Museum of Demons

Supporting the sky and the ground, and then smashing the sky and the earth, let the majestic force crush it down heavily and forcefully. This is Wei Yuan's unique magical power. In this small world, for some reason, the Chang'an sword cannot appear, and it is simply condensed with sword energy. Although his sword was still strong enough, it was a little weaker after all.

The hand that turned the mountain fell, and the person who was suspected of being a fake Fuxi did not expect this move.

His complexion changed suddenly, his arms were intertwined, and he was smashed on the arm by this move. With two clicks, his arm bones were almost interrupted. The moves that never existed in this era were not expected.

Almost in a few tricks, Wei Yuan's palm clasped the man's iron armored mask.

"Don't think about it..."

It's Shan Zelei's fire again.

I want to break free from Wei Yuan's palm and prevent him from seeing his true face.

However, he found that the white-haired Taoist in front of him was like an unpredictable prophet, and his moves were unpredictable. He made a corresponding response one step ahead of time, and forcibly changed his moves again, but it was still the same. Zhuanxu over there finally settled down and looked up to see that. The man in black and iron armor has magnificent moves and innate circulation.

And the white-haired Taoist turned out to be only one-handed against the enemy, which was often beyond his expectations.

He looked elegant and calm, yet forced the other party's innate gossip technique to be jerky and difficult to move.

Suddenly, the right hand was suddenly opened, the sleeve robe was swept away, and the majestic suction of the universe exploded in the sleeve, pulling the unprepared opponent forward.

With the strength to support the sky and the ground, he clasped the opponent's head and slammed it down.

Right foot forward.

Thirty-six Heavenly Astral Supernatural Powers Point to the ground into steel.

The hardness of this steel is related to his own way of doing things. At this moment, Wei Yuan’s envoy is probably comparable to the hardness of those divine soldiers in the myth. The combined effect of this move can be considered as the Buddha’s golden body directly opened in the myth. Then he smirked and used Wuzhishan to hold a certain guy's head and smashed it down on Sun Wukong's wishful golden hoop.

fuckyou, do you understand? Do not understand!

Named Foke You, the so-called physical transcendence.

Zen's head-to-head drink.

He smashed the man into the ground with a heavy blow, as if to crush his head with one blow.

The power of the eight innate mythological concepts exploded in an instant.

Zhuanxu might as well for a moment, he didn't expect that the daoist who just painted elegantly turned his hand to be this violent and reckless man's outrageous move. The Taoist has already stepped forward.

He had a wide robe and wide sleeves, his palms were white, and he was wearing a mask that was bleeding continuously.

Zhuanxu was dumbfounded: "This, this is..."

Wei Yuan replied: "I was run away, the combination of the innate gossip technique and the escape technique."

"Huh? Blood on the mask?"

"Pindao just did some tricks on the ground."

In fact, when Wei Yuan just pointed the ground into steel, he made a cone directly on the ground and rushed to the idea of ​​​​opening a hole in the head of the opposite side, because the communication with Houtu is related to the earth type. At the time of supernatural powers, Wei Yuan's attainments were already unparalleled in the world.

"...Your Excellency, the strength is very strong."

The Taoist looked at the thing in his hand and said, "It's just familiar."

The authentic Fuxi have beaten each other more than once.

Are you afraid that you are a fake?

Tsk, how is it as slippery as the real Fuxi?

"...I'm still dragging you down. Otherwise, you should be able to catch up." Zhuanxu's face showed apology. Judging from the fight just now, with Wei Yuan's strength, he directly took down the opponent without telling the truth, at least To be able to get greater results, it is not so.

"You can't be swayed away from the mountain."

"Their target is you, and Gonggong..."

"Gonggong?!" Zhuanxu was startled for a moment, and then his face that was still dangerously calm just now became flustered, and said, "Quick, go take a look..."

The white-haired Taoist nodded: "Okay."

But... I'm afraid it's too late.

He directly picked up Zhuanxu's collar and stepped out in one step. The golden light of Tiangang's supernatural power burst out, and it turned into a streamer. It swept to the hinterland of the human race at a speed not inferior to the speed of Jinwu Huahong, and threw Zhuanxu at the door of Ji Xuanyuan with his backhand. .

After another turning point, the light went straight to Gonggong.

Zhuanxu felt that he was outside for a second, but he appeared in front of Ji Xuanyuan's door in a blink of an eye, and his heart was shaking: "How fast... eh?" The sound of arguing.

"It's impossible to say, right?!"

"Humph!"

"Okay! If you don't listen to the explanation, then I won't explain it! Don't even take the elixir, what are you going to do!"

"How do you like to go!"

"You die, after you die I will marry a wife, me, I will marry three thousand me in one go!"

"All white hair and red eyes!"

With a bang, one foot kicked the door and flew out, directly embedded in the wall, Ji Xuanyuan angrily strode out, wearing black clothes with soft black hair hanging down his back, he was the dark future of a tech house and a music house. Emperor Zhuanxu raised his head stiffly.

"Ah, what is that..."

Zhuanxu was silent and said:

"Then what, grandpa, me, I went to the wrong yard."

"You flirt with grandma, ah no, I didn't hear a word when we quarreled."

"One more thing to add."

"Isn't that what my grandma looks like with white hair and red eyes?"

"Or you want Second Master Bai Ze to change, it can be changed..."

Zhuanxu's voice, who has spanned the past and the present, can't stop talking and doesn't know the characteristics of the atmosphere, and a broad palm clasped his Tianling cover, strong and warm, as if he was back before he was born. mother's body.

I even saw the smile of my long dead mother.

Ok? ? !

This move, why is it so familiar, it seems to be the same as Dao Master's previous move...

boom! !

…………

After the memory correction technique of the direct descendant of the emperor.

Zhuanxu looked at his grandfather, very cleverly [forgetting] what had just happened.

In the end, under the gaze of Ji Xuanyuan wanting to kill, he honestly told the whole story again. It seemed that after the people around him left one by one, Ji Xuanyuan, who had become old and decadent, could not stop his eyes from sharpening again.

At this time, the previous golden light fell again, and the white-haired Taoist appeared here.

Zhuanxu introduced the identities of the two parties.

Wei Yuan looked at Ji Xuanyuan, bowed his hands slightly, and said in a flat voice, "Pindao has seen the emperor."

Although he is not young, Ji Xuanyuan, who looks like a decadent middle-aged uncle, glanced at Wei Yuan and said, "Oh? Have we met before?"

"It's the first time that Pindao has seen the Emperor, Your Majesty, I may have misremembered."

The Taoist's tone was gentle and his face did not change, as if it was the first time he saw this guy.

In short, it was Tu Shan's fox who hit you before.

What does it have to do with the origin of my Taoist door?

Ji Xuanyuan nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and patted Wei Yuan's shoulder to express his gratitude, then leaned closer and laughed: "Really? However, I will firmly remember your breath, huh... If the old man notices Long deceive, the next time we meet, I will definitely beat you."

The front is still elegant, and the last sentence reveals a reckless aura.

The Taoist twitched the corners of his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, this purebred wild reckless man was a wild man when he was young.

Breath Shield and Breath Search are both maxed out.

Although it is a small world, the patriarch of the guard house still remembers that when they first met, Zhu Jiuyin personally created the five-person training group of ancient mangfu, and his moves were honed at that time.

Fighting or something, if you get beaten up a lot, it will come naturally.

Ji Xuanyuan, the bastard, drove the carriage with one hand and carried Huang Yue with the other, beating him up to the point where the thief laughed happily. When he thinks about it now, he actually feels a sense of revenge.

shouldn't, shouldn't...

It's just a small world.

To be disturbed to have such a wrong association, Wei Yuan, ah Wei Yuan, you are also immature.

The Taoist laughed at himself, but did not change his color: "Then, the emperor can enjoy himself at that time."

"it is good!"

Xuanyuan nodded and said, "How about Gonggong?"

Wei Yuan said: "...he was also attacked, but..."

Another voice replied:

"However, the other side is too stupid."

The quiet language, the hidden arrogance, and the sound of footsteps, a tall water **** appeared, and when he pulled his right hand, a twisted figure was pulled over and smashed heavily on the ground. The infinite water flow spun rapidly, and every drop of water was as heavy as a small world. Trapped the assassin directly in it, life is better than death.

Gong Gong threw the dagger and said, "This object seems to interfere with the mind of the injured."

"It will make the injured emotionally feel riotous and become paranoid."

"Hmph, the stench of this kind of thing can be smelled a long time ago."

He dropped the dagger.

Wei Yuan said: "That's it... Gonggong sensed the opponent in advance, and used himself as a bait to capture him alive..." Even he could not deny that at this moment Gonggong, compared with Zhuanxu, no matter who would choose to support Gonggong.

Powerful, calm, and strategic, both personal strength and charisma are full of points.

Moreover, it is a **** of the same origin as Emperor Wa, and reincarnated as a human.

It can be said that Nuwa's younger brother is reincarnated as a human being.

Much stronger than the current Zhuanxu.

Well, just by looking at Zhuanxu's face full of fans, it can be seen that this guy has no jealousy at all.

However, since Gonggong was not disturbed by emotions, what happened back then? Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows, only to feel that the situation in front of him became more and more strange. After learning about the situation, Xuanyuan held his sword and planned to go to see the situation.

Gonggong and Zhuanxu accompanied him.

Wei Yuan watched the water **** striding past him and said, "How did you notice it?"

The handsome and cold **** replied with a sneer, "He actually turned into a windbreaker."

"It's a bit of a brain."

"But." Gonggong replied:

"I remember every face in the tribe clearly."

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"Then, Pindao will leave first."

The actions of Xuanyuan and the others seemed to involve something quite secret. Wei Yuan's current identity was not suitable for participation. Zhuanxu ran over to whisper to Xuanyuan, and then brought something and handed it to Wei Yuan. Explained: "I see that when you just fought, you didn't have any weapons in your hand."

"There are still many famous swords in Xuanyuanqiu's arsenal."

"I asked my grandfather for an edict, take it there and see if you can find a weapon that you have."

Wei Yuan nodded and thanked him. Part of his strength was in swordsmanship, and it was a good thing to have a handy weapon. The Taoist went to the arsenal with the bear department, and showed the edict in his hand. The person in charge of the arsenal was an old man. , seems to be looking at some tortoise shells.

Looking at the edict passed by Wei Yuan, the old man carried the oil lamp on his back and walked in, saying:

"I didn't expect that I could still see this edict, huh, it seems that there is another disturbance."

"Otherwise, you won't be allowed to fetch weapons."

"What kind of weapon do you guys use?"

"Sword weapon." The Taoist replied.

"Heh... Sword weapon, well, there happens to be a sword here." The old man was surprised and said with a smile: "It seems that you and this sword are also fate." He slowly went to get the weapon and untied it. Wei Yuan looked at the tortoise shell and the slate on the table.

There is text on it.

Curious, "Is the old man recording something?"

"Heh... It's not a record, I'm thinking about a problem."

"question?"

"Yes, the old man has watched the spirit patterns of countless creatures in his life, but he still doesn't know how to describe the sky, God, the vastness is above, and it has never changed, but how to record it? How to go How to create it? How to describe it?"

The old man sighed.

Wei Yuan thought of [Hun Tian], the middle-aged man who looked gentle, and said to himself:

"Heaven... is supreme."

"Ok?"

"I just remembered something about an old friend. He said that the sky is the highest, from the first one."

The white-haired Taoist explained Huntian's understanding of the sky, and the hunchbacked and pale-faced old man was dazed, and said, "...Your friend, you are really amazing, you said it very clearly." The old man smiled and took the sword box He handed it over and said, "This is the sword, look at it, is it suitable?"

Wei Yuan thanked him and opened the sword box.

So the Sen Leng Jian Qi that had soaked in the years escaped.

The long sword, the blade is crimson red, the sword qi is extremely cold, a kind of temperament of a famous sword of the past, the old man stroked his beard and said: "This sword is made of Kunlun Mountain gold and jade, the sword qi does not dissipate, and the steel is red. Blade, use it to cut jade like mud."

"The craftsman who forged this sword is named me, and the name of this sword is Kunwu."

"Kunwu Sword?!"

The white-haired Taoist rejoiced for a while, it was a natural joy of a swordsman for something he liked. This is the magic weapon recorded in "Liezi" and Shenzhou's "Famous Swords", but it is different from other swords that have masters, even in " In Records of Famous Swords and Liezi, it is only a record that this sword was presented by the kingdom of Xirong as a famous sword in the world in the era of King Mu of Zhou.

"Good luck..."

Wei Yuan drew his sword, and the sword energy was diffused. He was indeed a famous sword warrior. The Taoist couldn't help but smile.

"Good luck."

"Since the Kunwu Sword can be presented by Xirong as a treasure in exchange for King Mu of Zhou not crusade against them, this sword must have a great name."

"The sword is still in the box now."

"It seems that I got this sword before it became famous."

"I don't know if it will capture the first time of the Kunwu Sword Master who does not exist in the historical records?"

After Wei Yuan thanked him, he was about to leave, but he heard a series of familiar noises from outside: "Old man Cangjie, what are you thinking about sitting here..." The voice stopped abruptly, Wei Yuan raised his eyes, looked at Arrived outside the door, a young man with a handsome but condescending temperament.

Seeing the latter dressed as an ancient scribe, with lazy curly hair, I don't know how many days I haven't taken care of it.

White Pond…

The young man looked at Cangjie and then at Wei Yuan.

Reaching out his hand, he rubbed his eyes heavily, and looked at Wei Yuan again.

Then his face changed, and he directly shouted a curse of the human nation of this era.

Turn, step, run!

? ? ? !

has a problem.

Wei Yuan stepped forward and caught up in an instant.

The already aged Cang Jie was dumbfounded. He couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing. He put the lamp in his hand on the table, clutched his waist, walked slowly to the table, and sat down slowly, stroking the inscription on the slate with his wrinkled palms. , that is a [big] character.

The size of this era is not one horizontal, but more like two hands hanging down.

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At this moment, the Taoist grabbed Bai Ze's collar and said, "What are you running for?!"

Bai Ze was panting, struggling hard, and said, "You, what are you chasing?!"

"If you don't run, I will chase?!"

"If you don't chase, I'll run?!"

Bai Ze and Wei Yuan stared at each other, and finally the Taoist put him down and said, "But you ran first, what happened to you? Huh? Otherwise, I'll take you out and throw you to the place where you recorded the black history. Those places of gods. UU reading www.uukanshu.com”

"I believe they will, take good care of you."

The owner of the guard house was very serious on the word "care".

As an existence bearing the name of [Black History], the owner of the guard house is well aware of Bai Ze's weakness.

Bai Ze, was penetrated!

Not even a curly hair is listless.

"I, it's the first time I've discovered someone like you... You, you don't belong to this world at all!" Bai Ze opened his mouth and revealed a shocking secret. Wei Yuan was shocked and shocked. Jump, and then react, Bai Ze, although he is a waste, lazy, air wasting machine.

But he was born with the concept of cognitive mythology.

Not the kind inside and outside the ten directions.

But as long as it appears in front of him and is observed by him, the information may be detected by him.

He will get information directly from the world itself.

It seems that Bai Ze in the small world is also reflected in such power...

Wei Yuan thought nonchalantly.

After all, I really came from outside…

Bai Ze burst into tears and shouted:

"You come from thousands of years later!"

The white-haired Taoist's mouth froze with a smile.

…………

And in the arsenal.

"From the beginning..."

Cang Jie murmured to himself, recalling the way the white-haired Taoist recounted, the road to the sky.

The wrinkled hand grasped the carving knife tightly and slowly dropped it.

Added a one above that big letter.

The highest in the domain, from one big, to [天].

So the word "天" was born, and it will not change for thousands of years.

ps: Today's second update... 5,000 words, by the way, ask for a monthly pass, lie down—

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