Museum of Demons

The white-haired Taoist, who looked gentle and mysterious, raised his clothes and kicked him hard.

Bu Zhou Shan Kung Fu directly touches the concept with the body, allowing the existence of laws, concepts, and secrets to be materialized, and supported, and the special ability of contact, Hetu Luoshu only feels scalp numbness, seeing the convergence of law lines , as if turned into a portal, extremely mysterious.

Then the white-haired Taoist chopped it off with one kick.

It exploded with a loud bang.

Open the door!

You open the door!

Wei Yuan let out a breath, and saw that some of the seals that he forcibly broke through quickly began to close. After all, he was still not good at methods such as secrets. Although he was able to respond because his strength continued to rise, compared with Fu Xi, Definitely can't play.

And he can barely compare with Fuxi.

The white-haired Taoist shifted his gaze, and slowly landed on Hetu Luoshu, who was eating melons and watching operas.

Hetu Luoshu: ...

???!

The spirit pattern on Hetu Luoshu changed into a hearty smile:

My lord, don't you want to smash the door with me?

Hetu Luoshu's smile froze bit by bit.

You don't want to smash the door with me..., do you?

The white-haired Taoist stretched out his hand and pressed Hetu Luoshu.

………………

At the Land of the End of Ten Thousand Laws, Fuxi wiped off his cold sweat, and watched the 'door' in front of him being smashed violently, his scalp numb. This nephew can't have it anymore, why is it getting more and more violent? From which bastard did the painting pie come from?

Certainly not me!

However, although the Buzhou Mountain Kung Fu body can physically touch concepts and perform all kinds of incredible actions, but this kind of gods are not good at the evolution of heavenly secrets, and it is absolutely impossible to break through this door.

Fuxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Look at the movement of knocking on the door over there.

Then he snapped his middle finger up and said mockingly, Come in!

Hahaha, if you come in, I'll let you hehehe.

I'll tell you whatever you want to know!

You can't come in...

There was a loud bang, and a crack appeared in the door.

Afterwards, Tianji and Tianji evolved in pairs, and the door of the avenue, which was so strong that it could not be broken from a physical concept, was smashed open, and a stone tablet flew in, fell on the ground and rolled several times, turning into Wearing blue-gray clothes, a human with a neutral face and a pale face.

Fuxi's smile froze.

boom!

The gate that was supposed to be healed couldn't continue to complete the action.

A white and slender palm stretched out from the [outside], and firmly locked the [door].

Not in the same vein as the mountains, the concept of supporting the sky and supporting the earth is brought into play.

Did this place ever have the weight of heaven? !

Ah……

The white hair shook slightly, and the voice came out.

Got you……

Fuck!

too horrible!

The scum snake Fuxi and Hetu Luoshu retreated wildly back together, hugging each other and shivering.

Then the spirit transformed by Hetu Luoshu realized who he was hugging.

Stiffly raised his head, looked stiffly, and saw Fuxi with a handsome face, saw the latter smiling at him, and even blinking his eyes, without any fear, and slowly being happy.

Hetu Luoshu: ...

Shouldn't, shouldn't.

I'm just a little monument.

With a snap, Hetu Luoshu rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground, unconscious. The next moment, the two sides of the gate were separated by the white-haired Taoist with his conceptual power , with a face full of evil spirits, stepped into this place step by step.

【Heaven】【Earth】【Human】【Sword】Four types of concepts circulate.

Gold, brown, red flame, platinum, the four types of laws circulate, turning into a creation like a flying rainbow, naturally weaving patterns on the blue robes, and naturally weaving the white hair hanging on the ground, allowing the Taoist to change from the original The posture of the bundled hair changed to a white hair hanging down, only tied up near the end.

Fu! Xi!

Ah, ah ha ha ha ha, who am I talking about!

The handsome young man smiled heartily and stretched out his hand to pat the white-haired Taoist on the shoulder:

Isn't this my dear nephew?!

This nephew can't have it!

Fuxi smiled brightly: Then what do you want from me?

The white-haired Taoist said slowly, Oh? I thought you didn't want to see me...

Ahahaha, where can I do that?

Fu Xi was serious: I was just thinking about what the meaning of life is, thinking about the mysteries of the stars and everything, and finding where the entrance to a world with countless Awas is.

Wei Yuan: ...

The white-haired Taoist glanced at Hetu Luoshu, who was foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

There is actually no pressure for the latter to open the door.

This appearance was probably frightened by Fu Xi.

...you know what I'm going to ask, where is Houtu?

Fuxi's face was stiff: I don't know.

Ask again, where is it?

I really don't know.

Clank and howl.

Draw your sword and make a move.

The Chang'an sword was smashed down with its sheath.

Snapped!

Fuxi clasped his hands together, clasped the Chang'an sword directly, and looked at the white-haired Taoist priest whose hair was blown up, cold sweat poured out of his forehead like a waterfall. This is the first existence that can directly catch Wei Yuan's sword technique with both hands. , Such a short distance is enough to see that there is a huge difference between strength and harvest.

Even so, Fuxi's complexion was still pale, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

This sword.

The Big Four in the domain!

will die? will die?

Would it be like the old Buzhou who didn't develop the concept of mythology and was created by Gonggong on the back of the waist, right?

Fuxi's forehead was bulging with blue veins, he held the sword between his hands, received the white blade with his bare hands, and said through gritted teeth:

You kid... do you want to kill me?

The white-haired Taoist pressed down with a sword in one hand, his pupils were dark and without highlights, and he said in a gentle tone:

I can't die anyway.

It's also uncle's duty to vent his nephew's anger.

If you can't die, it will be very painful, okay! Fuxi was furious, and said in a trembling voice:

It really hurts!

Wei Yuan said, Really? I don't believe it.

Besides, Fuxi knows all the mysteries and secrets. Now I suspect that you are not Fuxi, so I will use the traditional method to identify it. Draw a sword and chop it. The one that can't be broken is the real Fuxi.

Fuxi was furious: Which fool passed down this method?!

The white-haired Taoist glanced at Hetu Luoshu, and said concisely: You.

Fuxi's smile froze.

……………………

After a while, the white-haired Taoist drew back his sword and crossed it across his knees. Fuxi, who was startled by the boy's sword, hid far away. A god who fights at his own pace, Fuxi doesn't seem to like dealing with reckless people.

At least, that's what it appears to be.

Wei Yuan slowly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

Fuxi suddenly realized: Oh, so that kid back then was actually you!

I mean, I felt something was wrong at the beginning. I always felt that it was me in the future who made a move and wanted to do something, so I prepared some backup methods.

The backup method refers to the magic weapon for directly bombing the small world?

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

Fuxi secretly hated, and said angrily: Okay, it really is what my future self did!

The future me at that time must have wanted to do something to Ah Wa!

Fortunately I was vigilant.

Fuxi was triumphant.

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and said concisely: It's you who asked me to go back now.

Fu Xi's face was stiff.

Finally, I rolled around holding my snake tail, and my heart was dying: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ah Wa when I was a child, ahhhhhh!

Damn it!

Wei Yuan looked at this scumbag who was fighting wits with him, and felt that this guy was about to lose his mind.

So, where is [Hou]?

Fuxi lay flat: I really don't know.

Clank and howl.

With the Chang'an sword in its sheath, he slashed down with his backhand.

Snapped!

With a flick of the snake's tail, Fuxi dodged it at a speed that could not be caught by the law, and the extremely fierce Chang'an sword was directly nailed to the place where the snake's tail was originally. It felt as if he was going to directly nail the snake through the tail and hang it up Like skin peeling, cold sweat broke out on Fuxi's forehead, and said:

Okay, let me do the math, let me do the math, okay? Don't play, don't play...

The swordsmanship inspired by Buzhou Mountain Kungfu.

Plus sky lock.

Although Fuxi was not afraid, it was nothing but a myocardial infarction to be chilled like this.

He rubbed his forehead and said, Okay, if you want to see it, I'll do the math for you... Fuxi pulled Hetu Luoshu over and turned the latter into a stone tablet again. Fishing with strength, successfully chained to the fate of the past.

So Wei Yuan saw pictures appearing on the stele.

A woman with a beautiful face in a long skirt is fighting.

Divide the soil into sand, each grain of sand has the weight of a small world, but it is as small as a mustard seed, it can be directly penetrated into the seven orifices of the enemy, gather and disperse as you like, disperse and turn into dust, gather and turn into rocks small world.

The combat ability displayed is already extremely impressive.

It is superior to the harvest and sentence mang.

Even Wei Yuan at this moment may not be his opponent.

After all, they are the top ten peaks. Even though they are not famous for fighting, the name of the top ten peaks is not false after all.

Then, the screen changed, and the woman's shoulder was injured.

The blood continued to flow down, staining the gravel, giving the sand a divine golden color, and falling on the ground, turning into a large expanse of desert. The woman's complexion was pale, she bit her lip, and forced herself to go in one direction. go.

It seems to be fighting some invisible thing, or an existence that cannot be reflected by the secret.

When the enemy culled.

The gravel gathered and turned into swords.

The long sword slashed horizontally, sometimes fiercely, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes vast, and what came out of the change was Wei Yuan's swordsmanship, and it was none other than the four great masters in that domain. It was completely unexpected that [Hou], who was not good at fighting, could perform such a move, and his movements froze.

The sword array successfully withstood the blow.

And this sword also collapsed.

The woman successfully escaped from the murderous intent and fell into a dark and distant sea.

The picture ended here, and Hetu Luoshu's deep sleep became deeper and deeper. One thought after another emerged in Wei Yuan's mind, feeling relieved, worried about [Housu], followed by urgency, and I want to ask who is fighting Houtu.

I want to know where Houtu has gone now.

One question after another emerged in his heart, so that he didn't know what to say.

Fuxi said: It's really...a predestined relationship.

The black-haired young man smiled and said: If it weren't for the fact that when I was discussing with you, I had mastered the four major swordsmanship changes in your domain, heaven and earth Taoist, Houtu would have fallen here, so you can breathe a little easier gone.

Um?

The black-haired young man in Tsing Yi smiled and looked at the white-haired Taoist over there:

You have indeed helped her.

There is absolutely no falsehood in this.

Wei Yuan was silent for a long time, and said: ... Where did she go? The black sea?

Fu Xi said: That is the state where the laws are mixed together.

There is only one place in the world that is in this state. Well, actually this place has something to do with you.

He looked at Wei Yuan, paused, and replied:

The former residence of the central emperor, Hun Chao.

PS: The first update today...