Museum of Demons

After the beast said that, it crawled motionless, and the black cat stretched out its paws to touch it, and found that the ugly beast fell to one side, its breath was weak, and it passed out directly. The old heavenly master leaned over to check his breath, and said: ...It is supported by a strong will.

If it weren't for that, I'm afraid he would have died on the way.

He raised his hand, and one of the blood-stained nine cauldrons flew towards Wei Yuan, and Wei Yuan raised his hand to hold it.

The quaint tripod gathered one-ninth of the world's luck. It was stained with mud and blood and looked filthy, but it slowly revealed the purest and brightest light. The filth and darkness must not cover up this one. Light, the darker it is, the more it has the power to warm people's hearts.

Jiuding... This thing is definitely qualified to seal Gong Gong.

Wei Yuan put the tripod in his sleeve robe.

Zhang Ruosu picked up the dying beast and said, I'll go and fix it. I can't let it die like this. Wei Yuan, you first intercept Gonggong... The old man's voice paused, and he and Wei Yuan Everyone knows that Jiuding is only qualified to perfect the formation seal at the end.

This thing cannot give great power.

But without this thing, the battle with Gong Gong would be nothing but death, and there is no doubt that we will lose.

Not even the slightest chance of victory.

What he was facing was one of the top ten peaks, a god who was in charge of the world's water flow and could destroy the world.

Before I'm ready.

The old man said: Don't die at the hands of Gong Gong... Wei Yuan.

If you die this time, your soul will fly away.

Wei Yuan nodded and raised his hand. The Chang'an sword was not ready yet, but it was time to confront Gonggong. In his palm was also the male and female dragon and tiger swords representing one of the strongest weapons of the human race. The old Taoist turned his back to He smiled and whispered: Don't worry, I will bring you the strength you need.

for example……

Geng Chen.

Um?!!!

Wei Yuan turned his head abruptly, the old man had already left with the ugly beast in his arms. This beast was almost dying and must be treated immediately. China has always repaid kindness and revenge, and must not let it die here. And Wei Yuan looked at that figure from behind.

Have you finally admitted...

Old Taoist.

Wei Yuan turned his eyes to look at Gonggong in front of him, and took a deep breath. The sense of terror and oppression absolutely surpassed that of the Golden Crow of the Great Sun and Ye Ming of the Years. It was even more powerful than that of Di Jun who attacked him in the wilderness at that time. The pressure is enormous.

Di Jun's move was only with consideration, and it even made Wei Yuan's swordsmanship go a step further.

Wei Yuan clenched the dragon and tiger sword tightly. What Zhang Ruosu said was correct, even if it was a personal relationship with Gonggong before, but Gonggong's character is definitely the kind that will go all out on the battlefield and completely kill him. Killed to the point of death, the past and the present no longer exist.

The heart started beating violently again, the blood was boiling, and the thoughts were calm.

In the end, it turned into a long howl.

After placing Tang Nuannuan, Zhang Hao went out to save others regardless of his serious injury.

The Buddhist disciples forcibly resisted the rushing river ahead.

They were slightly taken aback, and raised their heads subconsciously.

Like the roar of a dragon, breaking gold and cracking rocks, they saw a scorching sword light rising into the sky from the direction of Longhu Mountain. The sharpness of the light, as if tearing apart the rivers in the sky, pointed straight ahead:

Co-workers!!!

Master Wei...

Zhang Hao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt the sharp pain in his heart. The Taoist's eyes turned black, and he gritted his teeth and silently recited the Daoist Mantra, and stood up slowly, holding the sword in his hand. Someone beside him was worried: The Taoist... ...you'd better take a rest...

You've saved a lot of people.

Can't rest yet.

Zhang Hao said: It's not enough...

All of you go back inside the formation, and I will strengthen the formation again.

He took a deep breath, supported his body with the sword, and walked forward step by step. His eyes were faintly dark, and cracks had appeared in his meridians. forward.

In the catastrophe of heaven and earth, if even the Taoist disciples ran away, who else would come.

There are still seventeen formation nodes that need to be modified.

No problem, keep going.

hold up...

He moved forward step by step, and finally completed the formation nodes one by one. He could no longer hold the sword tightly in his right hand. Just now, he forcibly parted the traffic flow and suppressed the ground veins, which had completely exceeded the limit of what a young disciple could do. He didn't notice it at first. , but later, Baimai was in severe pain.

I'm afraid it's useless if I'm good at it.

Zhang Hao already knew this in his heart.

At this moment, it is just the last surge of Taoism, and it has not yet spilled out from the Zhou Tianqiao acupoint. Once it overflows, he will immediately lose his ability to act. However, at least while the Taoism is still alive, he needs to fulfill his duties as a Taoist disciple.

This is the last one... Completing this should be enough to withstand the impact of the water system.

Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Daozhang, come back quickly!

faster!

Inside the protection area of ​​the formation in front, the voice suddenly became anxious.

But for Zhang Hao, it was as if he came from another world. Everything in the world seemed to be separated by a layer of glass. Everything was blurred and he couldn't see clearly. When he raised his head, the edge of the world had already turned black.

Um? What's wrong……

What are they talking about?

Why is Nuannuan crying...

Taoist consciousness is slow and chaotic.

Crisp sound.

On the saber of the Daoist sect, cracks appeared.

In the Patriarch Hall of Longhu Mountain, the wooden sign hanging here before going down the mountain suddenly shook violently. The wooden sign named Zhang Hao emitted an unprecedented light, like the last blaze before the charcoal was burned, or the last elegy.

The young Taoist turned around and saw a majestic water system force falling towards him.

He raised his hand and subconsciously opened his fingers.

Want to cast a spell.

But the vitality of heaven and earth no longer responded to him.

Longhushan, Zhang Hao——

Soldiers dissolved in Sri Lanka.

killed.

……………………

It was supposed to be like this, but suddenly a crisp voice yelled, like the light piercing through the edge of the fuzzy world, pulling Zhang Hao's thoughts back——

Water Control Technique!!!

The rushing water flowed like a river, forcibly stagnated, Zhang Hao stared wide-eyed, it was Tang Nuannuan, it was impossible, she could not have such a cultivation base, this was almost close to the magic power of the five thunders of the Taoist sect, how could this be possible.

He turned around.

Seeing the child stretch out his palm, mana gathered and turned into the most basic spell.

Then the sight spread, and palms stretched out at the same time, the mana of more than five thousand people fluctuated, and finally resonated, the majestic river was frozen for a breath, like the palms that pulled the Taoist who saved them out of the darkness .

And at this moment of breathing, a golden light fell down, and amidst the roaring and howling, tall figures stood up like indestructible mountains.

Back off!!!

Amid the sound of angry shouts, the water system was forced to retreat, and the water essence naturally bred in the water system was smashed to pieces. Made of wrought iron, the extremely heavy nine-ringed tin staff screamed endlessly. In Buddhism, there are Bodhisattvas with lowered eyebrows, and there are also those with angry eyes of Vajra. Mutually.

Zhang Hao looked at the figure in front of him, opened his mouth, and finally fell into a coma with peace of mind. The tall monk sent the Taoist back to a safe place, turned around, looked at the underground water system spreading everywhere, clasped his hands, and spoke calmly.

Amitabha……

Consciousness-only sect, Yuanjue.

The nine-ring tin stick hit the ground heavily, and the majestic Buddha light rose up.

Just like Fahai back then.

The monk spoke slowly:

Today, send you off.

The Tathagata of Rebirth!

……………………

On the Jinshan Temple, Xu Xian's true spirit remains looking at the waters of the world.

A huge white flood dragon swam with a long chanting. This time, all the water flow was expelled.

In the other direction, there is a blue real dragon chanting, forcibly controlling the water system.

As the Queen Mother of the West, Jue led the mountain god and water god to disperse the pressure from all over China.

Inside the museum, the water ghost shrugged his shoulders, closed the door and hung a sign when he went out.

'The museum is closed today. '

‘Everyone, please visit again someday＼(☆o☆)／. '

'When the time comes, all the museum staff, not a few, will be waiting for your visit. '

……………………

On the bank of the East China Sea, Wei Yuan took advantage of the momentum and came, watching deeply the water god Gong Gong rising up, restraining the little ripples in his heart, and laughed loudly: Okay!!! You are finally here!

The sword light envelops the thunder, and the thunder triggers the storm, and in the storm, the flames last forever.

One sword, Lei Huo.

The sword move that was realized from the body quenched by Leihuo pierced out with a bang.

The water god raised his hand, and all the seas in the world rose three hundred feet at the same time.

He waved his hands interlaced.

The boundless sea water crashed down, and each sea water possessed the terrifying rotating force that could directly tear apart the armed warships in the world. The thunder and fire sword energy was violent, and it split the ocean after another. To the naked eye, it seemed that a sword cut the East China Sea, but The water flow also submerged the sword energy of Thunder Fire Sword.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth, the tiger sword in his palm screamed and hissed.

However, the sword's edge is still three inches away from Gonggong's eyebrows, which seems like a moat.

One of the top ten peaks, the water god Gonggong.

The confrontation officially begins.

Or to put it another way... It is a time delay that puts one's life on the line.

'How long is there? '

Before that, Wei Yuan sent a final message to Bai Ze.

'thirty minutes! '

‘In 30 minutes, there will be no girl’s Shennong whip, Wei Yuan, don’t die. '

I will not die.

A new power seemed to be reborn on Wei Yuan's sword edge, and it spread forward a little bit. Then, the water god Gong Gong raised his palm and pressed it on Wei Yuan's shoulder, his eyes were cold and indifferent, showing no mercy.

Boom.

Wei Yuan was directly bombarded into the deepest part of the sea rift.

Gong Gong, the water god, raised his right hand and clasped his five fingers together.

The water in the air gathered and turned into countless weapons, and then the wrists were lowered, which is an understatement.

Countless weapons, carrying the power to pierce the mountains in an instant, tear the earth apart, chased down heavily, countless water flows gathered, turned into beasts that only existed in mythology, biting the young man frantically, the sword in Wei Yuan's hand Feng whistled.

Turn around and slash, beheading the ferocious beasts transformed by the water flow, and then more will appear.

thirty minutes.

Hold on!

Bai Ze raised his head and crossed his hands. The figure in front of him was a figure that never existed in history.

Based on Nuwa's soil, she holds Wei Dao Tai'a in her hand, and Xuan Yuan is human.

The man in front of him is no longer in his thirties, but in his strongest state at the age of twenty-five. He opened his eyes:

how long will it take?

Bai Ze said, Thirty minutes.

He grinned, with the madness of being driven to a corner in his eyes:

I, let you surpass your former peak!

First Emperor? No……

There was a dangerous look in Bai Ze's eyes.

It is the emperor.

Ying Zheng!

PS: Today's first update... 3,200 words