Museum of Demons

The sharp sword, with almost full body strength and absolute murderous intent, almost split Kaiming's heart and half of his body, but almost at the same time, Wei Yuan's brows were extremely painful, and Kaiming's palms suddenly returned. cut.

The enlightened black pupils are introverted, and the previous anxiety has turned into a mist that lures the enemy, and the inside is cold.

Jian Guang is as arrogant as looking down on everything in the world from the nine heavens.

It is the three thousand miles of jade dragon and snow mang, the scenery of Kunlun.

At the cost of being almost pierced through the heart, with an incredible sword move, Buzhou Mountain God and Wei Yuan were forced to retreat. The white-clothed youth's robe was stained with blood, and he still wanted to straighten his body, but after all, the injury of the heart being cut was not for the god. He couldn't ignore it, he staggered, the sword edge slammed on the ground, and a pair of black and purple pupils stared at Wei Yuan and Buzhou Mountain God in front of him.

The black hair is scattered, but the aura is especially vast and strong.

The sharpness and strength that belong only to the swordsman, the sword is not easy to break, and it is not unique to the human race.

Seems to want to say something.

Opening his mouth, golden blood spurted out.

In the third of the Enlightened Nine Poems, the energy mechanism is almost collapsed.

Wei Yuan gasped for breath, thunder and fire intertwined around his body, turning into a armor-like defense, even the sword in his hand was condensed with thunder and fire. Buzhou Mountain God once said that if he reaches the limit of the future, he can reach the level of immortality, but But not now.

In fact, he has now reached his physical and mental limits.

But under the limit, with the blessing of Lei Tian's powerful hexagram, the sneak attack from behind actually only severely injured Kaiming, the top ten peaks... Wei Yuan held the sword of thunder and fire with five fingers, and his black pupils locked on the enemy in front of him, deeply Taking a deep breath, the air mechanism collided with his heart, turning into an air mechanism of thunder and flames.

Buzhou Mountain God turned sideways, crossed his arms, and stopped in front of Chang Xi.

Enlightened just now is to forcibly trade death for death, even if it represents the side of an enlightened swordsman, his scheming skills are still hidden deep in his heart, the corners of Buzhou Mountain God's mouth twitched, the old man hates these slippery things the most Yes, but why did Mao encounter such an opponent just after waking up?

Sword move... what is it called?

The first sentence that Kaiming Beast spoke was actually asking about the sword.

Wei Yuan exhaled: The first sword, hometown.

The second sword...

His voice paused: Old friend.

Old friend, hometown...

The young man in white murmured a few times and laughed freely: The old man returns to his hometown, and his fate will end in Chang'an.

Good swordsmanship, but with this swordsmanship, I don't seem to be able to keep me.

After all, the top ten are the top ten, even if it is a split spirit, it also represents the absolute crushing of the rest of the levels, even if it is among the top ten, it can only be separated in special environments and special combat areas, but it is absolutely difficult to stay The other party's life.

Wahuang Fuxi teamed up to overwhelm Dijun, but they could never keep him.

Yuan..., no, Wei Yuan.

Kaiming raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth:

I approve of you.

As my opponent.

The sword in his palm swung and pierced, and his vigor was surging, as if he was transforming all living things. Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, his expression was stunned. These two swords were exactly his hometown and old friend, but there were other changes indistinctly, so he discarded them. The vastness of humanity was exchanged for the grandeur of the divine way.

No longer a person who walks alone through the years.

It is the God who overlooks the vicissitudes of all things and the common people.

The swordsmanship changes, and the charm is long.

Good swordsmanship.

Kaiming, who was obviously seriously injured, agreed, and then raised the famous sword in the palm of his hand that looked like a vast snow field, inlaid with gemstones, but the sharpness was extremely sharp, and said: A sword for a sword, I have seen your two swords, Return your sword, look out, this sword is called Kunlun!

With a flick of my wrist, the edge of the sword is sharp, and a sharp ray of cold light emerges from the edge of the sword, and then becomes more magnificent, like a jade dragon three thousand miles away. The Jianfeng Evolution Kunlun.

My sword is Kunlun.

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted, this sword was actually just a derivation, and he displayed many changes in it openly in front of him. As a swordsman at the peak of the world, this sword move, which represented the gods sitting and watching the ten directions, was almost instantaneous. It was imprinted in his heart, and he could do whatever he wanted.

But at this time, Kaiming's figure instantly swept back.

Taking advantage of Wei Yuan's uncontrollable loss of consciousness, he left in an instant.

Buzhou Mountain God sighed, he can indeed catch up, but there are still people here who need his care, and he is too afraid of that enlightened, that kid is like a hedgehog ball covered with thorns, always It feels like a thorn in the hand when you touch it.

The old mountain god protects Wei Yuan.

In just a few short breaths, the sword marks dissipated, and Chang Xi tried his best to see something, but he only saw the disappearing sword light like a flying rainbow. Apart from being amazed, there was nothing to gain.

Wei Yuan raised his head, looked at the direction Kaiming was going away, and twitched the corner of his mouth:

He's running.

His death is very serious...

That's why you don't want to be entangled?

Death robbery? Buzhou Mountain God was puzzled.

Well... it's getting heavier. Wei Yuan replied, the help left by the master has not completely dissipated, so this reckless man actually has some means of divination, but in fact, many people don't know it. The old man who answered the Zhouyi in Shuo Gua has reached the level of rebelling against innate gossip and easy numbers.

Those who count the past will follow suit.

Those who know the coming are rebellious.

The past is the past, and the coming is the future, rebelling against the innate gossip, and watching the past and the future.

Buzhou Mountain God looked at Wei Yuan's situation in the past, stretched out his palm to squeeze the left side and the right side, first he was overjoyed, and then showed a trace of regret: It's a pity, it's a pity, if you are there If you stay inside for a longer period of time, the foundation will be deeper.

Wei Yuan thought of the sword that was handed out at the end, and said, Perhaps...

But, I also got something more important.

He swayed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was also sluggish. Buzhou Mountain God supported him and planned to take him away to recuperate his injuries. Now it is equivalent to just being trained from the most violent place and in the weakest state. state, but Wei Yuan broke away from the old man.

He staggered to the edge of the pool of thunder and fire, looked at the violent flames, and jumped directly without hesitation.

Buzhou Mountain God: ??!

Fox cub, what are you doing?!

Wei Yuan didn't answer, the current thunder and fire energy can't kill him anymore, he can't feel oppression until the deep level, the wounds left by this training in the body are oppressed again, not to mention, there is no Taiyin Zhichun now. However, he didn't care about it, and went down to the deepest point.

He stretched out his hand and frantically flicked those Thunder Fire Crystals, and a series of hideous injuries appeared on his hand.

Until he saw the put down Chang'an sword, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it violently.

Chi sound.

Even in this land of thunder and fire, Wei Yuan's palm was still scalded by the extremely hot heat, but he clenched his teeth, pulled out the Chang'an sword with great force, and then went up from here again. He has just completed the most dangerous Trial, and then forcibly confronted one of the top ten peak spirits.

Then go into danger.

Even after going through this kind of tempering, gradually began to reborn, but this is a long journey, laying the foundation, not overnight, like the most basic body training, it must be polished slowly, not to mention the more advanced the state The more advanced one needs to be cautious.

The second time across Thunderfire, it was easier than the first, but this time it was no longer helpful.

Wei Yuan raised his head, and at the last moment, the imprint of the undead flower suddenly rose from his heart. It seemed that inspired by this boundless Zhiyang Zhigang Qi, the last power of the undead flower turned into quiet eyes, The celestial girl with a clear face seemed to be on top, reaching out her hand towards him.

No sorrow and no joy, she is the goddess who picked off the immortal flower back then.

The knight grinned.

Jue...

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the palm of Jue, who had been transformed by the immortal flower's last breath.

It was like capturing the girl who picked the immortal flower back then.

Then he exerted force on his wrist, instead of accepting the last aura of the undead flower, he stretched out his hand to hold it, grabbed the undead flower, and pulled it suddenly, the girl transformed into the pure aura was pulled towards him, and the swordsman in the thunder and fire held it with one hand. Sword, embraced the girl with one hand, and the breath of the immortal flower dissipated.

Then he raised his strength and broke through the abyss of thunder and fire.

The Buzhou Mountain God over there was staring at the place where the thunder and fire were surging. He saw the thunder and flames intertwined and separated. With a bang, a body appeared, and then almost struggled to climb up, supporting the edge with his shoulders and elbows. , Turn over.

I just came up and passed out completely due to the pressure and the loss of energy before.

The old man was amazed, and covered him with his clothes. Seeing that even though he was unconscious, he was holding a sword that had been melted so hard that he couldn't see its original appearance. Buzhou Mountain God was stunned. In his left hand, he tightly held an ordinary flower that had lost its magic.

Holding the sword in one hand and protecting the flower in the other, even in a coma, her brows were tightly furrowed and she refused to let go.

Buzhou Mountain God stretched out his hand and touched it, his fingers seemed to be cast iron.

The little guy is also difficult.

The old man sighed, picked him up, and led Chang Xi away from this place quickly.

………………

The footsteps were quick, and the light was hidden, just in case he was noticed.

The head of Kaiming's sword was clutching his chest, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, at an extremely fast speed, and he wanted to stay away from here.

Although he is not enlightened and in charge of the end of the ten directions, he is more or less talented in strategy, like the sharp edge of a sword, leaving no life for others or himself, but he never counted, that person actually came from the place of death. Break free from the mortal realm.

Counting all the common people, seeing through the world, but missing the hearts of the people...

He stretched out his hand to press his heart, and the wound left by the sword mark couldn't be healed.

There is another mythical concept attached to the sword marks.

Even if it is the body of a god or the body of time, it cannot be recovered, or in other words, the recovery speed is as slow as that of a mortal body.

Heh... Yanhuang...

The next time we meet, there will be a reward.

Kaiming coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

He seemed to have sensed it, raised his head, and saw the constellations of stars in the sky, and the strange thing was that no matter how fast he was, the position of these constellations of stars relative to him remained unchanged, as if his fate And the time space, all locked, are all mortal astrology.

Kaiming Jianshou withdrew his gaze, raised his head, and looked forward with his black and purple bewitching pupils.

A man in a dark gold uniform stood in front of him, with black hair like ink and a gold silk ponytail.

His eyes are indifferent and his face is handsome.

Age of Gods ranks first in combat power alone.

Emperor Jun.

State - full prosperity, ontology.

Be enlightened and stop.

PS: Today's first update... 3,200 words. Thank you for the legendary high-level tentacle rewards, thank you~

Well, take a closer look, what the old mountain lord said before is the limit of his future.