Museum of Demons

With the circulation of the concept of supporting the sky and supporting the earth, and the unique and huge power increase brought by the supernatural power of Fa Tian Xiang Di, the toppling and collapse of Sky Vault was finally stopped, Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and tried his best to fight Little by little, push up the vault of heaven and the myriad of stars.

The four major players in the domain, instead of the original [Zou Liuxu], rearranged to maintain the order of vitality.

In the ears of the Taoist, he could hear the delicate sound as if the winter snow and spring melt.

But his expression became quiet, he stepped on the ground veins and turbid air under his feet, and held up the fresh air with his hands, accompanied by that fine sound, countless fine wounds began to appear on his body, the majestic wound left by Di Jun before Starlight, the power that anchored his soul, poured out from these countless scars.

When the starlight dissipates, it is its own vitality.

The skill body collapsed, and the characteristics of Bu Zhoushan's skill body to maintain the last vitality began to disappear.

Wei Yuan took a slight breath, and used the sword air to stimulate his acupoints, keeping his consciousness awake for a short time, taking advantage of the earth and sky bit by bit, it was just such a means, after all, it was just a temporary Skill.

It is a method of returning to the light when a person is about to die.

It is as if a fire has been ignited inside the body, burning the meridians, igniting the vitality, and the consciousness is in chaos, so it is necessary to smash everything that can be broken, smash everything that can be smashed, and throw everything into the raging flames, let the consciousness Showing the final strength.

Taoist consciousness began to slacken.

...I can't hold it anymore...

The limit...

Suddenly, streaks of five-color streamers flew from a distance, directly sinking into his body, and the incomparably majestic original vitality flowed down along his fragile spirit and body, sustaining the Taoist. vitality.

! ! !

Wei Yuan's self-awareness instantly became clear.

Both hands were able to mobilize their own strength again, and Wei Weiyuan heard the voice from far away, it was a gentle and sweet woman's voice, even if he could hear the anxiety in it, he could feel the spring breeze in the tone .

Hold on for a while longer!

Soon, I will come here to help you!

Emperor Wa!

Wei Yuan's consciousness is certain, Gonggong knocked down Buzhou Mountain, the sky tilted to the northwest, and the earth fell to the southeast. Although there will be many disasters in the future, there will also be the birth of Emperor Wa. The feet support the four poles, flatten floods and kill ferocious beasts, unify yin and yang and eliminate adverse qi.

Then all beings will be at peace.

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At the extreme of the North Sea, Emperor Wa's clothes were moved by the wind, looking at the tortoise supporting the world in this sea area with its back, and the tortoise sensed the huge changes in the world, and said in a confused tone: The turbid air, everything is born Yin and Yang are in an orderly manner, and since the clean qi is transformed into sentient beings such as us, there will naturally be turbid qi that will be suppressed.

This world is no longer stable... Bu Zhoushan must have been tricked.

Then, please do it... Emperor Wa.

……Feel sorry.

What's the point of being sorry?

The turtle said with a smile: I am a sentient being. The world is overturned, and the North Sea is not immune. I see fish swimming past my eyes every day, and people from overseas countries go fishing and hunting, facing the setting sun. Singing ballads, I also like it very much.”

I also hope that there will be something in return for those good songs.

The turtle that has lived for a long time closed its eyes.

In the last picture he [saw], it was still the ones he liked. There were various tribes singing songs, and the endless sea. Emperor Wa turned his gaze, and the weapon in his hand still fell down after all.

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That colorful streamer is undoubtedly the divine power held by Emperor Wa.

This relieved Wei Yuan's injury to a considerable extent.

But this kind of power is a drop in the bucket for his current physical condition. The original skill body is self-contained. When this endless cycle system is broken, it means the rapid collapse of the overall ability. straight down.

damn it……

‘Going forward this time, as long as you don’t encounter extreme situations, then you can exert more than 70% of your own power, but remember, don’t burst out with all your strength, otherwise, your body will be broken, and my backhand will not be able to save you. '

What Di Jun said before echoed in Taoist ears.

Wei Yuan's aura finally began to collapse.

It's like the collapse of a majestic snow-capped mountain peak in an instant. It started from below, slowly and softly, making people feel that it won't be a big problem, and then it will be implicated and lead to bigger and bigger and more majestic horrors. In the end, the majestic snow mountain disappeared completely.

The Taoist's true spirit has gone through wars, countless deaths, and tempered by thunder and fire. It has mastered the world, and it is already clear and clean, without any blemishes. , covered with the same fine lines as Xuanyuan Yulong.

The breath of the true spirit can thus be leaked out to the greatest extent.

Relying on this kind of eruption to forcibly support the sky, but this is also the last eruption.

it's over……

Wei Yuan thought to himself.

And at this time, another force appeared, vast and thick, coming from the highest place.

Wei Yuan was slightly taken aback.

This is……

Hun Tian? !

That piece of yellowed letter paper emerged and flew before the Taoist spiritual sea. Almost all the words on it had been wiped away, only a few words were still emitting light, maintaining the Taoist's consciousness and vitality. The spiritual light flowed and landed in Wei Yuan's consciousness.

That's a pulling force.

It seems that the last power is to send Wei Yuan back to the afterlife.

It is also a way to maintain his life.

Keep enough understanding, keep enough karma and branding, keep the last vitality, and then return to the future era. Even people who don't know how to practice can understand what a huge gift this is.

Huntian...you really left a great gift.

The white-haired Taoist looked at the letter paper in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if he saw the last middle-aged man.

He closed his eyes, and didn't reach out to respond to the power to leave here and return to the future.

Now Emperor Wa has not completed the task of supporting the giant pillar of the sky, has not returned, and now the sky is not stable, his leaving now means that when the Buzhou True Spirit is taken away, the sky loses all support and falls directly .

Such an end would undoubtedly result in heavy casualties. The Taoist felt that he was a vulgar person, but he still couldn't do such a thing.

He supports the world and resists disasters.

In the end, Wei Yuan looked at the letter paper exuding a gentle streamer, as if looking at a friend.

You have your pursuit of pursuing the Dao, and I don't have such a character of idling, you and I are fellow Taoists, you should know me, Wei Yuan's heart is calm, taking advantage of the burden of the sky, it seems that there are familiar figures around , saw the teacher, saw the master, and saw Zilu.

Then quietly watched as the last gift of a friend was exhausted little by little, and finally disappeared and turned into fly ash, the letter paper no longer existed, and the vitality of going back to the past was cut off, and there was no more, Wei Yuan heard The crisp crunch came at the end.

On the true spirit, there are dense patterns all over.

Hun Tian's gift consumed the last of his foundation and turned into a gentle force that nourished his soul.

This force, with the remnants of the multicolored divine light and the starlight before Dijun, is like a thread, maintaining Wei Yuan's soul and consciousness, allowing him to still support the sky under the desperate situation at this moment. If you touch the ground, you won't be able to disband immediately.

But at this time, the boundless weight of the sky suddenly became lighter and weakened.

In the four directions, four new pillars of heaven were supported to maintain the situation of heaven and earth. The white-haired Taoist was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. He slowly withdrew his palm and took a few steps forward. After falling down like this, he managed to hold his last breath.

Incomparably huge, the body of the law, the sky, the earth, and the sky, which is ninety thousand miles high, disappeared.

Between heaven and earth is just a Taoist, his face is like gold paper, his white hair has lost its original luster, it has become dull, and his expression is in a trance. After finally recovering, he sat down on the ground, panting rapidly, his eyes wide open. Closed, his face was full of exhaustion from the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Huh... survived, survived...

Next time, don't be a hero.

The sound transmission of Emperor Wa came back——

'Thank you for your help...'

'This matter must be rewarded, but I am refining the spiritual material at this moment, so I cannot personally thank you. '

'Feel sorry. '

No need to be sorry or anything.

Wei Yuan raised his head and saw the high sky, and there were huge pillars rising from the four sides, which were connected with the luck of the four sides. Wei Yuan shook his head, supported the rock on one side and barely stood up. His body was broken, and his own energy channels were almost completely cut off.

But it seems that there is still some mana left, and he can still use supernatural powers.

Human race, Xuanyuanqiu...

How is it over there?

And Xian, that guy has lost all his memory, and his strength is not as good as before.

The white-haired Taoist couldn't wait for Emperor Wa to come back, so he rushed in the direction of Xuanyuanqiu.

What you see along the way is all shocking. You can see the tragic battlefield of Gonggong and the turbid air, and you can also see the remaining gods in the battle of Zhuolu, and the turbid air crawling out of the annihilated leylines. , Scene after scene of launching a tragic offensive towards the human race.

The white-haired Taoist became more and more anxious.

When he rushed to the outside of Xuanyuan Hill, he saw Bai Ze who was fainting, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a white-haired woman in military uniform kneeling on the battlefield, saw Ji Xuanyuan in her arms, saw Ji Xuanyuan's aura has been annihilated, her true spirit no longer exists, and even the Xuanyuan sword has lost its luster.

This, this is...

Daozhang, you are back...

Zhuanxu seemed much quieter than at the beginning, his eyes were red, and seeing the free and easy white-haired Taoist before, Wei Yuan said in a hoarse voice, ...he, what's wrong...

Zhuan Xu's eyes were red again, and after a while, he said as calmly as possible:

After the turbid air and the allied forces of the gods have been wiped out.

The sky is falling.

The first impact after the collapse of the sky directly rushed to the hinterland of the human race.

Grandfather, no...Emperor Xuanyuan passed away in order to protect the tribes of the human race, facing the catastrophe of the collapse of the sky.

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say for a while, feeling sad in his heart.

Looking up at the human garrison that was also invaded by the enemy and experienced some battles, his complexion suddenly changed. Thinking of the girl Xian who lost her memory and combat power, she stretched out her hand and pushed Zhuanxu and the few human races in front of her, and staggered towards her. run forward.

Oops……

That guy has no memory and doesn't know how to mobilize mana.

The memory of the moves is also gone.

In the eyes of Zhuo Qi, now he is a sweet pastry with innate aura but no cultivation.

Master, you...

Before Zhuanxu finished speaking, the Taoist had already rushed into Xuanyuan Hill, and what he saw all the way was bleak, Wei Yuan's expression became more and more depressed, and as he moved forward rapidly, the remaining power in his meridians dissipated, because his thoughts were too hasty , dizziness in front of the eyes.

He walked through the streets, and finally returned to the house he had bought before.

I saw that the stalls at that time were still in good condition.

Seeing the corpses of monsters lying around, the people of the human race sat nearby with pale faces but felt a little relieved, and surrounded by a girl in a red dress, sitting in front of the stone steps with her knees crossed , playing with the bell with his right hand.

Obviously, it was Xian who protected them in the previous battle.

so far so good……

The Taoist, who was clutching his chest, heaved a sigh of relief.

When the line of sight was slightly off, the pupils shrank suddenly, and saw the core of the turbid air that remained after being killed by Xuanyuan and Zhu Rong. When Buzhou Mountain collapsed and the ground trembled, it revived again and slowly approached offer.

The girl Xian lowered her head and played with the bell, suddenly felt a strong evil spirit.

It comes from the congenital turbidity revived due to the fall of Buzhou Mountain, and has an extremely high personality.

It made her thoughts stagnate, her palms trembled, and her brain was icy cold.

And the next moment, the sound of the sleeve robe vibrating rang in her ears, and a familiar aura appeared in front of Xian's eyes, which made her heave a sigh of relief, and then she heard the Taoist's question: Are you okay?

Xian was happy in his heart, and a bright smile appeared on his face: Are you back?

Um……

I have been waiting here as promised.

Look, look, the stall we set up together before was fine, and we can continue to set up stalls together in the future.

The previous house was not rushed in by the enemy.

Although those humans are annoying, I'm protecting them because of you.

The girl's voice was brisk, and the Taoist responded warmly.

Then it seemed to rain, and some liquid fell on the corner of the girl Xian's eyes, but it was strange, very strange, when will the rain be sticky and warm?

She finally realized something, raised her head, and saw that the white-haired Taoist was still looking at her quietly as before, the weapon transformed from the innate turbidity pierced the Taoist's chest, and the Taoist's left hand also pierced the turbidity, and the corner of his mouth twitched , the blood continued to flow out, and the vision finally began to return to darkness.

He rushed away and killed the overlord of the ruins.

Discussed with Emperor Jun twice, one win and one loss.

Support the sky and the ground, and kill the congenital turbidity.

Then the heavens and the earth were separated again.

Hey, don't cry.

The Taoist's vision was cloudy, seeing the red eyes of the girl in front of him, her tone was weak, and she laughed at herself.

Didn't you say that starting from death, when the world dies, time loses its meaning, everything in the world turns pale, [I] will completely belong to you? It's a good thing...so, don't cry...don't cry... ...

The white-haired Taoist wanted to reach out and wipe away the dirty blood dripping from the corners of the girl's eyes, but in vain left a trace of beauty like rouge. The true spirit that maintained the last step was hard to return and completely shattered. Fall forward.

The girl stretched out her arms to hug the Taoist, watching those black pupils lose their spirit.

The true spirit was annihilated in a cloud as fine as starlight.

He died in her arms.

PS: Today’s second update…………Thanks to the leader Buyuan, thank you~