Museum of Demons

The sound fell flat and reverberated in the room, but it did not spread outward like usual, gradually disappearing, gradually becoming silent, but reverberated and superimposed in the entire area, like ripples of water waves, continuously overlapping.

In the end, the whole room seemed to be filled with indifferent whispers that were as plain as water but always existed. The Taoist's eyes were deep and deep, as if Yuanshi Tianzun had really come here, and he was looking down at the Dao Fruit with an indifferent and calm gaze.

Dao Guo rolled slightly to the side like a dead object.

It's also like what Wei Yuan said is just guesswork and nonsense, not the truth. The fruit in front of me actually has nothing to do with [Fate], let alone any entanglement. The power of Dao fruit in this concept.

But Wei Yuan would not be wrong.

Cause and effect, restrain the secrets.

Fate, on the other hand, restrains cause and effect.

As the master of karma, the core existence that controls the entire karma system, and the existence of the Dao Fruit Realm that once, to a certain extent, killed fate, Wei Yuan will never admit it wrong. In his eyes, The twisted aura of fate in front of him is so strong that it can be seen even with closed eyes, and cannot be ignored even with closed eyes.

Wei Yuan said: It seems that you don't intend to come out.

Dao Guo still didn't respond, the next moment.

The bright sword light appeared at the same time with the incomparably sharp low-pitched sword cry, and the whole world seemed to become dark and dark in an instant, because the sword in the palm was so powerful that even the surrounding streamer was absorbed into it like.

It gives people a feeling that time flies and cause and effect are inevitable.

And the Qingping Sword in his palm cut down directly.

As if he didn't care about the extremely precious and precious Dao fruit, this sword really wanted to split it directly, and just when this domineering sword was about to explode completely, that Dao fruit A wisp of noise inside the fruit core suddenly circulated.

Qingping's sword cut through the air.

Then the strands of streamer light in the Dao fruit suddenly dissipated, and in this museum, in this small room in the human world, weaving, manifesting, and constructing, finally turned into an invisible face, but The temperament is extremely deep and unpredictable.

With a hint of a smile, he said: Yuanshi Tianzun, why bother...

Before the unpredictable sound of bowing down fell, a sharp and cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and then the long sword in his palm changed again, lighting up like a jump, and the Qingping sword that had already been cut into the air unexpectedly It jumped up again with a mysterious and incredible angle and change method.

The edge of the sword has reached the [Fate] in front of him.

Inside this room, the iron-blue icy cold air was slowly dissipating.

It brought a kind of coldness to the whole room, as if it would make the soul so cold that it shuddered.

Wei Yuan held the teacup in his left hand, didn't look there, and sat on the old woven wicker chair in the room, while his right hand held the hilt of the Qingping Sword, a long sword cast by the Emperor himself. With coldness and vigor, he pressed against [Fate]'s throat like this.

Fate looked at the sword in front of him with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Leisurely said: Do you still want to ask, let me guess if you will kill me?

Then if I say you won't kill me, you will stab my throat with a sword, and if I say you will kill me, you will leave my life? To refute my omniscient fate power and person?

Although Tianzun is strong, don't make jokes.

Or, like you did to Zhu Jiuyin or Wu Zhiqi, you will take a clay pot and smash it on the eye socket?

No, you guessed wrong.

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, and the sword in his hand stabbed out. The sharp edge of the sword directly pierced the throat of fate. Then, with a slight force on his wrist, the Qingping sword let out a whistling sound, and slashed across. , tore out a huge sword mark on the throat of fate.

Then Qingping's sword was sheathed.

The tone was flat: If I kill you, why should I consider your feelings?

The sword energy continued continuously, and the sound was like thunder.

you!!!

Destiny's neck was almost directly torn out with an incomparably ferocious mark. Originally, fate was like water, and the damage to fate would recover almost in a blink of an eye. But this time, the wound was covered with layers of gold like the morning sun. ripple.

Circles of lines are left in the void.

The speed of recovery is extremely slow.

Destiny's expression was not very good-looking, but Wei Yuan pressed the sword with one hand, put down the teacup with the other hand, and then grasped the Dao fruit that can be called absolutely pure and safe on the ground after the fate is stripped away at this moment, satisfied Take it back.

This time, is it still good luck?

Wei Yuan looked at the Dao fruit in his hand and spoke.

The body of fate itself is not his real body.

His real body has been disassembled long ago, and the body in front of him is just a creation of pure laws and energy. He glanced at the sword in Wei Yuan's hand, and his expression returned to gentleness, and said: Naturally, it is a good fate. gone.

Otherwise, the Lord of Return to the Ruins has been hiding in secret for so long.

Why did you suddenly become impatient and aggressive at the end?

Wei Yuan put one hand on the Qingping sword, and said, You interfered with his thinking?

[Fate] Laughed, He showed his appearance at this moment, he looked like a very gentle and elegant man, wearing golden round glasses, with a thin golden chain hanging down from one side, all the way down the gown On one side, if you look carefully, this golden chain is actually constructed of extremely pure vitality.

He looked more like a college lecturer who read a lot.

It's not the kind of fanatic who harbors delusions like karma and tries to destroy the entire world.

[Fate] sat down, smiled, and said: Actually, it can't be said that I interfered with his thinking. These are all pictures he had thought about, and it was himself who made the choice. There is no distortion or interference from any other magical powers.

He's awake.

It's just that under the arrangement of fate, everything about him is too coincidental. Everything went so smoothly. His decisions and judgments are based on his own experience and what he sees and feels.

But when everything he experiences is arranged, and the information he knows is also arranged, then even if he is a majestic overlord or a wise man with ever-changing strategies, he will be trapped In the palm of your hand.

It's like a toy organ.

And these [arranged] things are fate.

With an elegant face, like a university lecturer [Fate] sat down, he stretched out his hand, with white gloves on, five fingers spread out, and under each finger there were faint threads, The other end of these lines is exposed on a puppet.

His fingers wobbled slightly.

The masked puppet also changes its movements accordingly.

And [Fate] always had a gentle expression on his face, and even more a smile in his eyes. He looked down at the manipulated puppet with gentleness and a smile. In the end, all the silk threads were broken, and the puppet fell down. As if dead.

Fate is the power to control all beings.

Manipulate all living beings, but all living beings don't feel that they are being manipulated, so it can be called destiny. Fate wearing round-frame glasses crossed his hands and looked at Wei Yuan in front of him with a smile: Strong as returning to the ruins The Lord is just a puppet fooled by fate.

As long as we think about it, he will die at any time, and he will die in a twisted way.

I will die in a [destined], [doomed] way.

Fate changes, and all sentient beings are involved.

Even Dao Fruit.

And you and I are the manipulators of this theater performance, the chess masters of this grand performance.

I will invite you again with the second Dao Fruit as a reward.

I invite you to share with me the authority over all the stars.

[Fate] was smiling, but the pupils under the glasses were undoubtedly burning with blazing flames. Seeing that Wei Yuan was silent, this Fate lowered his chin with his fingers, pondered for a while, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, saying: Oh, right.

You are not married yet. There is still too much nostalgia for you in the world. If your obsession is here, fate is in your hands and mine. You only need to move your fingers, and Yanhuang can become a woman even in the world. An extremely powerful race in the wilderness and in the mountains and seas.

That Emperor Shihuang can push the whole world smoothly all the way.

You can also have the most powerful wealth luck in the world. It is so strong that you will continue to get enough treasures without doing anything. You can let your friends have unimaginable opportunities, and let even the people you hate If you walk, you will fall to your death.

You are the holder of the greatest authority in the entire world, and everything in the world will please you.

Ah, by the way, if you talk about other aspects, I seem to know... Fate saw that Wei Yuan was unmoved, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said with a smile: You are also a person who attaches great importance to emotions, but, Relationships can be cultivated slowly, didn't you and your friends have experienced the relationship you have now for a long time?

Then why can't you and I?

I'm also innately divine. I don't care about the difference between men and women in the human world, but I don't care.

Destiny took off the round-rimmed glasses on his face, his black hair fell down, and then naturally arranged a strand of black hair behind his temples. The curves of his face became soft, and his figure was graceful and beautiful. Wei Yuan had seen many Peerless beauties, in terms of the delicacy of appearance and facial features, Bai Ze's image is even stronger than Jue, Queen Mother, and Houtu.

But the woman in front of him seems to be more perfect than Bai Ze's feminine image.

It can only be described as [perfect].

The stunning beauty seems to be loved and pityed by fate, and Wei Yuan is fate itself in front of Wei Yuan, Bai Ze can synthesize everyone's aesthetics to achieve an ultimate harmony, and the fate in front of him is that everyone is destined to see it at a glance To the extent that you will fall in love.

how?

My appearance should be more beautiful than Kunlun's Jue, or Jiuyou's Xian.

I can satisfy all your requirements, this is the favor of fate.

She smiled and spread her arms:

Fate does not distinguish between yin and yang and men and women.

And in many legends, my power is called [Goddess of Destiny], which means that in my legend, I have a feminine and loving side. How about it, Tianzun, and Let me join forces and completely control the authority of this world.

Defeat Buzhou Mountain, overlooking the infinite world above the stars.

Beside me will be you.

And next to you is me.

I will share half the world with you.

Fate approached with a seductive smile, exhaled with the fragrance of flowers, and pressed one hand on Wei Yuan's chest.

Then, like a swimming snake, it slid down.

The cool sound of the sword's cry exploded without hesitation, as if rolling thunder, and Wei Yuan's Qingping sword and another Samsara sword pierced through at the same time, directly cutting through fate, and the beauty was almost overwhelming. It didn't seem surprising that the thrilling beauty disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wei Yuan's heart was calm, but it seemed that he could still hear the beautiful laughter in his ears.

A letter-like white paper fell down, and Wei Yuan reached out to catch it.

I heard that you are going to get married soon.

I'm going to have a look.

Wang Tianzun spares no expense in fine wine.

in addition--

The bold red text seems to be directly imprinted in the mind——

【Beware of the Great Lord of the Chaotic World】!

Be careful, Great Lord Zhuoshi...

Wei Yuan whispered, and the sharp sword energy around him gradually dissipated. At the same time, the mysterious and indescribable charm of fate was also slowly dissipating. It flows in, warm and cozy.

The Dao fruit was placed beside it, as if nothing had happened.

As if everything is an illusion.

The letter in Wei Yuan's hand also suddenly began to crumble, and a golden-red flame lit up around it, igniting the letter, and finally only the words [Beware of the Zhuoshi Dazun] remained with blood-red glare. The gesture lasted for a while, and the words eventually disappeared.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes.

The door of the museum rang—

Then came soft steps.

Jue is back.

PS: A friend got married today, so today's update is relatively late.

Working hard to update the second chapter...