Museum of Demons

Going to the banquet alone.

In the eyes that suddenly closed, Wei Yuan calmly looked at the Son of the Heavenly Emperor, the last Golden Crow, the young man in golden clothes got up, and a pair of pupils stared at Wei Yuan: "...You will come."

"Of course I will come."

Jin Wu was noncommittal, looked at the honorable imperial concubine Chang Xi, and said:

"Although this sentence is not so appropriate for me to say, but."

"Human, you shouldn't have come."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Is this dialogue too familiar?

He said strangely, "But I'm still here?"

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, and Jin Wu, who was wearing a fancy dress, beckoned, and Dayi, who was bound by chains, was brought up. Two days ago, Heng'e sat in front of the wooden house for a day, and then left. There are eleven lunar stars, only Heng'e is absent.

Wei Yuan saw Dayi, and saw that he was still a familiar face, but compared to the elusiveness of the battle spirit in the past, he now had a real sense of brokenness. Even if there were cracks, at least it really existed in this The spirit of the world.

Wei Yuan nodded. .

Chang Xi said calmly: "Then, Human Race, you and I are clear."

She said in a soft voice, "See you next time, it will be the enemy swordsman."

Wei Yuan said: "Next time I have a chance, I will make up for the spare ribs for you."

The imperial concubine Chang Xi thought of the snacks that were fed to the wild dogs on the roadside, her face condensed, she raised her head slightly, snorted coldly, and immediately stepped forward, the cover on her body dissipated, and she regained her peerless appearance, the unparalleled cold **** in the world. , as if the moon had fallen on the ground.

Many gods saluted in unison.

Eleven lunar stars crowded down, the soaring imperial concubine looked back, and saw a human race in ordinary clothes standing on the ground, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, as if sending off a friend. It was like a dream.

Wei Yuan looked at the Golden Crow.

The latter looked indifferent and pulled out a short knife with his backhand.

With a crisp sound, he slashed sharply, and the chains that bound Dayi broke inch by inch.

Then he pressed his palm on Dayi's back and exerted force, pushing Dayi towards Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan instantly turned into an afterimage and swept towards Dayi, carrying the weak true spirit behind him, and under his feet Confucianism said hexagrams Change, move with the trend, and swept back instantly at an incredible speed.

Dayi's voice sounded in Wei Yuan's ear: "Quick retreat!"

Wei Yuan had no plans to stay here, so of course he immediately retreated.

A feeling of boundless heat instantly emerged.

Between heaven and earth, there is no dark place at all, the grandeur of ten days, the calamity of the world, the violent force that once triggered a huge disaster, is now a realm of freedom.

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank.

Ten days turned sky!

"The Great Wilderness still lacks a cook and a historian."

The young man in brocade clothes carried his left hand behind his back, and the five fingers of his right hand clasped together, and the tenth day turned into the sky. Immediately, the nine-star Lianzhu turned into a long spear, and the last round of the big day turned into a long spear and spear tip, so this power that broke calamity into disaster. It is held in the palm of the hand, and the voice is indifferent—

"Why don't you stay?"

"No need, the people I really want to cook for them are not in the Great Wilderness."

"The cook is also a picky eater."

Wei Yuan laughed freely, raised his hand and clasped it with five fingers. In the sky, a violent thunder burst.

The dark cloud full of oppression was instantly pressed down, like the thunder of a silver dragon running away, and finally Wei Yuan's eyes flashed with purple electricity. He stepped lightly on his feet, and rolled up his sleeves. At the edge, the most dignified and upright aura emerged, and the thunder light was entangled. , the speed suddenly skyrocketed.

Ten days turned into the sky, dark clouds covered the world, and the sky was filled with the power of God. Above the earth, mortals running around with thunder and lightning, even the gods lost their minds for a while, as if they had returned to that distant time, the one that belonged to heroes and legends. era.

Jin Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stabbed with a sharp shot.

Ten days turned into the sky, shot through the sky!

Wei Yuan turned around in the air, quenched by lightning and fire, turned into a long sword, and then stabbed with a sharp sword.

The deceased returned to his hometown, left Kunlun and entered Chang'an.

The limit of God's spear technique.

The pinnacle of human swordsmanship.

It was as if the roaring thunder sound of the whole world and the tyranny of the big sun volleyed together in an instant. There was a roar in the ears of the gods, and a flower flashed before their eyes. The light of the thunder and the light of the big sun made them lose their vision for a while. A vast piece.

The mind was taken away by it, and it was only after a long time that it gradually recovered. There was a huge void on the ground that could almost bury a city. Above the charred rock crystal, the thunder light was entangled in itself, and the gods only felt that their hearts were beating wildly, Dry tongue.

Raising his head, he saw the Great Desolate Young Monarch standing with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, the vision of the tenth volley in the sky subsided, a flash of thunder dashed away, and instantly went away, the human race laughed loudly:

"One shot today will get you a lot."

"See you later, and I will return what you asked for."

"Farewell!"

When the divine guard was about to step forward, Jin Wu raised his right hand and stopped the monks, his tone was cold, and said, "No need, they will always want to leave the Great Wilderness. When that time comes, you can deploy troops and horses at the checkpoints and fissures... "

"He was also injured, and the injury was not minor."

The **** general respectfully complied with his promise, but he didn't notice the turbulent wind and thunder hidden in that word.

Gu Jin Wu looked at the distant Thunder and narrowed his eyes.

Looking back, I looked at the old wooden house.

In fact, in a situation like today's somewhat ambitious, let the other party go to a banquet alone and deliberately enter a dangerous place, whether it is with killing intent, or is it intending to prove to that man and Dayi that a fool like him is just A world-wide accident.

Although you are worthy of the human race and the common people, there will be no second such person.

The turbid black and white in the world are not so clear.

Even after 5,000 years, he has become a real young master of the Great Wilderness. He is calm and dignified, and his joy and anger are indistinguishable, but there is still a child in his heart who asks ignorantly, why did you choose the common people at that time? Instead of choosing to help us.

why?

Isn't helping one's relatives also a moral respected by human beings?

Maybe I can understand it intellectually, but the child in my heart always exists.

When you are the only one in the world who chooses that kind of thing, that kind of thing looks wrong to the rest of the world, the sun is the brightest place, but looking directly at the sun will only bring eternal darkness, but this way The idea that Dayi must be proven wrong is too childish...

The young master of the Great Wilderness was silent, and only when he returned to his palace, did he let out a sigh of turbidity.

Raised his hand, clenched his fingers tightly, and saw a sword mark in his palm.

The golden blood was left behind, but with his divine body, he could not heal, just like a mortal, because he just didn't want to lose his demeanor in front of his subordinates, so he forcibly held it up, but the sudden exposure at this moment caused a lot of blood to spill, and the injury It's not heavy, just because the amount of bleeding looks shocking.

It made the maids and close officials of the palace panic for a while.

"...is a mythological concept that has never been seen before."

"The lethality is moderate, but it is extremely difficult to heal."

The Golden Crow swallowed several pills, but it was difficult to speed up the healing. Even the pills condensed by the medicine of immortality were the same, which could not speed up the recovery. , With the blessing of the power branch over time, this injury slowly began to heal.

He calmly expressed his feelings:

"Ignoring divine power, ignoring body, ignoring mythological concepts."

"And time can detoxify this poison."

"Only years can solve this poison."

"Once the opponent is not good at the way of time, he will be dragged to death."

"A new mythological concept..."

The officials of the generation of gods serving next to him were shocked, Jin Wu said: "Since it is a newly born mythical concept, then the Great Wilderness should be recorded. Whether it is enemy or ally, those who can take this step are all outstanding people who have walked on a certain path. It should be preserved. In the book, future generations will respect it."

The divine official said subconsciously: "But, that's the human race, it's ours..."

Jin Wu interrupted his objection, his tone was calm, and of course:

"As time goes by, countless outstanding people appear and disappear, and the world is vast. If we don't do such a thing, who else will do it?"

"If we don't record, who else is qualified to record?"

"Yes."

"However, Shaojun, why should such mythological concepts be recorded?"

Dahuang Shaojun changed into a jade-white uniform with delicate cloud patterns on it, black hair like ink, falling on his shoulders, a jade belt around his waist, a tassel hanging down, pondering for a while, pushed the door out, and said calmly:

"The mythological concept of the Yan and Huang lineages."

"His name, Qianqiu."

"This heart and this ambition, although the years have passed, the future will not be easy."

"Yes……"

But when he walked out of the palace and planned to visit the emperor's concubine Chang Xi, a figure suddenly rushed outside, led by the guards, his face panicked, and he was wearing armor, but there appeared on the armor with the obvious style of the gods. After a series of savage cracks~www.NovelMTL.com~ it seems to have been smashed by some kind of blunt weapon with incomparable brute force...

No, it was more like being wiped by that kind of brute force, and it was already so embarrassing.

But, what kind of blunt weapon can have such a terrifying oppressive force?

Jin Wu said, "You are... Si Tong of the Si You clan, why are you here?"

"I remember, aren't you stationed in a rift in my great wasteland?"

The **** general obviously did not expect that the young master would remember his name, so he was slightly startled, and then immediately leaned over to salute, his face pale and fearful, and said, "It is exactly this matter, you must report it to the young master!"

"That fissure that leads to the world... that fissure..."

"Something went wrong. Some criminals broke through the blockade. He was alone and broke the formation of 30,000 Heavenly Soldiers..."

"Who?!!"

The **** will raise his head with fear in his eyes:

"Huaishui is a disaster for you..."

"No Zhiqi."

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