will end in Chang'an."

"Good swordsmanship, but with this swordsmanship, it doesn't seem to be able to keep me."

After all, the top ten is the top ten. Even if it is a split, it represents the absolute crushing of the other levels. Even if it is between the top ten, it is only possible to separate the top and bottom in special environments and special combat areas, but it is absolutely difficult to stay. opponent's life.

Emperor Wa Fuxi teamed up to overpower Di Jun, but he couldn't keep him.

"Yuan..., no, Wei Yuan."

Kai Ming raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:

"I approve of you."

"As my opponent."

With the sword in his palm raised and stabbed, his energy swelled, as if he had transformed all things in the world. Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, his expression stunned. These two swords were his hometown and old friend, but there were other changes faintly, so he discarded them. Humanity is vast, in exchange for Shinto grandeur.

No longer a person who walks alone through the years.

It is the **** who overlooks the changes of all things.

The swordsmanship changes, and the charm is long.

"Good swordsmanship."

The open-minded, who was obviously seriously injured, recognized it freely, and then raised the handle in his palm that looked like a vast snowy field. It was inlaid with gems, but its sharp edge was especially that of Ling Lie's famous sword. Give your sword back, look at it, this sword is called Kunlun!"

With a flick of the wrist, the sword's edge was sharp, and a sharp ray of cold light was born from the edge of the sword's edge, and then it became more and more magnificent, as if three thousand miles of jade dragon and snow, coming from the vastness, not to accommodate Kunlun under my sword, but to use me. The sword edge evolved from Kunlun.

My sword is Kunlun.

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, this sword was really just a derivation, and he showed the many changes in it in front of him. As a swordsman at the peak of the world, this sword move, which represents the gods' sitting and watching the ten directions, is almost instantaneous. Imprinted in his heart, he can make moves at will.

At this time, the enlightened figure swept back instantly.

Taking advantage of Wei Yuan's uncontrollable loss of mind, he left in an instant.

Mountain God Buzhou sighed, he could indeed catch up, but there are still people here who need his care, and he is too afraid of that enlightenment, that kid is like a hedgehog ball covered with thorns, always It feels like a thorn in one hand.

The old mountain **** protects Wei Yuan.

In just a few short breaths, the sword marks dissipated. Chang Xi tried his best to see something, but he only saw the sword light that disappeared like a flying rainbow. Apart from being amazed, there was no gain.

Wei Yuan raised his head, looked at the direction Kaiming was going away, and twitched at the corners of his mouth:

"He's running."

"His death is very heavy..."

"That's why you don't want to be entangled, do you?"

"Death?" Buzhou Mountain God was puzzled.

"Well... it's getting heavier and heavier." Wei Yuan replied, the help left by the master has not completely dissipated, so this reckless man actually has some means of divination, but in fact many people do not know that the one who wrote "Said Gua" answers the old man of Zhou Yi, and his realm has reached the level of reversing the innate gossip and changing the number.

Counting whoever goes is in order.

Those who know that come are the opposite.

Those who go are the past, those who come are the future, go against the innate gossip, and sit and watch the past and the future.

Buzhou Shanshen looked at Wei Yuan's situation in the past, stretched out his palm and squeezed the left and the right, first his face was overjoyed, and then a trace of regret appeared: "It's a pity, it's a pity, if you are there If you stay in there for a while, the foundation will be deeper."

Wei Yuan thought of the last sword he handed out, and said, "Maybe..."

"But, I also got something more important."

His body swayed, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his breath was also sluggish. Buzhou Shanshen supported him and planned to take him directly to recuperate. Now it is equivalent to having just been trained from the most violent land of the sun, and is in the weakest state. state, but Wei Yuan broke free of the old man.

He staggered to the edge of the pool of thunder and fire, looked at the violent flames, and jumped down without hesitation.

Buzhou Mountain God: "??!"

"Fox cub, what are you doing?!"

Wei Yuan didn't answer, the current thunder and fire energy could no longer kill him, until he felt oppressed at a deep level, and the wounds left by the training in the body were oppressed again, not to mention, now there is no taiyin to pure The qi protects the body, but he doesn't care, and goes down to the deepest part.

He stretched out his hand and frantically moved those thunder and fire crystals, and there were ferocious injuries on his hand.

Until he saw the Chang'an sword that was put down, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it violently.

Chilling voice.

Even in this land of thunder and fire, Wei Yuan's palm was still scalded by the incomparably hot temperature, but he gritted his teeth and pulled out the Chang'an sword with all his strength, and then went up again from here, he has just completed the most dangerous Trial, and then forcibly confront one of the top ten peaks.

Then enter the dangerous place again.

Even after going through this hardship and gradually starting to reinvent itself, this is a long journey, laying the foundation, not overnight, like the most basic body training, but also must be slowly polished, not to mention the more realm The more advanced you need to be cautious.

The second time over the Thunder Fire was easier than the first time, but this time it was no longer helpful.

Wei Yuan raised his head, and at the last moment, the imprint of the immortal flower suddenly appeared in his heart. It seemed that the last immortal flower's power was turned into quiet eyes under the inspiration of this boundless Yang Zhigang Qi. The appearance of a goddess with a beautiful face seemed to be above, reaching out to him.

No sadness and no joy, she was the goddess who picked the immortal flower back then.

The knight grinned.

Jue...

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the palm of Jue, who was transformed into by the last qi of the undead flower.

It was like capturing the girl who plucked the undead flowers back then.

Then, the wrist exerted force, instead of accepting the last Qi Qi of the undead flower, but reached out and held it, grabbed the undead flower, and pulled it violently, the girl who turned into pure Qi Qi was pulled towards him, and the swordsman in the thunder fire held it with one hand Sword, hugging the girl with one hand, the breath of the immortal flower dissipated.

Then he rose up his strength and broke through the abyss of thunder and fire.

The Buzhou Mountain God over there was staring at the place where the thunder and flames were surging. He saw the thunder and flames staggered apart. With a bang, a body appeared, and then he almost struggled to climb up, supporting the edge with his shoulders and elbows. , turn over.

As soon as he came up, he passed out completely because of the pressure and the previous loss of energy.

The old man was amazed and covered his body with clothes. Seeing that even if he was unconscious, he was holding a sword that was almost melted to the point where he couldn't see its original appearance. Shanshen Buzhou was stunned and saw Wei Yuan's In his left hand, he was holding an unusual flower that had lost its miraculousness.

Holding the sword in one hand and protecting the flower in the other, even if he is unconscious, his brows are furrowed and he refuses to let go.

Buzhou Mountain God stretched out his hand and touched it, his fingers seemed to be cast iron.

"It's also difficult for the little guy."

The old man sighed, picked him up, and took Chang Xi away from this place quickly.

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The footsteps are swift, and the light is concealed, just in case it is detected.

The head of the enlightened sword was covering his chest, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth at an extremely fast speed. He wanted to stay away from here.

Although he is not the one who is enlightened to sit and see the ten directions, he is somewhat talented in strategy. Like a sharp sword, he does not leave the slightest bit of life for others and himself. Freed from the mortal realm.

After calculating all the people, seeing through the world, but missing the people's heart...

He stretched out his hand and pressed his heart, and the wound left by the sword mark could not be recovered.

There is another thing that is similar to the concept of myth attached to the sword marks.

Even if it is the body of a god, UU reading www. uukanshu.com The body of the years, but it can't be recovered, or the recovery speed is so slow that it seems to be a mortal body.

"Oh... Yanhuang..."

"Next time we meet, there will be something in return."

Kai Ming coughed out a mouthful of blood again, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

He seemed to have a feeling, raised his head, and saw the stars in the sky, and the strange thing was that no matter how fast he was, the position of the stars relative to him was actually the same, as if his destiny was changed. And the space of years, all locked, are all mortal astrology.

The head of the enlightened sword retracted his gaze, raised his head, and his black purplish demon eyes looked forward.

A man in dark gold uniform stood in front, with black hair like ink and a ponytail tied with gold threads.

Indifferent eyes, handsome face.

The single combat power of the Age of Gods is the first.

Di Jun.

Status - full bloom, ontology.

Enlightenment, stop.

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Well, take a closer look, what the old mountain master said in front of him is not bad, it's the limit of his future.

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