Museum of Demons

In the wilderness, where the natural thunder and the fire of the earth's veins meet.

Thunder and flames intertwined, and a huge sound burst out like the roar of the gods of heaven and earth. The pure aura gathered and turned into an aura tide that was never seen in any other world and was vast enough to be seen with the naked eye.

The assassin who made the shot looked at the person in front of him who was resisting him, and his thoughts froze for a moment.

Is this crazy? !

Or a dead man?

The brain was stagnant, but the movement did not stop at all, piercing the arm of the person in front of him in an instant and then stabbing into the heart.

Amidst the bang, thunder and fire fell heavily.

Wei Yuan's body trembled, and the blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The fierceness of the sword, the interlaced arms that pierced the body of the God of Kunlun, still directly pierced his heart, it is obvious that it is not an ordinary thing, it is almost a fatal injury, Wei Yuan's eyes are Refocus.

Hands crossed, violently.

Divine power erupted.

That dark and weird sword was broken. If it is pulled out, the injury on the heart will be further deteriorated, and the time to move will inevitably be shortened. Therefore, even if the nail pierces the wrist bone, Wei Yuan still forcibly broke the sword. sword.

Encounter on a narrow road...

The pupils of the assassin on the opposite side contracted.

When instinctively took half a step back, Wei Yuan suddenly took a step forward.

The pupils are black as an abyss.

The heroic and tragic air rushed towards his face, the five fingers of his right hand were slightly opened, and he suddenly stretched out, grabbed the face of the assassin, and pressed down violently, this force did not seem like the dying person said it could explode, directly The assassin's face was pressed hard into the pool of thunder and fire.

The yang and masculinity erupted, directly burning and destroying the entire face.

Even assassins who have undergone special training are still burned to the point of pain and howl in this unique place where the thunder and fire reach the sun.

Wei Yuan raised his left hand, and amidst the sound of Chang'an Sword's long bang, he plunged down and directly nailed this person to death.

You can only attack but not defend...

Wei Yuan narrowed his black pupils slightly, realizing the method of the other party's practice.

Giving up prolonging life, giving up defense, and focusing on the instant kill that explodes in an instant, and after a single hit misses, its threat level and combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. However, the world can dodge such a first blow. not much.

It took a long time to cultivate the combat power close to God, but only to exhaust everything and send out a sword.

What kind of lunatic is this?

Wei Yuan lowered his head and subconsciously reached out to touch the undead flower.

It's just that the five fingers passed through the virtual image, and when Wei Yuan touched the lifelike flower, the place collapsed. This immortal thing that grew in the garden of the sky and had the highest personality just disappeared into nothingness. exist in heaven and earth.

From now on, there will be no afterlife.

Wei Yuan clasped his five fingers together.

In the blood, the undead flower finally completely left him, and he was in a daze.

Jue...

Will I never see you again?

Pushed into the mud pit by Wei Yuan, Chang Xi, who avoided the sword, quickly approached. Seeing the sword that pierced the heart, the opponent was a top-notch killing weapon. .

Chang Xi took out a jade bottle, and poured something like flowing moonlight into Wei Yuan's wound.

But it couldn't heal and couldn't stay. The moonflower jade dew only made up for the wound for a short time, and then it really dissipated like the moon in the mirror. Chang Xi was stunned, and when he wanted to continue falling, Wei Yuan grabbed Her arm, said: Don't waste your time.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the dangerous place in front of him with black pupils.

poisonous……

poison?

After careful identification, Chang Xi finally found the gray that was spreading continuously, and his face froze a little bit: This is... Guixu...

Nirvana.

If it wasn't for the immortal flower, I'd probably die right now. Wei Yuan raised his head, and suddenly with a flick of his right hand, the immortal binding ropes of the Daoist sect flew out, one after the other, binding Chang Xi and the troubled old man Get up, and with a flick, the two of them were thrown directly to the side.

This is the place where the heaven and the earth are most yang and rigid, a cliff where thunder and flames condense, and there is even a pull of gravity, which is extremely heavy. Wei Yuan directly threw the other end of the fairy rope out, almost looking like he wanted to The two were thrown to death.

But when he was halfway down, he clenched his palms tightly.

Chang Xi was taken aback, and then saw the flames of Thunder Fire erupting beside him.

Buzhou Mountain God, who once made a vow of heaven to never participate in the affairs of the Three Realms, was stunned, and then his face changed drastically. In his perception, there were several terrifying qi at the same time, which seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, and burst out suddenly, strangling Xiang Xinkou Hitting the sword, Wei Yuan whose breath kept dissipating.

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth curled up, he held the sword in his right hand, and his black pupils were as cold as ice.

I will save you.

When I said this, what flashed before my eyes was the prosperity of the world.

He lowered his head and said softly:

So don't worry.

do not be afraid.

Being dropped in the sky above the dangerous land of thunder and fire, even those elites who came out of the ruins had to kill Wei Yuan first. Therefore, it was just a single person with a single sword, which seemed to be an insurmountable city. Wei Yuan wrapped his right hand around Wrap, holding the fairy rope tightly.

Because he was on the verge of death, on the contrary, the stubbornness and bravery in his bones broke out.

A very strange phenomenon, many heroes in China, only when they protect others, can they burst out with power beyond the limit.

Buzhou Mountain God's thoughts turned like lightning, he still gritted his teeth and shouted: Boy, let go!

Let go! Run away, the old man will find you later!!

I kid you not!

Your injury can still be healed, don't do stupid things!

I'll bring Chang Xi to find you!

You fox cub, trust me this time, let go!

The oath of the year?

What the hell is that thing, Fuxi, you old silver coin, tricked the old man into signing the agreement.

do not care!

The covenant of Fuxi is the covenant of Fuxi.

If the signing of the oath is not for the purpose of breaking, then it will be meaningless!

Buzhou Mountain God directly intends to spare Kongzi to avoid the oath. Although he can't take the initiative to intervene, and can't burst into the sky at this time, but if Wei Yuan throws him down, he can do it in the name of self-protection, and Fuxi can't pick it out. What happened, but the old man's angry shout was completely ignored by Wei Yuan.

Power is constantly passing away, Chang Xi cannot be allowed to die here, otherwise there will be catastrophe in the world.

But if Chang Xi was in disaster, where would Di Jun be?

Wei Yuan's thoughts disappeared, and he drew his sword almost instinctively, shouting angrily, the power of each sword was slashed out crazily, his right hand firmly held on to the immortal rope, even if the other end of the immortal rope was pulled by someone who tried his best to let him go In Buzhou Mountain, he fought as he walked, dripping with blood, but his momentum was not inferior in the slightest.

The sword was hit in the shoulder, and the weapon was shattered with the backhand.

The sword in the palm stabbed out, directly piercing the killer's throat, tearing half of the neck apart.

Holding it horizontally with his backhand, he blocked the three long swords that were coming at him at the same time.

Suddenly, a stream of light burst out from the space gap.

It directly pierced Wei Yuan's right knee, Wei Yuan let out a muffled snort, swayed his body, and almost half-kneeled on the ground. As soon as the fairy-binding rope held in his right hand was loosened, it slid down dangerously. Wei Yuan bit his tongue, blood flowed down, his pupils refocused, and his right hand tightly clenched the fairy-binding rope.

The other side seemed to be stunned.

Wei Yuan's Chang'an sword nailed his opponent to death with the method of controlling the sword.

With his left hand, he directly pulled out the sword that pierced his knee. Under the severe pain, his face was distorted, he roared and screamed, fighting desperately, entering alone, this is the place where the mortal must die, but he wants the living to go back .

Those chasing soldiers were beheaded one by one by the broken long sword, and blood flowed down the fairy rope.

The red above the gold is extremely eye-catching.

The last sword pierced through the chasing Guixu leader. Wei Yuan punched the masked face into a muddy state. The old man Bu Zhoushan and Chang Xi who were on the dangerous ground were thrown into the air.

The two landed in a safe place and rushed over quickly.

Wei Yuan stood on the spot, panting violently, his black pupils lost focus, he held the sword in his left hand, and his right hand, which was originally holding the fairy rope, was already dripping with blood, and the weight pulled out by the fairy rope had caused deep bone wounds.

Great, you're still alive...

Chang Xi's voice froze.

Those black pupils had lost all their brilliance.

Then he fell down in front of her and Buzhou Mountain God.

King Yu fought fiercely for the world for 30,000 miles, of which the last 10,000 miles, the god was dead but the spirit was still there, fighting endlessly, Xingtian Xuanyuan died in Changyang Mountain, Xuanyuan beheaded him, with breasts as eyes and navel as mouth, fucked Gan Qi dances.

Although the body is dead, the qi is especially strong.

Chang Xi's lips trembled, and after the living things were taken out one by one, old man Bu Zhoushan hurriedly pulled away the ropes, and crawled over to pinch Wei Yuan's Qi veins. Chang Xi glared at him, You clearly have the strength. , why not take action?!

Bu Zhoushan lowered his head and said nothing, stretched out his hand to pinch Wei Yuan's bones, his old face became more and more ugly, almost turning black, and finally his mouth trembled and said:

The wound of the last Golden Crow and the great sun, the sword mark of the days and years of the vice-lord of the Heavenly Emperor.

And the soul does not know who has put a gu on it. This is, where did the suffering of reincarnation come from?

Guixu's Nirvana sword intent, broken hands, broken hearts, this kid, isn't he afraid of death?

The age of this soul is not too young. Could it be that every life is the world's most miserable?

He frustrated: Put away your things, Chang Xi.

Those things are hard to resist even the dead poison of Guixu's Nirvana. The Nirvana of Guixu is the most poisonous thing in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. Your stuff is useless. If this kid listened to the old man just now, then it's still worth it! better...

And Fuxi.

That bastard!

As soon as Buzhou Mountain God thought of the oath of heaven on his body, he would jump up angrily, saying that it was heaven, but it was actually compiled by Fuxi himself. Chang Xi gritted his teeth and said, Is there no other way?! Aren't you a top ten?

Ah this...

Buzhou Mountain God was stunned.

Chang Xi sneered and said, Even if I didn't recognize it at the beginning, I can guess it later.

The old man Bu Zhoushan smiled wryly and said: I'm not good at healing. Besides, I'm just a consciousness now. My body is still in Kunlun, and the one in the wilderness is just knocked out by a small section. And even if it's the poison of time, the Golden Crow Big suns and the like are of no use to me.

But, but this boy, this fox cub is of the human race.

He can't practice the old man's method, but he can probably live after practicing.

Buzhou Mountain God is full of frustration. As the ten strongest gods in the world, it is really uncomfortable for him not to be able to save a kid. The kid's secret injury makes him feel outrageous. How did he survive so desperately to get this injury? of? How hard it must be, is there no one to help him?

He sighed, squeezed Wei Yuan's bones, and then his face froze.

Um? ! !

Something's wrong... kind of weird.

Pinch again?

So Buzhou Mountain God squeezed again, thought for a while, squeezed again, his eyes widened.

Wait, this doesn't seem like a human being, this physical characteristic, is...

The old man finally came to his senses, and blurted out what he heard from Wei Yuan.

Fuck...

This, this is, the body of the mountain god?!

Wait a moment?!

The old man got up in a jerk, his eyes widened and his mouth trembled a little: Can it work?!

It works!

Hahahaha, he is not human, not human, he can do it, he can do it! Hahaha, I don't need to recite this karma!

Chang Xi looked puzzled at one of the top ten who had taken the oath and couldn't easily make a move, and suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had encountered the happiest thing. Buzhou Mountain God patted Wei Yuan at this moment, and said loudly: This kid, fox cub, is not human!

Oh no, I mean, he doesn't seem to be just human!

It's saved!

He rejoiced and said, The old man's technique, he can practice it!

Your method?

Chang Xi was puzzled, and then his thoughts froze slightly, his pupils shrank, and he raised his head little by little, looking at the old man in front of him, he was so horrified that he could hardly speak, he couldn't speak.

Buzhou Mountain God.

The concept of mythology - holding the sky and supporting the ground.

Lay mountains over seas!

PS: Today's first update... 3,600 words.