Museum of Demons

Among Qianling.

The battle spirit from the past, even though it is no longer in the age of the gods, has been nourished by Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng with the treasures of geomantic omen for thousands of years, and coupled with the formation of Qianling, it has been forced to constantly attack , encircled and suppressed, and submerged the god who supported the sky.

The revived Tang Gaozong, Emperor Li Zhi no longer cared, lowered his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold his wife.

Sudden,

Relying on the speed of running wildly, it turned into a stream of light, and the soul of the famous general who sent out the weapon in his hand froze.

The famous gun in his hand turned into powder.

Hesitation appeared on Jianghun's face.

A huge palm stretched out, directly held its head, and then clasped its five fingers together. Together with the helmet of the bright light armor and the head of the soul, they were crushed together and turned into streamers. After the shock, his body was unscathed, his tone was calm and indifferent, and he finished his unfinished words.

I shouldn't have come...

He said, Another waste of time.

The berserk aura, the rage of being deceived again, finally turned into a flame of power visible to the naked eye.

Supporting the heavens for all beings in the wilderness for five thousand years.

After making countless meritorious deeds and finally completing the contract with the gods, blue veins appeared on the forehead of the god, as well as endless flames of anger. He stretched out his finger and pointed to the left, smiled, and said in a low voice, Emperor Dahongxiao, the great sage of heaven. Stretching out his finger and pointing to the right, he said to himself: When the sun and the moon are in the sky, then the Great Sage Emperor.

The opponent who once ran in the same era as the Three Emperors and Five Emperors suddenly laughed angrily:

fart!

emperor!

What qualifications do you have to bear the title of Emperor and Emperor?!

You have meritorious deeds, can you stand side by side with the Three Emperors and Five Emperors?!

He stood up violently and punched hard.

It seems that the whole world is distorted, able to bear and bear the weight of the sky, the gods who support the world for all living beings, the original scriptures of Pangu, its power turned into reality, and suddenly passed by, the souls of thousands of imperial forest soldiers, and the remnants of the famous generals seemed to be frozen Into the amber, in the next moment, turned into powder.

Zhu Jiuyin's reincarnation is Yuan Tiangang after all.

Instead of Zhu Jiuyin.

And the years of the Tang Dynasty, after all, thousands of years have passed since the last splendid age of gods.

Needless to say, the era of mountains and seas is so far away that the sun is above the sky.

The entire imperial mausoleum sank.

The Qianling formation was instantly destroyed.

The expression on Zhong's face was silent, he stood up and flicked the dust off his body, the laughter and casualness on his face disappeared, and turned solemn.

Name - heavy.

Lifespan - more than ten thousand years.

The original record - Shan Hai Jing

Identity - Great Desolation God.

The confidant of the Emperor of Heaven.

Human Emperor, one of the Five Emperors, Zhuanxu's ministers, friends, and eternal enemies.

The concept of Shenzhou mythology and the prototype of Pangu.

It is the manifestation of Pangu's power to support the sky.

'The sky tilts to the northwest, the earth sinks to the southeast, the gods of heaven support the sky again, and Li offers the earth. '

'The heavy sun is one zhang high, and the sky is one zhang high. For five thousand years, the sky is extremely high, and the gods will emerge. '

The eyes of the gods who supported the weight of the sky for five thousand years were indifferent, without the usual casualness and jokes, only a trace of boredom and boredom, and even the anger that was finally aroused was unprecedented, even after learning that Zhuanxu died. A fury never compared to other times.

He whispered:

Zhuanxu, take a look...

Is this the emperor of later generations?! Is this the emperor of China!

He walked out of the dust, punched out, and the battle spirit of the famous general in front of him was also directly turned into powder. He came slowly, and said to himself in a low voice:

As you said, the emperor, Chuya, Koya, Hiroya.

In the middle of the Honglu, the shade is opened and the outline is laid out, and the emperor's pole is contained in the upper part, and it shines brightly.

Referring to the sky and the earth, deified and sublime, brilliant and beautiful, invincible, and only qualified to be called the emperor.

And virtue is like the heaven and the earth called the emperor.

He raised his head and looked ahead:

Even Zhuanxu is just an emperor, even Yu is just a king.

Who gave you the qualifications and arrogance to dare to call yourself emperor?

Do you know the weight of these two words? Are you... insulting the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns?

You don't even have the strength of the Age of Gods, but you dare to be presumptuous before the weight of the sky?

Yu, kneel down!

The soul of the last feudal king was beheaded.

He punched heavily.

Once fought as Huozheng under the command of Emperor Zhuanxu.

The gods who once ran among the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the gods of the age respected and respected by the world were finally furious.

It's just that he can't even tell where this anger comes from—whether it comes from the shame of being teased, or from the anger that the name of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors was slandered, or from even though he is a god. All have the supreme respect for the Three Emperors and Five Emperors who are enemies.

Emperor, Emperor, these two titles have extremely important significance for the existence of the Age of Gods.

In the end, it was as if the world had collapsed.

Repeat the endgame where the sky tilts to the northwest and the earth sinks to the southeast.

The souls of tens of thousands of imperial forest soldiers were instantly annihilated in ashes.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining will of the souls and true spirits of the ten important ministers dissipated.

The next moment, Emperor Li Zhi wanted to stop him, but his soul immediately collapsed.

Because the heavy palm was pressed against his forehead.

Annihilate it directly.

The god who supported the sky closed his five fingers and walked forward slowly, his tone indifferent.

It's not you, the soul doesn't have the tenacity of the true spirit of the age of gods, and it doesn't have the solidification of a peerless hero. It's a pity...

The will of the war spirits is very strong, and the skills are very proficient, but that's all. They were never born in the age of gods, and their foundation is insufficient.

Ji Xuanyuan is just a carpenter born next to Jishui, while Yu is the child of a guilty minister, who was convicted by heaven; you are different from them and are able to achieve great things. You are standing here because you were born in the royal family and because of your own Bloodline or relatives and husbands. Instead of relying on one's own achievements, open up a path that no one has ever had before.

Emperor, since ancient times, even in the age of gods, there have been countless kings.

The only ones who get that title are the Three Sovereigns, the Five Sovereigns, and the Eight.

The leader of the human race is the king.

And the only ones who have opened up an unprecedented road are the emperors and emperors...not you.

So you are not worthy of the Xuanyuan Sword, nor are you worthy of being enemies of the sky.

The heavy voice paused: Damn... who the hell created the title of emperor?

And who is it that makes you all feel that you can bear this title?

It took him a long time to calm down.

The majesty and heavy anger in his eyes subsided.

Instead, it is the vicissitudes and heaviness that belong to the gods alone.

Pangu supported the heaven and the earth.

Weight is the source of this legend.

Five thousand years of suffering, five thousand years of burden, its true strength is beyond the reach of the four fierce and four spirits.

Even the revived Li Zhi's true spirit was wiped out, hundreds of thousands of Tang spirits were scattered, but for some reason, the woman did not turn into ashes and annihilate under the first impact, but this is not a problem.

The second palm fell with a flick of his sleeves.

Just when he killed him casually.

Zhong suddenly noticed a strange breath.

The movement stopped suddenly.

The palm was only pressed on the woman's forehead, and the majestic air waves just made the woman's true spirit fall into a deep sleep, into the deepest state, and frowned heavily. At first, she thought it was her own illusion, but she suddenly noticed it in her body. There is also a breath of undead flowers, whispering incredulously:

Kunlun Immortal Flower...

This is the most special one among so many undead flowers. It is the only one in ancient and modern times. After being picked off, it is impossible to grow again. There cannot be two... unless... this woman has devoured the potter's hard work ?!

Chong stared wide-eyed, clasped five fingers slightly, and turned his wrist over.

The method of watching the world was used to take out the true spirit that the woman overflowed.

As if he was following a drama, he saw the reason and fate, and the expression on his face gradually became complicated, gradually showing a happy color. He took out the second pair of sunglasses, put it on the bridge of his nose and helped him, the expression on his face changed from that deep, Majesty, pain and loneliness, turned into frivolity and indifference.

Recalling the picture he saw before, resting his right hand on his forehead, he burst out laughing:

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

So that's how it is, that's how it is!

The god who has taken on the heaviest responsibility in the world looks like a happy person happily.

Such a domineering exclusive heart, such pure hatred.

Interesting and interesting, only the various forms of life, love, hate, love and hatred, can be called the world. Shi Yi, what you see in the world is just a blind man feeling the elephant, and you don't know the whole picture. Only by watching life, love, hate, love and hatred, can you know the world what's inside of you.

If that's the case, then it's not a loss to give this thing to you.

One of the original Pangu scriptures, the God of Supporting the Sky, took out an object.

It is like dust and sand, but it has the power of endless creation in that kind of dead silence.

It is the soil where Nuwa created man.

Zhong shook the thing off without hesitation. Although the rough hands and feet he used to support the heaven and the earth could not compare with Nuwa's slender fingers, at least it was better than the mud spots thrown out by picking up a whip. After a while, I revisited my handicraft.

Forget it, this won't work.

The God of Supporting the Sky, who became a happy person directly because of suffering for five thousand years, took out his mobile phone.

Open the video software and start the video.

Hmm... Royal sister type, nightclub style, queen style...

Three Wu girls, arrogant, arrogant?

What is this and what?

Sure enough, it was created by Nuwa. The talent for kneading soil is unbelievably well developed.

He sighed, and with the learning ability of the gods, he directly gave up on this matter and used spells to simulate it neatly. Finally, a woman with raised eyebrows and picturesque eyes appeared, but for some reason, those eyes No matter how you change it, it will turn into the same appearance.

The color of the soil dissipated.

It turned into delicate skin, and turned into a winding skirt.

Zhong directly put the Wulong True Spirit into it.

The girl opened her eyes and then fell into a coma.

Chong flicked his sleeves and put it in the coffin here, looking forward to the future scene, slowly got up, and shook his lower body, maybe what happened today angered him again, one failure may be a mistake, but two, three, obviously Regardless of its size or meritorious service, it cannot be compared with the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, but it has to bear the title of surpassing the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

For the existence of their time, this is an insult to the whole.

The emperor is Nuwa who created people, Fuxi opened the sky, the emperor Xuanyuan determined the world, Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, and even King Yu determined Kyushu.

He is the pioneer who opened up an unprecedented path for the common people in the dark.

Therefore, he is respected as the emperor of Huanghuang heaven and earth, and he is respected as the emperor of Depi heaven and earth.

He was finally provoked.

With time, the aura of Shenzhou is decreasing, so the earliest one is the emperor of the age of gods?

The merits and demerits of the three emperors, and the virtues of the five emperors.

Oh, let the kings of later generations who have not made the achievements of their predecessors bear the titles of emperor and emperor. I want to see if you are worthy of this The title of the Emperor of the Age of Gods, the generals of the Age of Gods, don't let me down again, if the successor of Zhuanxu who defeated me is nothing more than that.

Then, it's too ridiculous.

He clasped his fingers together.

There was no smile on his face.

It was just that when he thought of that friend, that sworn enemy, his movements paused.

Serenity added:

This time, let's fight as the five emperors of the human race, the important ministers under Zhuanxu's command.

PS: Today's second update... buffer chapter.

The end of Qin Dynasty is the end of the Age of Gods. When Wu Zetian and Li Zhi fought, even Xuanzang and Chen Yuan were far inferior. How could they be heavy opponents who have carried the sky for five thousand years?