Museum of Demons

The power of the gods to prop up the heavens and the earth counterattacked in an instant.

The speed of the fingertips exceeds the limit, and under the absolute power, it also has absolute speed.

It's just that the high-speed air that was broken was already hot enough to be as sharp as a red-hot scalpel, and it easily broke through Nuwa's earth-level heart defense layer. After that, a trace of consternation and anger appeared on Zhong's face.

You... Nuwa soil of this seat!!!

There is clearly a mark on the heart, and Nuwa soil has been taken out.

And the pupils of the girl who never took a step back from the beginning to the end gradually dimmed.

Qingqiu country could not be contacted, and when Wei Yuan hurried back to the old street, he knocked on the door of the girl Ah Zhao, and then realized that something was wrong, when he opened the door and came in, he found this room It has been cleaned very well, as if the owner is going away.

There is a cup of black tea on the table, and a letter is pressed under the black tea.

There is also a box.

Wei Yuan unfolded the letter paper, and saw beautiful handwriting on it:

Master Wei, when you open this letter, I should already be gone.

But please don't worry about me.

I just think it would be too regrettable to just stay in the old street after finally coming to this era and the human world thousands of years later. Therefore, I hope to go out and have a look at this human world.

Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, I may come back, or maybe I will find my own destination and never come back, but I hope to keep this room.

The god who supported the sky gritted his teeth, and there were many lines on his body. It was a golden light, which represented the luck of the emperor. For thousands of years, the only female emperor who was regarded as the orthodox luck was the emperor. The counterattack with the breath of the hunter, the god who supports the sky, was also a courtier of the human race.

It's Xia Guan.

Even if it is as strong as Gonggong, it will be backlashed by the Emperor's weapon.

As the god who supports the sky, it is represented as one of the several times of enshrining Zen in the world. The dagger transformed into the legend of Li Zhi in the Tang Dynasty was pierced through the abdomen by the only female emperor, representing the power of backlash. suppress.

The fundus of the sky-supporting god is densely covered with lines.

And Wei Yuan from the museum read out the letter in a low voice.

So, please don't come looking for me again.

However, when you and Miss Jue get married, you can send me a text message, I will give you a gift, and I hope that I will always be just Ah Zhao here, without any other identity.

In addition, if the empress knew what the white-haired fairy was thinking at the time, maybe she would say this in the end. It is the answer to your life-and-death enemy, Master Wei, Wenjun has another heart, and she will destroy it. Burn it, When the wind blows up its ashes! From now on, don't miss each other again, lovesickness will never be with you!

It's just a joke.

Brother Wei, don't think too much.

Don't read, take photos.

I'm traveling around the world.

Wei Yuan was absent-minded for a long time, and opened the box. Inside the jade box, strands of light and dust fluctuated like stars. Surrounded by the nuwa soil, the half-moon-shaped jade pendant was lying quietly, with the same pattern on it. As in those days.

‘Brother Chen, are you going far away? '

'My mother gave it to me, now I give it to you. '

The girl smiled and bowed with her arms crossed, her voice clear and crisp:

'May you have a safe and healthy journey ahead, without any worries. '

May you have a safe and healthy journey ahead, be smooth and worry-free...

I am Datang, I am Wu Zhou...

The girl leaned against the stone pillar and sat down, her heart was empty, she lowered her eyes and smiled and whispered: I am Shenzhou.

Thousands of generations.

Thousands of generations...

For some reason, at this moment, I suddenly thought of the experience of the last time I was old. I stayed in Ziwei Palace, and all the relatives and relatives were deserted. I was left alone overlooking the palace of the sunset. Will you make other choices when you are in the middle of the day, probably not.

Whether it is merit or demerit, she is a cruel and ruthless poisonous woman with blood on her hands.

He is the king who opened the imperial examination and took the test in person.

He is an emperor surrounded by sages, and a widow who betrays his relatives.

It is to know people and be good at their duties, and not to transfer power downward.

It is also a willful way of doing things, with indeterminate likes and dislikes.

ah……

The girl closed her eyes in satisfaction, just like her old self.

I did myself.

Pleasant enough...

She whispered: Pheasant slave, I'm here to find you.

The girl's spirit left and ceased to exist, the god who held up the sky hummed heavily, and finally covered with golden human luck, the broken sword transformed from the god of Mount Tai on the ground slowly disappeared. He wanted to kill this girl until her soul flew out of her wits.

But in the end it was only the true spirit in the hands of generosity.

Slowly loosen the five fingers and let them return to heaven and earth.

In Shenzhou, Tianwu died in battle.

Great Wilderness, the seventeenth in the Age of Gods, the god of support for the sky, lost his combat power for a short time.

Unable to join the battle.

...Miscalculated one step, man. The god who supported the sky looked at his palm, and could clearly feel that his mythological concept was left with a fatal flaw because he was deceived by Zhuanxu back then, but now , this fatal weakness and defect, was forcibly interfered by the empress' luck.

On this battlefield, failing to open up the concept of mythology is simply courting death.

He thought of the potter, and, if he was not strong enough, the black-haired young man who had come here on behalf of Gonggong, with those deep eyes, he always felt that he would be killed in reverse at any time, and the expression of the God of Support changed several times. Finally sneered: Anyway, there is nothing we can do this time.

Potter, Dahuang is waiting for you.

If you're still alive...

He summoned up the last of his divine power, and punched the ground violently. The ground veins trembled instantly, and then communicated with the water veins in an instant, and a burst of divine power directly rushed to the small world of Qingqiu Kingdom. Body roared again.

Nvjiao clenched her right hand, and Shennong's whip flew out, forcibly controlling Chi You's body who was indistinguishable from friend and foe at the moment, and wanted to forcibly attack the edge of Qingqiu Kingdom. At the same time, the land and water veins of Shenzhou began to vibrate violently. One side received a message from the Great Wilderness.

I don't know how that tiger will feel when he finds out that there are no reinforcements.

Sorry, kid surnamed Wang, since I can't do reinforcements, I just have to have fun.

The god who supported the sky sneered, looked at the girl in front of him, fell silent for a while, and with his current body, picked up the girl with her eyes closed and sent her to the Qianling Mausoleum. The broken Taishan Fengchan sword was placed on it.

With a slam of the fist, the body swayed back, leaving directly from the human world and heading for the wilderness.

For the time being, it ended in embarrassment...

Ah……

Between heaven and earth, the river swayed. Wei Yuan clenched the letter paper, rushed out, raised his head, and saw the surging river in the sky. Afterwards, Gonggong, the God of Water, launched a war of invitation to the human world.

It's been twelve days, Wei Yuan, are you still not ready?

Or, how many more days will it take?

With a majestic and majestic voice, like the sound of waves or thunder, Gonggong, the water god, walked out of the East China Sea step by step. His long hair was tied with a silver ring, and he fell to a height close to the ground. He began to invite the battle. The god of water, Gonggong It has been a full twelve days of waiting.

But the Chang'an sword has not been completely cast.

Wei Yuan raised his head and looked into the distance, swimming like a star ring-level river, the tall god was majestic, then looked down at the box in his hand, the Nuwa soil inside was flowing slowly, and the trajectory of the times began to turn. When Gonggong stepped out, it already represented that the previous illusory peace was broken.

Wei Yuan clasped his five fingers together, and threw the box back to Bai Ze behind him.

Bai Ze was in a hurry, finally caught it, and was stunned:

Master...?

Take it to the imperial mausoleum.

Bai Ze, how long will it take for the first emperor to recover to his peak?

Wei Yuan asked.

Bai Ze opened his mouth: ...I will do it as soon as possible.

Um.

Originally, what Yu left behind as the material to seal the Nine Cauldrons was eventually taken away by Mo Di to cast a sword, and then melted by Qin Mo at the end as the material for the Twelve Golden Men. So, if there is still no Taotie in the end Kyushu gold and iron, then at least twelve gold people can be used to seal.

I will stop Gonggong.

At least, keep Gonggong out of the coastline of China.

It may not be possible to confront him immediately, but at least we must complete the containment, that is, to delay for a while. Now the god of supporting the sky, the damn Le Ziren directly attacked Qingqiu Kingdom, opened the concept of the myth of prosperity, and interrupted the layout of Shenzhou.

But confronting each other against the enemy, there is always coming and going.

The opposite side is not a puppet man, and will not listen to the arrangement honestly.

Gonggong won't take the initiative to set foot here, but it probably won't be too long, a day or two at most.

I'll go to Longhu Mountain first.

Wei Yuan thought for a while, then threw the half-moon-shaped jade pendant to Bai Ze:

Put this jade pendant in the museum.

Huh? This, isn't this a modern handicraft? Bai Ze was stunned.

Yes, but modern handicrafts are also valuable. The value does not lie in what it is, but what is placed on it... Wei Yuan whispered, and finally shook his head: Forget it, let's put it away...

Gaotie, what are you doing...

Did you really escape?

……………………

At the same time, the frontier of the wilderness.

Dressed in white, with a long sword in his right hand leaning on the ground, the young man clutching his chest was panting.

Looking at the battle formation of the barracks all over the front.

Tsk...

Taotie, or rather, Jinyun's face showed a look of unwillingness.

With his left hand covering his chest, with the body of four vicious people, there are actually many hideous wounds on his body. At the same time, the pocket at the waist hangs down, and there is a heavy object in it, exuding pure and rich air and luck, dotted with stars and luster Like Kyushu gold and iron.

Looking at it again, its shape is like a simple big tripod with lines all over it.

Taotie who has been missing for two and a half months.

When he reappeared, what he brought in his hand was not Kyushu gold and iron.

Rather, one of the nine tripods.

PS: The third update today...

Li Zhi, nicknamed Pheasant Slave...