Museum of Demons

The incomparably clear sky line spread so brightly and straightly to the white-haired Taoist, the hatred and anger contained in it, even Hetu Luoshu could perceive it very clearly, Hetu Luo who was lying on the ground The book was shocked——

I thought I was miserable enough.

I never thought there would be someone more reckless than me!

Who is this, so brave!

I wonder if this white hair has completely changed...

Watching the white-haired Taoist stretch out his right hand and lightly clamp the Tianji line pointing at him, Hetu Luoshu knew that this was a characteristic unique to the Buzhou Gongti lineage, and being able to directly touch it with both hands was like a heavenly secret. , such illusory things as laws.

This is the only way that even the emperor of heaven, even Fuxi, can't do it.

As for the other old Buzhou Mountain God...

Well, that one is more bold, more eclectic, and less able to grasp such means as heavenly secrets. He is not very good at methods such as foretelling, whim, etc. In addition, his waist is also more fragile...

So maybe the rough method of reaching out and grabbing the secret line can only be done by the white-haired Taoist in front of him. Although he is still not good at divination, he is directly immune to a considerable degree of divination against himself, unless It was Fuxi who did it himself.

Hetu Luoshu followed the breath and subconsciously explored the past.

Then his schadenfreude disappeared bit by bit.

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Donghai·Mu Shen Jumang Palace.

The palace of this god has Yimu energy as a whole, and it is very rich. As the worst ranked among the gods of the four seas, it still has a personality far superior to other living beings. This palace has a majestic East China Sea. Most of the treasures.

At this moment, the faces of the generals in the palace are extremely ugly.

Because just now, they lost their sense of the Great Emperor of the East China Sea, as if the Great Emperor had completely disappeared, and when they contacted Xihai, they also lost contact with Jin Zhengyu.

This caused the gods of the East Sea and the West Sea to fall into a kind of worry and faint panic.

This is especially true when a huge change happened before Beihai.

To be honest, they were really worried in their hearts.

I was worried that I would be told that the original Jumang and Rushou were just distractions, and Donghai and Xihai each had such outrageous things as the original masters. As for the safety of the two great emperors, they had some thoughts worry, but not too much.

Who is that?

The attainment of the Gengjin Way is second only to the Western Emperor.

Before those distant years, if it wasn't for that young girl who suddenly emerged, shining like a brilliant star on the wilderness, and achieved incomparable achievements with a long spear, then the identity of the Gengjin Lord should have been the production harvester. , not just a Kim Jong.

It is not necessarily impossible to set foot on the top ten peaks.

Such a great god who is good at attacking, coupled with the wood god Jumang who is good at vitality healing.

It is already enough to vertically and horizontally combine under the top ten.

Even among the top ten peak levels, those gods who are not good at attacking and fighting may not be able to easily defeat these two, but in this world today, the top ten peaks are each sitting at the highest place, Or to dominate one side, or to avoid the world and practice, not to be born.

These two are already at the top level in the world.

Of course they don't have to worry about their safety.

I just hope to find out the reason why the two great emperors disappeared together.

Even the great emperor who stands above countless creatures is extremely powerful, but it is not impossible to find a way to connect. There are so many rare treasures in the world. We happen to have such things, but we need to work together.

The general of the East China Sea spoke slowly, then turned his wrist slightly, and something appeared in his hand.

Exuded a majestic wave of spiritual energy.

It was a stone tablet with extremely complicated lines flowing on it, showing mysterious changes and mysterious and strange powers, and the prime minister of Xihai also looked solemn, and took out a similar stone tablet. A part of Tuluoshu is interlinked with each other.

Dear Hetu Luoshu, may I ask where the Emperor of the East Sea and the Emperor of the West Sea are at the moment...

They put the treasures and spiritual materials in their hands one by one as sacrifices.

The two Hetu Luoshu faintly have the feeling of being connected by breath.

In the end, it turned into an illusory body, and finally absorbed the spirituality of those high-level spiritual materials. The combination of spirit patterns turned into pictures one by one, which were pulled by countless warriors, dragon beasts and tiger beasts, huge and magnificent. In the palace, the two great emperors were drinking.

The next scene.

The boundless sword energy overflowed, and the majestic general turned into dust in an instant.

The pure sword energy directly pierced the eyebrows of the emperor of the West Sea, Ruo Shou.

Then the picture changed, the magnificent palace collapsed and destroyed, the white-haired and green-clothed Taoist stepped out, flipped the five fingers of his right hand, and randomly pressed on the top of Jumang's head, instantly dispelling all the aura of the emperor of the East China Sea, and the true spirit collapsed die.

A moment of silence...

After the great shock, the warlord leader of the East China Sea and the prime minister of the West China Sea felt extremely sad in their hearts. After the dead silence, their palms trembled, and they said: ... Who is it?! Who is this Taoist priest?!

The avatar of Hetu Luoshu has no self-awareness, and the picture flows again.

The secret directly pointed to the white-haired Taoist himself.

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In the small world on the border, Wei Yuan caught that thread of secret.

Hetu Luoshu followed the induction of the heavenly secret, and figured out that it was the idiot who came to divination the current Taoist priest, and then the schadenfreude in his heart disappeared little by little.

Ah, hahahaha, who is such an idiot who dares to count this guy?

Ah, it's me!

It's me woo woo woo!

With this strand of secret between his hands, Wei Yuan said, Hetu Luoshu.

In the!

The grief-stricken Hetu Luoshu shuddered and said, Your humble little Luo will always be at your service!

If you have two more avatars, can you help find the truth about the past?

Ah, there should be no problem...

good.

The white-haired Taoist nodded, closed his eyes slightly, clasped his five fingers together, and directly held the ray of heavenly secret pointing at him, and then took the initiative to open the defense, let Hetu Luoshu over there push him, and strengthen the connection in the opposite direction by the way. Try poking the sensor here and there.

It's just that the distance is a bit far, and there are many rough seas in the middle, which are far less calm than when pointing to the human world. Wei Yuan tried several times, but failed to grasp the secret of the sky he wanted. There was no way to make the special thing he wanted The situation arises.

Well, it seems that the so-called formations and treasures for suppressing the secrets of heaven are necessary for existence.

One's own methods will be restrained by these things.

The two places of East China Sea and West Sea, which have been operated by Jumang for thousands of years, or even longer, have been quite stable, and there is no way to easily interfere. At this time, Wei Yuan faintly 'heard' a familiar voice , and then the stability of the East Sea and the West Sea was instantly broken.

There are mistakes and omissions in that balance, and there are flaws.

Wei Yuan reacted instantly, stretched out his hand, and took the initiative to move Fate, causing a space rift to appear over there. After thinking about it, he felt that it seemed that he could just reach out and grab it, so he stretched out his hand accordingly.

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In the East China Sea, after a long time that made people hold their breath and feel nervous.

A new picture finally appeared on Hetu Luoshu.

At that time, the emperor of the West Sea, Lian Shou, had already died, but Gou Mang was still alive, and seemed extremely furious, asking angrily, Who the hell are you?!!

The Taoist with white hair and blue shirt in the picture took half a step, and replied in a flat tone:

Yuxu...

Tear!

The sound of space shattering was suddenly very clear.

All the gods present suddenly raised their heads, their pupils constricted, and saw the white-haired Taoist stretching out his hand in the picture. It was obviously only illusory, and it was obviously just a deduced scene of heavenly secrets, but he stretched out a white and slender palm very realistically, with five fingers slightly stretched out. Flip over and hold the void.

The two Hetu Luoshu turned into streamers, were held in the palm of the hand, and flew into the sleeve robe.

It's true.

In the vastness and emptiness, a cold and indifferent breath overflowed.

The next moment, the space was closed again.

The palm disappeared.

At the same time, two stone tablets of Hetu Luoshu also disappeared.

In the dead silence, only a flat voice fell.

Yuanshi.

The two strongest bodies in Donghai and Xihai at this moment are cold, their pupils shrink, and cold sweat is constantly flowing down. Their hearts are surging, and they are boundless in fear. Long distance, direct counterattack.

Supreme supernatural powers!

Such means.

The combat power to instantly kill the two great emperors...

Yuxu Yuanshi...

Could it be, could it be that...

In the dead silence, there was a voice of exclamation from outside, and several figures flew in in panic, saying: The big thing is not good! The big thing is not good!

What's the matter, so flustered! The God of the East China Sea asked angrily.

The monk who reported fell to his knees, his face pale:

Beyond the East China Sea, the disciples of Yuxu Palace led the North Sea army to arrive...

Immediately, another panicked figure rushed in, lost his voice and said:

not good!

The disciple of Yuxu, who fought against the emperor, led three thousand guards with a long spear to penetrate the defense of Xihai, what should we do!

There was a dead silence.

The shadow named Yuxu shrouded the world.

Thoroughly, with an incomparably strong posture, it was imprinted in their hearts.

It's true.

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In the small world, Wei Yuan watched the three Hetu Luoshu instantly merge into one, and the whole seemed to be much more complete. In order to prevent this guy from drifting away again, the head of Wei held the Chang'an sword in his right hand, um, it was contaminated by the two emperors. Blood sword.

Yu Qiang's indestructible body and Liao Shou's Gengjin killing were all broken by this sword.

Only Jumang.

Died under the palm of Wei Yuan.

Strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a big coward of the lineage of Buzhou Mountain God.

Hahahaha, recovered, recovered!

This is me who is stronger, more complete, and more real!

Hetu Luoshu absorbed the two fragments, laughed wildly, then looked at the white-haired Taoist drinking tea over there, after some consideration, he followed his heart and walked over obediently, and then at Wei Yuan's signal Next, Wei Yuan personally found the relevant Tianji line, and Houhetu Luoshu interpreted it.

Before Wei Yuan's eyes, the picture he saw before finally reappeared.

The stone tablets that have not been interpreted are extremely clear, and the words on them can be seen clearly even after a long time away——

‘[Yuan], Ah Wa is missing! '

Fuxi was very anxious, or he was almost going crazy, and ran to fight with Di Jun and Bu Zhoushan. I am also trying to find him. If you have time to come back, can you please help me? ? '

‘Ahwa is too easy to trust others and easily deceived. '

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted.

It feels like I'm still brushing shoulders with bigger events after all.

Then the next few steles were all [Hou] came to see whether [Yuan] had returned or not.

Until the last few steles' [Yuan], Awa disappeared, I wanted to find her as a friend, I knew some traces and clues, but I am still not good at fighting, so sorry... [Yuan], Can I rely on your strength? '

'If you come back, I hope you can contact me as soon as possible, I need your help...'

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'Still can't come back...'

'[Yuan], I really need your help now...'

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'Already, I can't wait any longer. If I wait any longer, there may be more changes. [Yuan], I still decided to go by myself. Look at me, although I'm not that good at fighting, I'm still very good at defense...'

A soft woman in a long dress wrote these things.

After that, he remained silent, and decisively destroyed all these steles, and destroyed them by himself. Holding a cup of tea, A asked puzzledly: Why do you want to destroy all these steles? It took a long time. accumulated...

The gentle woman replied gently: 'Because I'm going out for an adventure. '

A Yi didn't understand: 'But if you want to take risks, why destroy the stele? '

It means, if I can come back smoothly, then these steles are useless, and if I can't... The soft woman narrowed her eyes, did not continue, but replied with a smile: Then, at least [Yuan] 】Won't fall into the self-blame that he wasn't there when I needed him. '

'As a friend, I can't put him in a position of self-blame. '

The gentle woman finally took a sip of tea and said:

‘It’s strange, the tea I drank with Yuan and Huntian back then doesn’t seem to taste as good as before. '

'Don't worry, Jiayi, if there are no accidents, I should be back soon. '

'Drink your tea then. '

The soft woman smiled and leaned over to touch Jia Yi's head, then turned and left.

The screen disappears.

This is the whereabouts of the last stele.

Then the earth never came back.

A harvests new tea every year, and can no longer wait for customers.

Hetu Luoshu heaved a sigh of relief, and then became complacent. He actually managed to complete the detection of Houtu intelligence, one of the top ten peaks. Oh, oh, it's really me! He turned his head, wanting to show off with Wei Yuan proudly, but then his thoughts froze slightly.

Seeing the white-haired Taoist sitting alone over there, the wooden hairpin that tied his hair slowly turned into dust for some reason.

The green shirt was hanging down, and the white hair was scattered on the ground.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a deadly, cold evil spirit surged.

Hetu Luoshu's thoughts froze.

After a long time, tremblingly said:

You...you, what's wrong with you...

nothing……

The white-haired Taoist replied hoarsely, with a lingering pain in his heart.

[Huntian] Went away in seclusion, and failed to see myself for the last time.

【Hou】, who was the worst at fighting, couldn't wait for his own sword, so he had to take risks alone, with no idea of ​​life or death.

Jiayi has been alone for thousands of years.

I am not there.

Hou Tu is still alive, she is just sleeping, otherwise Ye Ming will feel something.

where did she go Yes, it is the emperor who saved Wa.

Fuxi, Fuxi must know where [Later] went...

Wei Yuan got up slowly, trying to find the passage on Fuxi's side, and found that the other side was sealed tightly, as if the door was closed, not only closed the door, but also locked it from the inside with a guilty conscience, Wei Yuan He exhaled slowly, with a bloody taste in his mouth.

Fuxi...open the door.

The white-haired Taoist spoke slowly.

No response.

I'm only going to tell you once.

The 'door' moved, rattling, as if a dozen layers of chains had been added from the inside.

Wei Yuan wanted to draw his sword, but then took it back.

The white-haired Taoist exhaled.

All the power exploded to the extreme, raised his right foot, and kicked fiercely forward.

The space vibrated violently.

You fucking, for me, open the door!!!

PS: Today's second update... 4,600 words.

Although it was a bit later than expected, it was more or less the time of the Yang Dynasty.