Museum of Demons

Di Jun's voice fell peacefully.

This time, even Fu Xi, who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, couldn't say that ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Just now, whether it was Daze Leishen or Kunlun Luwu, when he was planning to take Wei Yuan away, Fuxi always added fuel to the fire below, with a sincere face, as if he really agreed with their opinions from the bottom of his heart. but--

This is a lie!

There is only one thing in this guy's heart.

beat!

fight!

Why don't you fight? !

If there is a fight, it is best to take such a stinky boy away. At that time, I will tell Awa that he has been arrested, and I will take Awa to find him. I will delay, and I will take my time!

I'll wait for him for hundreds of years before looking for him.

Wasn't Ah Wa just by my side during this time?

Hahahaha, this seat is really a genius!

And Di Jun's words are even more right in his heart. This sentence is almost directly said. This person is taken away. If you want, you can come directly to Tiandi Mountain to get him. As long as you have the ability to come up and find someone, Then just come, is there any place that is more difficult to go than Tiandi Mountain in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations?

As for whether they will go to him?

Of course it is, absolutely not!

This time there is even more reason to delay time with Ah Wa.

However, Di Jun said it was convenient for healing, and Fuxi could see Di Jun's true thoughts at a glance. He couldn't find anyone, Fuxi felt that Wei Yuan, who was a scumbag and didn't know where he learned it from, could really do this kind of thing.

So Di Jun simply carried it away.

King Yu was also overjoyed.

And the rest of the existences knew the strength of the Emperor of Heaven, so their words were blocked in their throats all of a sudden, and they couldn't speak at all.

I can only swallow it honestly.

The Emperor of Heaven wants people, what else can they do?

Even Lu Wu of Kunlun, after considering where to recuperate his injuries, never spoke.

At this very moment, there was a gentle voice: Amitabha.

I don't know, where is Tiandi Mountain?

Monk Yuanjue's robe was stained with blood, clasped his hands together and asked, his expression was gentle and serene, but it seemed natural.

The Lei Ze gods and Fuxi were all stunned.

Fuxi was sluggish.

Wait a moment……

Is this bald guy from Wei Yuan's museum?

Why are there so many fools around him? !

On the contrary, Di Jun was slightly surprised, nodded, and said flatly: This seat tells you, if you are free, you can come and sit.

In an instant, the starlight swept across, the voice of the Emperor of Heaven gradually faded away, and finally disappeared, and Wei Yuan and Di Jun had also disappeared, together with Yu Wang Si Wenming who was carrying the Xuanyuan Sword. According to the previous agreement, Yu Wang is now But he is not free yet, he can only leave after winning the bet between Wei Yuan and the Emperor of Heaven.

Fuxi's face was filled with 'sorrow and regret' and he said: Whoa, what a pity!

I didn't expect my little nephew to be taken away like this!

Hey! Bitter! Bitter!

These things have to be discussed with my sister.

His tone was inexplicably pathetic.

The corner of Daze Dragon God's mouth twitched.

Receive the taste.

You're about to laugh out loud.

Huh? Is this seat smiling?

You just didn't stop at all.

Fuxi laughed a few times, looked at Kunlun Lu Wu over there, and greeted him very familiarly: Hey, big cat.

Wake up.

The right hand fell towards Lu Wu's shoulder.

Without changing his expression, Lu Wu moved a step to the side, just right to avoid Fuxi's pat on the shoulder.

Then the tone is flat and cold, with implied majesty:

Creatures that do not conform to the moral values ​​of ordinary people are not allowed to approach this seat.

The sound fell flatly between the sky and the earth.

Fuxi laughed loudly and said, Ahahahaha, you cat, you know how to joke!

Then he clapped his hands down heavily, but his palms failed to touch Lu Wu's shoulder at all, and just fell lightly to one side, Fuxi's face was stiff.

Lu Wu stared at the front flatly: The atmosphere of the troubled times in the South China Sea must be completely dealt with.

Everyone, thank you.

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[Nirience] and [True] Dao fruit circulation.

After leaving Wei Yuan, he naturally fell in the direction of Zhu Rong.

This book was only temporarily lent by Zhu Rong.

When Wei Yuan could no longer suppress the personal imprint and aura on it.

It will naturally return to the original body of the master. After Zhu Rong Daoguo recovered, he didn't care to heal himself, but just plundered towards the original residence, feeling even more anxious and worried. His backhand made him worry about his wife even more.

Since Zhuo Shi Dazun was able to leave traces on the [true] Dao Fruit.

He can be controlled by these backhands.

Then, with the help of the backhand on the real Dao fruit, he will do something to his wife who only existed based on the [true] Dao fruit.

Seems like an easier and simpler thing to do.

Not to mention that there will be many changes in the future, changes in the realm of life and death, and the confrontation with Zhuoshi Dazun. The ripples and aftermath of these events are enough to destroy a human city. Things like that a year ago, He slammed the door open.

Looking around, he saw that the tables and chairs were scattered.

I saw extremely obvious changes in the qi mechanism and the smell of turbid qi around me.

Zhu Rong's expression froze bit by bit.

Even Zhu Rong, the God of Fire, once again showed a look of incomparable pain.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind, and a pair of hands were lightly placed on Zhu Rong's shoulders. Zhu Rong's eyes widened, and he turned around suddenly. Overjoyed, Zhu Rong subconsciously hugged her into his arms, the woman stretched out her arms to hug him back, closed her eyes, and said, What's the matter, why are you so scared?

You are, Yanhuang Huozheng...

Zhu Rong's expression froze slightly.

With disbelief:

You, remember everything?

Well... I remember everything.

The woman who was protected by Zhu Rong and tried to reincarnate in these long years with the power of truth smiled slightly and said softly:

Over the years, you have worked hard.

you you……

Zhu Rong was filled with grief and joy, and subconsciously wanted to ask how she remembered it, but at this moment, there was no such need.

……………………

The white skirt rose and fell slightly.

Hiding in the dark, the white-clothed girl who completely restrained her breath watched what happened over there.

He suppressed his own existence with the boundless and pure turbid breath.

Then, cautiously, step by step, he retreated towards the back.

Zhuoshi Dazun indeed did something to Zhu Rong's wife, infecting Zhu Rong's wife with turbid air, turning her into a monster, turning her into a hideous and terrifying thing. At the critical moment, Zhu Rong was shot at the arrangement, but it was broken by Jue , her current skill body is based on the pure turbidity born when Buzhou Mountain fell and the power of the Kunlun Ruins in the chaotic world.

Coupled with the backhand of Zhu Rong's wife, after all, it was just the work of Zhuoshi Dazun.

It's not difficult.

It's just that even Jue didn't think of it.

The power of Buddhism left by Xuanzang is so pure. When she solved the turbidity of the world, she even helped that woman solve the mystery of the womb for many lifetimes.

Jue let out a little breath.

Xuanzang's realm is really high.

Especially the mysteries of these reincarnated fetuses, he has a specialization in art.

Then step back step by step.

Suddenly, Jue's expression changed slightly, and the twelve-grade pure world lotus changed and flowed, and suddenly became bigger behind the back, among which the lotus seeds, lotus petals, and lotus leaves were continuously changing in turn, with its own mystery, layer upon layer. The attack was blocked, and it was resolved layer by layer, but it still made her feel a little bit difficult and familiar.

Then the young man's cold voice came:

I thought that the slightly stronger people in the troubled times have all left.

I never thought that there would still be fish that slipped through the net.

Great Lord of the Chaotic World, you are indeed a scheming man.

Jue recognized this aura almost immediately, turned around and lowered his eyes, and saw the young man in white clothes and white hair over there, dressed in snow, then he was stunned, hesitating for a long time, unable to get together with the aura and image he was familiar with.

...God Lu?

Lu Wu looked flat, frowning slightly, and his voice was cold.

Suddenly, the sleeve robe was swept away, sealing the inside and outside of this place, saying:

The appearance of this seat is moved by the heart. Few of the strong in the troubled times know about the appearance at this moment.

You can recognize my breath.

Aren't you a person in troubled times? Who are you?

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Troubled times——

The sword that fell from the sky, the boundless and powerful sword energy and sword intent are all frightening, and the cause and effect that is forcibly established makes many powerful people in troubled times wish they had never heard this sentence——

Connect this wound with the body of work and the life of Yuanshi Tianzun.

In other words, it means that Yuanshi Tianzun needs to be killed in order to restore his body.

Or rather.

In the power of cause and effect, it surpasses Yuanshi Tianzun.

This requires the power of the god of cause and effect in troubled times.

The wonderful thing is.

The god of cause and effect in troubled times has been killed.

Even better.

The god who kills the cause and effect of the troubled times is Yuanshi Tianzun.

Knot!

Zhuoshi Dazun lowered his eyes, finally regained his composure, and still made a move, checked the true spirit of Huntian, and confirmed that Huntian had also died, and there was no remnant of the true spirit. It was just an external calmness, but it could not completely wipe away the evil spirit in his heart. The ripples, he finally couldn't help the anger in his heart, after all, he was still a little negligent.

The remnants of the Dao fruit of the chaotic world.

It is only regarded as a sign of the change of the power of the [everything is not born] possessed by Huntian itself.

Letting the rest of the powerhouses retreat, he himself entered his own palace dojo, and it was only here that his heart calmed down bit by bit, and the mixed influence brought about by the broken body and law body gradually dissipated. Leaving the slightest remnant in his heart, there are no mood disorders or demons left behind.

It's just that in a practical sense, the reduction of skill body does represent the decline of strength.

These deficiencies need to be filled in other ways.

The Great Master Zhuoshi pondered, and suddenly thought of the incomparably powerful warrior he saw in the remaining memory of [Truth], so he also had a plan to lock him easily, and leave him in the imprint and breath of history. Collect them all, and then reshape their soul and body with many treasures of heaven and earth, as well as the purest breath of troubled times!

He is more than two meters tall, and is dressed in black and red ferocious armor.

Sword eyebrows, tiger eyes.

Just standing there has a palpitating aftermath on the battlefield.

The drowsy and turbulent arrogance entangled all over his body is even more frightening.

Huh? This person turned out to be the master of Hanoi?

The Great Senior casually scanned some traces, and frowned slightly:

The civil servants of the world are as weird as ever.

Originally, he planned to revive his soul casually, but Zhuoshi Dazun paused, and the horror from the volleying sword breaking through the boundary turned into a shadow, covering his heart, making him feel a little uncomfortable, so he chose to add another The only one who has the ability to stop such a sword is the [Body of the Sky].

So after being checked, the perfectly healthy body of Hun Tian was put aside.

His Holiness Zhuoshi slowly stretched out his hand.

In the chaotic world, the way of heaven is lit up layer by layer, countless laws, countless imprints of the great way change and intertwine, and finally with the power of the Great Master himself, life and death are reversed, spanning the years, and without the support of the soul of history Call back a ray of war spirit from history, and fly into the body recast with countless treasures of heaven and earth in troubled times.

Huge and complicated, the incomparably mysterious formations and supernatural powers directly enveloped the entire palace dojo.

Grand and grand.

Then there is a boundless streamer, brilliant and vast, soaring into the sky, causing the four methods to move accordingly, changing and interlacing in the void, and reconverging. A little breathless, but all looked at the core with fear and obedience.

In the end, all the streamers and runes dissipated, turning into a long and terrifying howl, and the black-red streamer soared into the sky, turning into a wanton and arrogant phoenix flame, showing itself unscrupulously The presence.

...As expected of a powerful warrior, it requires such a large amount of consumption.

His Holiness Zhuo Shi was thoughtful.

And when Lu Bu Lu Fengxian was reborn.

Together in this palace, the middle-aged man with a calm and silent expression was also shrouded by this huge formation.

In the double pupils, two clusters of streamers light up slightly.

PS: The first update today... 3,800 words