Museum of Demons

The conversation above the stars in the Great Wilderness is secretive and deep. Only the two who are playing chess can know the storm hidden in each other's short sentences, and only those who have experienced what happened in the ancient years can know it personally. Can find the truth of that battle in the memory.

Or in other words, the people who are experiencing all this at this moment.

From this terrifying and domineering power, one can feel the tyranny that is completely opposite to the image in the legend.

boom! ! !

A huge sound roared.

This should be the case, but it is especially quiet and depressing because it is standing in the void of the universe at this moment. The words spoken by itself will not be hindered by the different environments, except for all other voices. All have vanished into the deadliest silence.

The water was rushing, and every drop of water was in a pure and smooth state. Under the power of the furious water god, it was harder than the hardest steel, but it was so smooth that there was no friction.

Every drop of water can penetrate mountains and rivers and tear continents apart.

And the river here is so surging that it can be called boundless.

Accompanied by the long spear in Gonggong's hand stabbing out, the boundless water spun crazily around the spear point, roaring, as if it wanted to annihilate the whole world, and at the same time assassinated Fuxi in front, pure power, accumulated and The domineering momentum coming.

Fuxi, stop going crazy here!

Among the gods, there is no doubt that they are number one.

After accumulating a majestic trend, it is enough to pose a threat to Bu Zhoushan.

Fuxi's expression was indifferent and flat, with his hands behind his back, he floated back towards the back.

In an extremely subtle and mysterious way, he avoided Gonggong's attack that had reached its peak, and his moves also explained the marksmanship to the limit. In Fuxi's direction, a spear pierced out, infused with all his energy, and pierced Fuxi's body.

But Gonggong's complexion changed slightly, and he didn't feel stabbed in his hand.

The water god's lore, after gaining momentum for a long time, turned out to be a direct stab in the air!

The illusory shadow of Fuxi in front dissipated invisible.

Slap.

The point of the Water God's spear pressed slightly downward.

! ! !

Gonggong's pupils suddenly contracted and he raised his head.

The sleeves fluttered.

Two strands of black hair hung down from the temples.

Fuxi put his hands on his back, and just stepped on the strongest moves of the water god Gonggong.

He said lightly: It's been thousands of years, but the marksmanship is still the same.

No wonder it's not a master.

Gonggong, the god of water, changed his face suddenly. He was holding the spear in both hands. On the gun body, countless streams of Qi burst out, either hovering, or impacting, or powerful and fierce, or restrained and weak. The combination of methods is like a boundless sea, and the dark energy and breath are even more endless.

But such a pinnacle of skill.

Such powerful moves and supernatural powers.

Unable to throw Fuxi away from the point of his spear!

It can be seen from this that Fuxi's understanding of qi mechanism is far superior to that of water god Gonggong.

Suddenly there is no sound, but there is a sense of space tearing.

The virtual world generates electricity.

Even in the chaotic and empty world, there are sword lights falling down like thunder.

Majestic, mighty.

Fuxi tilted his head slightly.

The sword light, which is sharp and fierce but also calm and graceful like jade, just happened to wipe Fuxi's temples, but the raised black hair was cut off a little and fell down, and the next moment he raised his hand, Two fingers are as white as jade, holding the sword in his hands.

The sword of the Daoist sect cuts out the injustice in the heart and the injustice in the eyes.

Cut the gods from the top and eliminate the fierceness from the bottom.

pity.

The foundation of Taoism is the cycle of yin and yang, the rule of everything in the world.

The golden vertical pupils turned slightly.

Although Zhang Ruosu's sword is volleying down, there is an inexplicable feeling of being overlooked. The hairs on the back are raised, the pupils contract, and the Daomen Lingshi 'sees' in the void of the universe in front of him. Visible, unimaginable, huge giant snake that existed in ancient times.

The giant snake slowly opened its pupils.

Fuxi's rolled sleeves were reflected in those golden cold vertical pupils, staring at him.

Boundless, ancient!

I am heaven and earth!

I am yin and yang!

I mean, Avenue!

Zhang Ruosu's mind suddenly appeared the description in the Taoist foundation works——

Everything bears yin and embraces yang, and the spirit is full of peace.

Fuxi's voice was flat and indifferent: Your great way comes from watching me.

Dare to strike me with a sword?

Fuxi clamped the sword edge with two fingers, and suddenly exerted a little force.

The clanging sword sound was suddenly shrill.

This jade sword based on the level of Taoism and the legend of the Eight Immortals had a shocking crack in front of Zhang Ruosu, and then, it cracked inch by inch!

Fragmented sword bodies floated in the void.

Fuxi turned his back to them and swept his sleeves away.

In an instant, the streamer was captured, and then violently, Zhang Ruosu had no choice but to back away.

If it hadn't been far away from the star field where the human world is located at this moment, the aftermath had already affected the human world. Even if there were other means to suppress the earth, it would be useless, it would be torn apart, and all kinds of rules would be completely distorted. It collapsed amidst many natural disasters.

Wuzhi Qi Changxiao made a sound, and he had already transformed into a towering posture.

The magic weapon in his hand slammed down towards Fuxi.

Huge pressure, unparalleled, and true murderous aura made Wu Zhiqi's fighting instinct explode.

Without the slightest hold back.

This is almost the power of the dying fight!

But Fu Xi held it back.

It is ten thousand feet high, and the weapons in its hands are constantly becoming larger as it changes, which is also enough to match such a size and strength. Compared with it, Fuxi's current state is like an ant standing in front of the most magnificent peak on the earth .

But now this magnificent weapon is held by Fuxi's right hand.

This is what I gave you.

I can give it to you, or I can take it back.

In the leisurely voice, Fuxi closed his hands casually, and his right hand pinched the huge, lofty stick with a sunken mark, and then the mark was like a poison, like some kind of terrible toxin. It spread, and it was densely distributed on the entire weapon in just an instant.

In the next moment, Wuzhiqi's weapon was already densely covered with iron gray and yellow-brown traces.

Like the color of steel after countless years.

Immediately, it turned into countless withered butterflies, flitting across the starry sky as Fuxi's sleeves fluttered.

Light gray and tan butterflies fly across the starry sky and disperse.

Wu Zhiqi's hands were empty, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.

And it wasn't until this time that they suddenly became aware of a very terrible thing—whether they wanted it or not, and whether they were unintentional or not, there was more or less a part of Fuxi in their means.

After all, he is the master of secrets.

After all, he generously shared all the secrets and divination techniques.

It can be said that almost all of the right way, side door, three thousand worlds, and the techniques of divination and fortune-telling have been involved.

Because the current enemy knows this method.

If you don't know how to divine secrets and do not know how to block the secrets, you will be in a certain death situation.

Therefore, this kind of supernatural power spreads at an extremely terrifying speed.

Think about it carefully, isn't this kind of conspiracy that you die if you don't learn, and you fall into my plan after you learn, isn't it what Fuxi is good at?

In an instant, both Zhang Ruosu and Wu Zhiqi seemed to understand something.

And the water god Gonggong let out angrily, and the spear in his palm seemed to have finally exploded to the strongest under the unprecedented strong enemy, surpassing his previous limit, thousands of vigor flowed like flowing water, all returned to the boundless sea, and all dharmas returned One, just played a move beyond the limit.

The majestic and terrifying momentum finally shook Fuxi away and flew away from the point of his spear.

But at the next moment, Fuxi made a move, and the overbearing force almost squeezed the entire space together. The pure space was bound by Yin and Yang, and then further tied up the blocked core target. The palm of his hand paused, and the move was abruptly misdirected.

The torrent was clearly immeasurable, but it just happened to pass by Fuxi and flew away.

The turbulent water is domineering.

Among them, the handsome young man smiled, narrowed his eyes, and smiled gently:

Not bad, a little progress.

The water flow was pulled and crashed into a turbulent burning sun star that was far larger than the sun and stars in the physical concept of the human world. The terrifying smoke almost formed an even bigger gaseous star in the void in an instant. Star, when the smoke calmed down and was settled by the huge vortex, that one star had been extinguished.

But Fuxi set foot indifferently.

This extinguished star instantly disintegrated and turned into yin and yang.

Then suddenly spread.

This star is thousands of times larger than the physical sun near the earth.

And the entire galaxy formed with this star as the core collapsed and annihilated in an instant.

The four Dao fruit level powerhouses are at the core.

Fuxi stretched out his hand, his pupils burning deeply and quietly.

Then he clasped his five fingers together, turned his wrist slightly, and said flatly without any emotion:

The Heavenly Tribulation of the Prison.

………………

Damn it, madman!

Is this a lunatic?!

Is this fucking crazy?!

This is a fair, very fair and appropriate evaluation of Fuxi.

If this evaluation was not made by a clone of [Fate], then this sentence would be more appropriate. It would give Wei Yuan the feeling that it was a certain master who plotted against the common people and arranged for the lower levels to succeed. The villain suddenly blurted out to another existence, you are the fucking villain, right?

Your mother is the big villain, right? !

The sense of sight is really too strong.

At this moment, thousands of years ago, the green-clothed scribe looked at Fuxi, at the real body of the primordial snake behind him, and almost blurted out that lunatic.

Then He saw it, in the years after the millennium.

The handsome but indifferent god overlooked everything.

Suddenly raised his eyes slightly.

The golden vertical pupils were like flames burning thousands of years and billions of years ago, looking at him coldly.

The voice of [Fate] stopped abruptly.

What a shame.

The cold voice echoed faintly on the mountain top, slowly and gracefully.

This seat is a righteous person.

! ! !

[Fate] The scalp is numb.

Wei Yuan sighed, the wind blew past, and the sea of ​​clouds on Wudang Mountain rolled over thousands of years ago, and the sea of ​​clouds emitted a golden light. The Taoist sat on the bluestone, holding a blue bamboo pole, under the bamboo pole, the golden thread seemed to be blown by the wind moved, and swayed slightly.

Behind the green-clothed scholar and the black-haired Taoist.

The handsome young man in white looked alienated and calm, and smiled:

Peeping is not a good habit, nephew.

The black-haired Taoist didn't move, and didn't turn around, but said lightly:

I learned it from you.

! ! !

[Fate], who looked like a scholar in blue, stepped back, looked at the two people in front of one another, covered his heart with his hands, and felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

If he does have this organ.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, why did Fuxi suddenly appear?

This, this, this is not in the arrangement of [Fate]!

I am destiny!

Even though it is just a clone derived from the main body, that is also fate!

You two respect my authority!

The bamboo pole in Wei Yuan's hand moved slightly, and he said in a flat voice, Come to me if you need anything, just tell me.

Fuxi smiled and spread his hands, feigning surprise and saying:

What do I have to say? I just heard someone call my name, that's all.

The black-haired Taoist looked down at the unparalleled battle in the sea of ​​clouds, sighed, and said:

If there is nothing to say.

You will not intentionally create such a huge battle momentum.

Fuxi's smile subsided slightly, and he just quietly looked at Wei Yuan's back.

In an instant, the breath on the top of the mountain was as dense as the deep sea.

Indescribable.

There is only endless depression left.

PS: The third update today...