Museum of Demons

The human world——

The original location of the imperial mausoleum.

The fierce battle with Gonggong, one of the top ten peaks, completely exhausted the last gift from the Mohists, and all the spirituality of the war warriors has been completely dissipated, leaving only the function of viewing as a scenic spot. Among them, it is quite dilapidated and dilapidated, and even the formation to enlarge the internal space has disappeared.

The extraordinary faded away, and the last Great Qin Warriors completed their last battle and disappeared into history.

Under the moonlight, the twelve golden men were still there, holding chains in their hands.

A single golden man is a creation that represents the pinnacle of the Mohism mechanism.

It is only human-level combat power, but once the twelve golden men are assembled, it represents a luck chain similar to Jiuding, especially in the human world, which is connected with the dragon veins of the earth and has an extremely powerful concept-like level of pressure.

A demon god is bound in chains.

The limbs, waist, and neck were all bound with chains.

The remaining six golden men held weapons in their hands and pressed against his neck, back of the head, and heart. If you look carefully, you can see that these chains are connected with the thickest chain, and finally passed through the demon god. Lute bone.

Even the demon gods from the Great Wilderness are locked by concepts similar to the Jiuding level.

It will also completely lose its mobility.

His face was terrified, and he couldn't believe it in his heart. He had just set foot on the land here, and when he was separated from another companion, he encountered a rather terrifying attack. In the end, under the effect of the mythical concept similar to Jiuding, he quickly Quickly lost, and then locked.

I have knelt here for a full day and night.

As time passed, the fear and anxiety in his heart continued to accumulate.

Every second is stronger than before.

It's like falling into a bottomless abyss.

Until the sound of footsteps slowly approaching, the demon god suddenly raised his head, and there was a roaring sound, and the two Daqin Zhan Ge staggered, directly locked on his head, and then pressed down suddenly, and in this short period of time Here, he confirmed that it was the comer who brought the twelve golden men to snipe himself.

There was a deep sword-crying sound.

Under the darkness of night, the sharp edge of the Tai'a sword was slowly touching the throat of the demon god. The young man's right hand was behind his back, and his dark pupils seemed to hold something deeper than the night. That demon god was not fleeing, but was being captured .

Wait, from where did the crack enter the human world?

The demon god informed the emperor of the location of the rift, and said painfully: No more, only the two of us will come in, don't worry...

I never worry about that.

Huh? No, you...

The demon god suddenly realized that in the eyes of the man in front of him, it was not for stopping.

The sense of aggression like a fire under the night made him even feel a little fear.

Not for defense...

He is going to enter the wilderness!

The demon god blurted out:

No, don't kill me, forgive...

The sound stopped abruptly.

The sword edge pierced the demon god's throat, cut the throat, and cut off the life. The twelve golden men representing the luck of the world exerted their strength at the same time, and the chain pulled, twisting off the demon god's twelve heavenly stems, breaking the dantian, tearing off the spine, In the end, the two spears staggered and slashed down, beheading the head of the blue-faced fangs.

The smell of blood is strong in the night.

Emperor Shi Huang said calmly:

When you set foot on Shenzhou.

There is already the greatest way to kill, Yuan, you are still soft-hearted.

What do you think? Zhuge Kongming.

The black pupils seemed to hold everything in full bloom. The fierce sword edge whistled slightly, and the First Emperor looked sideways. With a helpless sigh, the mastermind in the white robe appeared not far behind the emperor, and touched his nose: Liang can't sleep a little bit tonight, so come out for a walk.

The young mastermind smiled and said, It seems that His Majesty the First Emperor, you can't sleep either.

The breath between the two was a bit subtle, above Wei Dao Tai'a, the blood representing part of the divinity gathered and flowed down, Zhuge Wuhou looked at the dead demon god, thought for a while, and asked: Your Majesty the First Emperor, did you ask? I don't know what to do at the place where the Great Desolation Crack is located?

Could it be that he intends to leave without saying goodbye, and go to the wilderness from that gap?

The Emperor smiled and replied, Of course not.

Tai'a sword slowly retracted the scabbard.

That crack is just a rat hole for despicable smugglers. Zhenhui and Yuan will go to Chaoge City, and then from Chaoge to Kunlun, they will arrive at the Great Wilderness in a dignified manner.

The young counselor said: Liang thought that His Majesty had let go of those fighting spirits, and would be able to retire in the old streets of Shenzhou with peace of mind. The world of mortals is quite good.

The first emperor laughed loudly: The world of mortals, the world of ten thousand feet, of course it is very good!

But it's not the best.

Zhuge Wuhou, let me ask you.

May I ask, what is the scabbard of the Emperor's Sword?

The young counselor said: It is lenient to the people, a benevolent government and love for the people, a world of mortals, and rest with the people.

It's also the fireworks in this world...

The first emperor looked at the mastermind who was shaking the feather fan in front of him, and said, Okay, let me ask, Zhuge Liang, what is the significance of the scabbard?

The young mastermind was silent for a long time before replying:

The meaning of the scabbard is to draw the sword.

Without the scabbard, the sword is just an ornament.

It is worthless.

So the emperor smiled and said, Is there anything else you want to ask?

The master in white swayed his feather fan and said with a smile: ...just feeling, after all, His Majesty is still the overlord who ruled the world and created the eternal hegemony of China.

Hahahahaha, you? With such a title, Zhuge Wuhou, don't you pretend to be gentle, courteous and thrifty? The First Emperor laughed a few times, and with a flick of his sleeves, his ink clothes were dark, like the black color of the Great Qin Dynasty. Yun Qi, with a slender palm, supported the hilt of Tai'a Sword, and said loudly:

Zhuangzi talks about swords.

The sword of the common people, with unkempt head and hanging crown, manhu tassel, short back clothes, angry eyes and difficult to speak. Striking at the front, beheading the neck and neck, and cutting the liver and lungs, this is A Yuan's swordsmanship that has never been seen. Otherwise, you should know the majesty of the white rainbow penetrating the sun, and the fierceness of the comet striking the moon.

The sword of the princes is to use the brave men as the front, the honest men as the guard, the virtuous men as the spine, the loyal saints as the scorpion, and the heroic men as the pincers. This is just the way to govern the country. That's all. learned.

Unfortunately, Zhuangzi is just a Taoist in the wild after all, ignorant of state affairs.

The sword of the princes is a commonplace!

Zhuge Wuhou said: Then, the First Emperor wanted to 'forge a sword'...?

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and said calmly: Of course, this sword uses the stone city of Yanxi as the front, Qi Dai as the collar, Jin and Wei as the spine, Zhou and Song as the tan, and Han and Wei as the clip; , around the Bohai Sea, with the Changshan Mountains; with the five elements, the theory is based on punishment; the opening is based on Yin and Yang, the holding is based on spring and autumn, and the travel is based on autumn and winter.

Zhuge Wuhou, the talent of Wolong, knows the affairs of the world without leaving Nanyang.

I don't know if this Emperor's sword can be hung in the wild Kunlun!

The boy was stunned.

From the eyes of the young Shihuang in front of him, he saw a fiery flame that he had never seen before.

This is a man who is destined to kill and conquer. He knows that even if he is the body of Nvwa, he still has a lifespan limit. The sword is becoming history, Da Qin's singing has turned into the dust of the years, and he knows that he is getting old.

Every day he stops, he loses a chance to accomplish his goals. The world of mortals is beautiful, but to him it is no different from poison, and he does not want to just grow old in the world of mortals.

The king brushed past Marquis Wu with a sword, his sleeves rolled up, and his tone was flat:

Twelve golden men, I will stay here, and in the name of Great Qin, Yongzhen will be immortal in the world.

Then go to the Great Wilderness in person.

Going from the rift in the wilderness is nothing but the panic of stowaways.

Arriving grandly from the avenue is the king's expedition.

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

The sword of the Emperor of Humanity is straight forward, supreme in lifting, inexhaustible in cases, inexhaustible in luck, decisive in the upper reaches of floating clouds, lower in jedi discipline, no jokes, I will fulfill all of them one by one... ...Then, Marquis Wu, it's cold today, if you can't sleep, you'd better go back early.

Qing... be careful of catching a cold.

The first emperor's black pupils fell, and the young mastermind smiled gently at the corners of his mouth.

The meritorious deeds of the three emperors surpass the overlord of the five emperors, and the crouching dragon is the mastermind of the world.

The two passed each other in the middle of the night.

A Yuan is still sleeping.

Zhuge Wuhou's feather fan stopped shaking, and he let out a breath after a long time.

Far surpassing Cao Mengde's dominance, his courage absolutely surpassing Sun Wu, and the structure of the world and one country above Xuande, the first emperor... the annotation of the term emperor of the eastern system has been in China for thousands of years. The creator of the situation that must be divided for a long time.

The young mastermind shook his feather fan lightly, his eyes filled with a gentle smile.

Unfathomable, not inferior to a domineering king.

Ah Yuan is surrounded by troublesome people, as expected...

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On the second day, inside the museum.

The renovated venue is enough to hold a football meeting in a paper cup.

Huo Qubing changed into his clothes enthusiastically. He had a strong bow of a big man on his back, a spear, a red shirt, a silver armor, a golden ring on a ponytail, and a heroic posture. In fact, although Wei Yuan was a swordsman, generally speaking, a long-handled Combat power, destructive power, and lethality are far more than short soldiers like swords.

On the battlefield, fierce generals are destructive with long spears, and short soldiers can only confront each other when they are close.

And other people are not wooden piles, so there are naturally corresponding methods in marksmanship to keep the opponent from approaching. If the opponent cannot fight, the knife will cut at most a big hole, and the spear point will be a penetrating wound, which will kill him.

Because today I want to try to contact Chaoge City and open up the same way.

Su Yuer is also there.

The heroic Huo Qubing quietly glanced at the girl over there, and then immediately looked away, but he didn't know how conspicuous such a small gesture was in the eyes of the people around him.

He straightened his chest and said loudly: Come on, Master Wei.

I know you seem to be a literati, so I will show mercy.

The famous young general waved the weapon in his hand, and said to himself:

Please, attack with all your strength!!!

PS: The first update today...