Museum of Demons

The air mechanism is stagnant, and the murderous intent is fierce, and it is about to explode.

The tiger's eyes were calm, and he pointed upwards.

Accompanied by the low howl of the tiger, he stepped into the air and rushed to the sky, away from the human weapons that might interfere with the battle, and also away from a large number of ordinary people. Wei Yuan knew that the tiger meant to fight in the sky. , so as to avoid harming the innocent.

Wei Yuan used the divinity of the god of water to control the remaining magical powers of controlling the wind of Jinyu Bird.

It seemed that the enemy he was facing was a tiger. This time, the soul of the Jinyu bird burst out with great power, and Qingyue's bird song was sharp and almost magnificent.

Wei Yuan opened his five fingers slightly, and the strong wind froze.

Then clasp your fingers together.

The originally disordered gust of wind suddenly changed into neat and orderly.

suddenly,

The air around Wei Yuan suddenly surged in his direction, and let out a deep and rapid roar, which made people unable to stand still, made the trees shake wildly, and the dust was flying like a storm. Next, Wei Yuan, who was in the center of the gust of wind, was also riding on the gust of wind, soaring upwards.

The monk who was injured earlier almost stared out his eyes.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, soared into the sky.

They broke through the barrier that was already crumbling. Accompanied by the crisp breaking sound, the original plan to rely on the barrier to seal off the movement of this matter failed completely. The tourists who had never been too far away raised their heads and stared. With big eyes, he saw the vast gust of wind on this day.

I saw people rising into the sky.

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The wanton gust of wind blows toward us.

In the past, to control the power of Jinyu Bird, one could only control the wind to fight. Once the limit of one's own control was exceeded, there would be the danger of being backlashed by the demonic power, but now Wei Yuan didn't have to worry about this, and could unleash this power to his heart's content.

In human nature, there is a longing for the sky.

The strong wind was raging and entangled around him, Wei Yuan closely followed the flying tiger, and quickly smashed through the large clouds.

Wei Yuan's clothes, arms, and even hair were all wet.

When passing through the clouds and mist, he felt a sense of suffocation, and felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if he was walking through a tunnel that would never end, but this was an illusion after all.

But in an instant,

The line of sight suddenly widened.

Upward is the clear sky that cannot be seen from the ground. The front is endless, with clouds and mist flowing, while the mountains and rivers under the feet are transformed into a magnificent picture. Large swaths of clouds are surging, and the sky is like a vast curtain, like a glass fairyland.

Along with the broadening of sight, there is also a mind.

Wei Yuan's eyes widened slightly, and he took a long breath, looked at the black-clothed tiger opposite, swung the eight-faced Han sword in his hand, pointed with his left hand, and accompanied by a long cry, the red streamer was like a red dragon, tearing towards the tiger, the sword Ming is magnificent, and Wei Yuan knows that the battlefield between himself and the tiger has surpassed the barrier, so he must not be able to cover it up.

Simply stop thinking about the troubles that will follow.

Seeing such an open scene, he finally couldn't help but let out a long roar, the sea of ​​clouds billowed, and charged towards the tiger with his sword. The red dharma sword first came into contact with the tiger, but was knocked away by the sword in the latter's hand, and then Wei Yuan approached , his pupils were golden, he twisted suddenly, chopping.

The sword energy is like frost.

A cloud of mist was split open.

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The old Taoist priest who was preparing the altar was startled by the series of shocking artillery, and then went outside to look at the tiger soaring into the sky. At first, he wanted to yell at him subconsciously, but he saw Wei Wei who followed him. Yuan Yuan was speechless, almost flicked his wrist, and threw all the talismans in his hand.

This kid...

Tian Chenzi opened his mouth.

He can fly into the air and resist the wind, why did this guy need his armor and horse amulet last time?

This bastard is playing me?

The old Taoist frowned, and immediately realized that with this expressive power, he might not necessarily be older than the other party.

Maybe calling him a kid before was already taking advantage of him.

But in any case, this time there is some chance of winning.

The old man let out a long breath, his eyebrows and eyes widened. A dharma altar was built in front of him with red sandalwood, with soldiers and horse amulets as materials, and the last blood and tears shed by many Taoist priests instead of cinnabar. Everything is complete, but whether it is effective or not, how much can it be used? Effectiveness is still a question.

He arranged the talismans one by one, let out a deep breath, and started to set up the altar.

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High in the sky, Wei Yuan, who is fighting against the enemy with Wuzhi Qi's divinity and tiger, can only feel the power of the gods at this moment. With the power of Wuzhiqi added to his body, even Zhang Daoling's magic sword, he can It can be used like an arm and a finger, distracted, and one thought can control the dharma sword to continuously attack and kill in the way of Xuanyuan sword art.

On the one hand, Wei Yuan himself was wrapped in a strong wind, fighting with the tiger constantly.

For a while, there was no downfall.

But the main reason for this is because Wuzhiqi's strength resisted the divinity from the tiger.

It's because the tiger has just broken through the original limit and set foot on the current level, far from reaching the peak level of the gods, but even so, the scene of this confrontation has already surpassed the scope of mortal practitioners——

The practitioners below stared at everything that happened above.

The strong wind raged, the sea of ​​clouds churned, and Sen Han's sword energy continued to slash down. The cloud energy trembled and transpired due to the aftermath, and then was crushed by another force amidst the wild and wanton roar of the tiger, and large swathes of cloud and mist disappeared immediately.

And accompanied by the confrontation between the two divinities.

There was a storm, thunderstorms, and rain caused by the dispersal of the clouds. The tiger raised his hand, and the scattered clouds and lightning stopped, and immediately mixed into the vast clouds, turning into a hideous head behind him. The white tiger raised its head and roared.

Immediately,

The dharma sword tore, stirring the water vapor in the cloud.

Then it continued to spin and move forward, beheading the white tiger transformed by the tiger.

The water vapor diffused, condensed, and turned into scales and claws. This magic sword naturally turned into a long dragon. The water dragon evolved from the divinity of the water god, and the fierce tiger evolved from the divinity of the mountain wind, confronted in the sky above Yingtianfu. If it's just two figures, with the speed at which Wei Yuan and Tiger are fighting at this moment, and, after all, the distance is far enough, most people can't detect it.

Then the current changes are already clear enough.

Not to mention that Wei Yuan himself is just a mortal, facing such a horrific scene in person.

The people below, even if they were far enough away, could still feel the magnificence of this change. Every time Wei Yuan retreated or was hit, it would affect their nerves. At this time, ordinary people in Yingtianfu also They all noticed the scene that happened in the sky.

Panic, flustered, startled.

At this time, some people have begun to try to stabilize the order of the people, and thanks to the incident of the Huai River entering the sea before, everyone has seen the world, has a certain degree of psychological resistance, and even has a bold attitude. People can take out their mobile phones and conduct remote shooting and live broadcasting.

Everyone can see that there is a scene of dragon and tiger fighting in the sky above Yingtian Mansion.

We still don't know what the dragon and tiger that appeared here are, whether they are gods or monsters, but I only know that the diversion of the Huai River into the sea last time was not a coincidence. This world we are familiar with should have gradually happened. Some kind of change, some kind of change that we don't know whether it's good or bad.

Ban Hongyun is a contracted game anchor on the Internet and used to be a reporter.

Now he's pointing his camera outside again.

It's like when I was young, when I was doing field records on foreign battlefields.

then,

He heard a familiar voice.

There was a roaring sound, almost like a roar, or a roaring sound, like some kind of powerful beast. Ban Hongyun's breathing was slightly stagnant, and then he felt a familiar trembling feeling rising from his tailbone. He paused for a moment. , dreamily said: ...it's a group of fighter jets.

In the sky, the Shenzhou Longxiang fighter system took off and rushed to the battlefield at the fastest speed.

The unique roar of fighter jets made the whole city fall into silence.

This means that there is an absolute enemy among the dragon and tiger.

is the enemy.

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Ryujō fighter jets skimmed across the sky.

According to the analysis just now, they can't get too close. The power of modern technology is a kind of overall, extremely sophisticated power, and Tiger has shown his understanding of modern technology before. Once he destroys a certain part of the fighter Without precision equipment, this beast in the air will directly lose its combat effectiveness.

The locking system of the fighter plane cannot automatically lock the tiger body.

Toggle manually.

The fighter group dispersed in an instant, and the modern weapons were comprehensive enough and powerful enough. This time, they did not carry explosive gunpowder weapons at all, but directly used kinetic energy impact weapons. Expensive, exquisitely powerful weapons.

The tiger raised his hand, the air froze, and the ammunition was blocked, and he was not injured.

But Wei Yuan stepped forward abruptly.

The magic sword screamed and cut towards the tiger.

Then he was blocked by the sword in the tiger's hand.

Wei Yuan stepped forward directly, grasping Zhang Daoling's dharma sword with his right hand instantly, the fingerless glove on his right hand could no longer bear the strength, it turned into powder directly, and the most ancient Chilu of Yuanming in Zhengyi slowly lit up , the sword screamed instantly, and directly cut to the tiger's shoulder.

Then,

Wei Yuan let go of the sword directly, clenched his fist with his right hand, and hit the tiger's abdomen heavily.

Swallowed out a word.

Even tigers are affected at this moment.

Wei Yuan retreated instantly. At this moment, the fighter group poured out gunpowder missiles and bombarded the tiger who was affected by the talisman in the punch. Then, accompanied by the roar of the tiger, the white tiger transformed from lightning and clouds Press the paw to sweep away all the violent flames.

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Tian Chenzi stared at the changes in the sky.

The old Taoist priest has lived long enough to know that there is no best opportunity at all. As long as it reaches a certain standard and can accomplish things, that is the best opportunity. He saw that the tiger showed a method similar to the appearance of the law, and resisted it. The moment the fighter jets bombed, they snapped the decree in their hands.

This kind of attack is impossible to have a second time!

This is also one of the problems with modern weapons. His grandma's is a consumable.

Now or never!

fuck it!

The old Taoist swears in his heart, looks at the sky viciously, and prays that the old brothers of Baiyun Temple will not lose the chain at this time. non-compliant.

He has achieved the ultimate, and it depends on the sky to be able to be effective.

The sky was low and drooping.

It was almost just a breath, and then there was an abnormality——

The modern Heavenly Court is the power of the heavens and the earth after generations of true cultivators have died, and their true spirits have dissipated, and the Taoism remains. , and there is no edict, most of the heavenly gods will not respond.

Therefore, only the senior true spirit of Baiyun Temple gave feedback...

only,

It is all the true cultivators of Baiyun in the past, without exception.

Fa is the voice of the heart.

This is far beyond the acme of the altar.

The old Taoist was stunned, but in the end he no longer had the arrogance to succeed. He looked around at the white clouds to see the endgame, only feeling disappointed.

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The air rubbed against each other, and there was a clattering sound, and the majestic and majestic voice couldn't stop spreading, even Wei Yuan himself was backlashed by this majestic aura, he groaned, almost coughed up blood, and his consciousness fell into groggy for a moment.

Then I saw the heavens and the earth turning and pressing down, and in the void, there seemed to be a huge chain made of clouds and mists, which slowly passed down with a heavy and extremely coercive momentum. The single chain was almost like a mountain, piercing through the tiger's body The shoulders, the spine, and then slowly straightened as if they were going to pull him into the sky.

The tiger struggled and roared, so the electric light traveled in the sky and hit the chain.

Then the strong wind raged, making the chains shake constantly.

So the lightning, thunder, and the thunder fire that exploded were swept by the strong wind.

But after the lightning dissipated and the storm subsided, the chains remained as before, and even in the midst of the thunder storm, they appeared even more majestic and majestic, and even more frightening. Or mortals, they were speechless for a long time at this terrifying moment.

Wei Yuan forcibly controlled his consciousness.

He knew that the opportunity had come.

He doesn't deny the tiger's own will determination, and doesn't deny his own role in building divinity, but he can't deny that the luck bestowed by Liu Xiu is also the only way for the other party to transcend himself and become a god of honor. He must seize the opportunity to cut off his luck and cut off the high platform where the gods are.

In this era, the gods are 'killed'.

Dangerous perhaps, but no second choice.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes, his pupils turned from golden to black.

At this moment, I am a man from God.

The power of Wuzhi Qi dissipated.

Then, only relying on the remnant soul of Jinyu Bird to resist the wind, he stood in the sky, while Wu Zhiqi's divinity condensed in Wei Yuan's palm, following the track of memory, it turned into Zhang Jiao's last talisman. In an instant, the tiger's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Wei Yuan, feeling a power that could threaten him in the latter.

Wei Yuan pointed and slashed, and Zhang Daoling's magic sword attacked the tiger in an instant.

While holding the sword in his right hand, he stepped forward to prepare for the final blow.

However, it never occurred to him that the tiger would not evade or retreat in the face of the magic sword attack, and swallowed the sword alive. His arms were bound by invisible chains, but his eyes were still staring at Wei Yuan. He had to drink in a low voice: Jin Yu Niao, are you going to betray me a second time?!

The remnant soul of Jinyu Bird froze at this moment.

The tiger yelled angrily: Not backing down!!!

The roar of the tiger soared into the sky, and Wei Yuan heard the panicked voice of Jinyu Bird, and then, the remnant soul was scattered by the roar of the tiger in front of him. , there is no doubt that he has sufficient control over the subordinates.

But he didn't expect that after the tiger became a god, the effect would be so great.

And Wuzhiqi's divinity turned into a dragon-slaying talisman, and the Jinyu Bird without the protection and control of Wuzhiqi's divinity could not fight against the tiger at all.

He had anticipated such a possibility, but he hadn't expected that Jin Yuniao, who had acted recklessly before, would be so weak and incompetent when facing the tiger, without even the slightest bit of heart to speak of. Even the last step of a talisman can't be done.

Tian Chenzi raised his head and saw that the figure lost strength and fell before the last sword was delivered.

But there was nothing he could do.

But now, many people, either through telescopes or other methods, know that the tiger is the enemy, and now the self loses strength and falls, falling from such a high place, even if it is a steel body, it will die.

Wei Yuan fell faster and faster, even having difficulty breathing.

The magic sword neighed to catch him, but was restrained by the tiger instead. Wei Yuan saw that the fighter plane seemed to be affected by the tiger. The wind followed the tiger, and the strong wind formed an extremely irregular turbulent layer around the tiger. Let the fighter jet trajectory become extremely unbalanced.

In Wei Yuan's left hand, the talisman transformed by Wuzhiqi's divinity is still there.

As long as it is crushed, it is enough for him to forcibly fly into the air by the water vapor, which is the so-called driving the fog.

But that means there is nothing that can cut off the divinity of the tiger.

He himself does not have the Taoism of the teacher, and if he does not have divinity, he may not be able to do it even if he risks his life.

Wei Yuan's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the increasingly fierce and magnificent gust of wind, he let out a long breath, the eight-faced Han sword whistling in his hand, he looked at the wind, as if he was about to grab something, he did see it, deep down in his heart , The words that the young Taoist once said to himself flowed one by one.

And those strange beasts that he had seen in the ancient times also surfaced in front of his eyes one by one.

Even the alchemy of the late pre-Qin period.

What you see, what you know, what you learn.

Wei Yuan's eyes showed a rare crazy determination, as if in his previous life he stopped in front of the beast, he took one last look at the tiger hiding behind the cloud, and the corner of his mouth hooked—abandon the past and merge into one , there is not only one person with such a mind.

Wei Yuan held the talisman in the palm of his left hand and adjusted his body in the air.

Close your eyes and concentrate.

It was as if he didn't know that he was going to fall, that he was going to fall to death.

At last he whispered,

Fun is the words of the heart...

In his hand is not a magic sword, nor a nine-section staff, but a handle of ordinary iron.

Wei Yuan also pointed at the sword body, Crouching Tiger's blood poured into the spirit, and there appeared a series of talisman lines on the sword body, flying dragons and phoenixes, among which at this moment he no longer sticks to Zhengyi or Taiping Dao, wanton and arrogant, Wei Yuan's black hair is flying, he Holding the sword in both hands, he gritted his teeth, and then plunged into the void heavily, and the talismans were densely covered in the void, turning into a talisman array, like a magic altar.

It's Wei Yuan.

Not Yuan.

He exhaled and said——

The wind.

what is wind

It is flowing air, it is diffusion, and it is the air mechanism between heaven and earth.

It is wild horses, and dust is also the breathing of living things.

The wind is pervasive, and it can also carry the sound to overflow. With the wind in the world at this moment, everyone clearly heard the sentence of strong wind, and then for some reason, the air suddenly became dull, as if there was no trace of wind, and because of this, Once again, it feels like returning to the most sultry time.

Ban Hongyun felt his back was wet with sweat.

An indescribable depression and dead silence.

Then, a gentle whisper, as if the sky and the earth were whispering, came along with the sound of the wind.

Bring it on.

Ban Hongyun felt a little cool.

He stretched out his hand, felt the air flow flowing between his five fingers, and looked up suddenly.

The silent air flow began to surge crazily, starting to gather in one place in the sky, the wind is flowing air, in a distant place, it is a gentle breeze, undetectable, but gradually approaching, the wind began to speed up, like a flowing stream , and finally completely turned into a violent torrent.

Then,

An agitated voice resounded through the world.

The pilot who was struggling to control the fighter saw a drastic change in the special instrument, and said: Report, there is a strong reaction, approaching at an extremely fast speed, no, it's too late!

The whistling sound rushed into the sky.

The policeman who was risking to maintain traffic on the overpass turned his head, and the people living in the modern steel jungle raised their heads. They saw the highest-tech fighter jets flying in the sky, and the white clouds looked like oceans.

Seeing the strong wind seemed to turn into a huge whale, breaking through the sea of ​​clouds and swimming gently in the sky.

Above him is the vast sky, an eternity that has not changed since ancient times, while below are dense urban high-rise buildings, flashing traffic lights, and cars parked on the road. Affected by the strong wind, he flew into the sky.

The wings of steel and the myth of the legend pass by, and the myth and the modern blend at this moment.

The tiger's eyes narrowed slightly, and for the first time, something unexpected appeared in his eyes.

Under Wei Yuan's feet, with the help of the Kunpeng's shadow that had been transformed by manipulating the gust of wind before, it dissipated. Pointing to chop, Zhang Daoling's magic sword and the eight-faced Han sword that was originally Fantie were released at the same time.

It turned into two light shadows, one red and one blue, piercing through the tiger's arm in an instant.

The first celestial master, the magic sword.

The last Crouching Tiger, War Sword.

Wei Yuan flew down from the sky, before landing in front of the tiger at this instant, he slashed horizontally with his fingers.

The essential art of peace begins with exorcising disease and ends with slaying dragons.

There was a pause in the voice, thinking of the young Taoist asking the big man to die, Wei Yuan just said:

Evil God, Fu Zhu!

PS: Today's first update... 6,000 words, for the second update, I'll see if I can write it out, try my best, and finish it a little bit.

And if there is no more than twelve o'clock, everyone should go to bed early, cover your face......

Thank you for Wanshang from being handsome to old, thank you very much~