Museum of Demons

haven't seen you for a long time……

With a gentle tone and a stable expression, even the noisy and terrifying voice of the blood-colored thunder around him couldn't suppress this voice.

Although it is slight, the sound touches the ears and the heart.

you!!!

Zhuo Shi Lei Zun's pupils contracted, and when he looked at those eyes, although his appearance was different, he was quiet and calm, which inexplicably made her feel chills, as if she saw an unrivaled abyss, or the vast and deep sky without stars or moon, It made her feel the chill uncontrollably, but she didn't know, or didn't dare to face this instinctive trembling feeling, what it was.

Shi Yi had already strode over, raising his fists.

Behind the presentation of the dragon girl in green shirt, there is a majestic and majestic atmosphere, the atmosphere of Zhongshan and Chishui.

They are all masters with rich combat experience.

Especially for fighting in troubled times, they all have experience.

Breath intertwined for a moment.

Shi Yi occupies the ground, and the dragon girl moves in the air, and has formed a three-talented force with Wei Yuan.

Block the bloody thunder light and the turbid world venerables in it.

Shi Yi raised his tone rarely, and said, Wei Yuan, make a move!

This is Lei Zun of the Chaotic World, who bears the Dao Fruit of the Thunder God of the Qing Realm. She must be kept!

It seemed that this low shout woke up Zhuo Shi Lei Zun.

The blood thunder roared loudly.

Shi Yi and Xian shot at the same time.

But it was empty.

Because they misjudged Lei Zun's choice.

The blood-colored thunder was still domineering and clamoring, but it was no longer going forward indomitably, but retreating crazily in the direction behind. It has always been fierce and domineering, unparalleled in attacking enemies, advancing without retreating, and unrivaled Lei Zun.

Take the initiative to back off!

In an instant, thunder and blood swept across the sky, Wei Yuan held the long spear with innate thunder patterns in his right hand, and the strands of thunder ran about, but miraculously, they failed to hurt him at all. The woman looked at him in shock and anger, It seems that he has finally thought of who he is, but he dare not speak because of fear.

Shi Yi's face, which had not changed for thousands of years, flashed a trace of astonishment and bewilderment in an instant.

escaped? !

The shot that contained the domineering blood-colored thunder just now was only a short distance away from the white-haired girl.

But her face was still as usual without any emotional fluctuations or ripples, she just spread her arms and stopped in front of the Taoist, her deep eyes were big and dull, without ripples, as if she didn't care about her own life or death .

Withdrawing his arms, the wide sleeves fell down.

Because of the strong wind just now, the hair on the temples was a little messy.

After thinking about it, he still said in that unwavering tone: You recovered?

yes.

Wei Yuan looked at the Zhuo Shi Lei Zun in front of him whose cheek had been cut with ferocious marks. He clasped the five fingers of his right hand, and the sword energy burst out layer by layer. With a mournful cry, the handle in his palm was carved with countless blood thunder In an instant, the magical soldiers of the heaven and earth runes were completely annihilated, turned into dust, and slid down along the five fingers of the Taoist.

Then he stretched out his hand naturally, and rubbed the top of the white-haired girl's head.

Warm palm, familiar feeling.

The white-haired girl's eyes widened, she raised her head subconsciously, and saw the man rubbing her hair with a familiar smile on his face.

Bending down slightly, with warmth on his face, he blinked his right eye:

Probably because you've always been a good boy.

So I'm back.

The white-haired girl widened her eyes, and suddenly thought of what the old man who was lying on the sickbed more than a thousand years ago said.

'Be a good boy. '

‘Otherwise, I might turn into a ferocious ghost to teach you a lesson. '

The green-clothed dragon girl was worried that the powerful qi, blood and thunder just now had no Dao fruit, and the white-haired girl who was not strong had already moved to the side, and said with a little worry: Awa, why are you... Her voice was weak He paused, stunned, and saw that the girl who was always expressionless and indifferent still widened her dark and dull eyes.

But there were big drops of tears falling down.

Even the green shirt Xian was startled, and after a while he said: Awa, you are crying...

cry?

The white-haired girl stretched out her hand, still holding her tears as she did back then.

no the same……

Not uncomfortable.

She folded her hands and caressed her chest with a peaceful and gentle expression.

There seemed to be a flash of fleeting traces on the face, like epiphyllum, but also the same bright and beautiful smile that dazzled people:

Very happy.

Can tears be happiness?

……………………

Wei Yuan let out a breath in his heart, raised his eyebrows slightly, heartily.

Looking at the tall and armored woman over there, she walked out step by step: I remember you.

I haven't seen you for more than 1,600 years. Does that sword still hurt?

Zhuo Shi Lei Zun gritted his teeth and said, It really is you!

Shi Yi was slightly surprised, and said slowly, Wei Yuan, do you recognize her?

Wearing a strong suit inside, the Taoist sword finger raised slightly, and a wisp of sword intent flowed endlessly, locking the woman's eyebrows.

Where there is no wind, no waves, and no waves, there is a lingering sword intent that will last forever.

The sleeve robe covered everything and swayed slightly, Wei Yuan replied flatly:

That sword mark on her face was left by me.

Shi Yi's expression froze slightly.

Zhuo Shilei Zun subconsciously raised his hand to cover the sword marks that spanned her right eye and most of her right cheek, her energy surged violently, but she didn't know whether it was because of shock or anger, or because of the 1,600 years, she still waved With the lingering fear, Wei Yuan put his left hand behind his back, pointed his right hand like a sword, and said:

I only wish the swordsman in the world.

None of them will die well.

He took a step forward, his whole body was as sharp as a sword, and said: I am also a swordsman.

Do you want to try it?

Zhuo Shi Lei Zun gritted his teeth, and the energy in his body exploded, arousing all phenomena in the world, the thunder ran, and the forest was like a prison. Looking at the Taoist who didn't even have a sword in his hand, he didn't even have the fighting spirit in his heart at this moment.

It seems that the Taoist now is more terrifying than he was 1600 years ago when he didn't have a sword.

The more I look at it, the more pressure I feel.

The more you look at it, the more you feel an unrivaled sense of oppression.

The Taoist seemed to be as huge as the sky and the earth, but he just looked at himself coldly with lowered eyes.

...You! Damn it!

The fighting spirit in Zhuo Shi Lei Zun's heart continued to dissipate, and finally bit his lip suddenly and suddenly, blood flowed out, the stinging pain stimulated the soul, and the sharpness returned to his brows, and with both hands, a huge long-handled battle ax appeared. There are original thunder runes on it, and countless thunder lights are endlessly entangled on the battle axe, as if it was the first arc of light that first tore apart the drowsy world, exuding unrivaled power.

I admit that you are the lingering demon of this seat for more than a thousand years.

It is precisely because of your sword back then that I have been hostile to swordsmen for so many years.

That's why I was so angry because the enemy used a sword, I couldn't control myself.

Zhuo Shi Lei Zun said slowly: But this is just the past, just the mistakes of the past.

It also means.

I just need to kill you here!

This seat can completely smash my inner demons and further digest the Dao fruit.

The tomahawk raised slightly, and then slashed down violently, setting off countless turbulent waves of purple lightning, inexplicably terrifying, extremely powerful, full of determination, full of domineering, full of determination to draw a clear line from the past.

That's fine, go one step further!

The battle for the Dao, Shi Yi, you'd better not get involved!

Zhuo Shi Lei Zun glanced at Shi Yi.

Shi Yi raised his eyes, obviously not intending to do so.

Wei Yuan looked at the white-haired girl holding tears in both hands behind him, and thought that just now she spread her arms and stood in front of him, in front of the spearhead full of bloody thunder, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her left hand and five fingers were behind her back. The five fingers of the right hand moved rhythmically, and said: Shi Yi, you don't need to make a move.

Lei Zun's mouth flashed a smile that everything was under control.

Wei Yuan pointed like a sword, and said slowly: I will personally break her way.

It hurt her...

Three strokes, kill you!

As the words fell, the golden lines on the center of Wei Yuan's eyebrows became brighter and brighter, like a sharp and unrivaled famous sword.

The endless sharpness pointed directly at the countless thunders. In an instant, Lei Zun Zhuo Shi only felt a stinging pain between his brows, as if a sword had pierced his true spirit, and the sword energy burst out and tore his soul into powder. As if he had been beheaded in an instant, he was chilled for a moment, and the next moment, the violent thunder came naturally, running around.

The first sword, five thousand years in the world of mortals, return to my hometown.

Sen Leng's sword energy was bright and domineering, and it split the sky instantly.

Like a hundred thousand li road, like five thousand years of spring and autumn, it traverses between heaven and earth in an instant.

Thunder is fierce and powerful.

But how can it resist the vicissitudes of time.

The thunder burst into a violent rush, and then it was completely dimmed and dissipated in almost an instant, leaving only the muffled sound of thunder, oscillating endlessly. The white-haired girl raised her head. Axe, gritted his teeth, evidently had done his best.

On the battle axe, the Taoist's sword points against it, and the thunder is so loud that it cannot invade this body.

The sleeve robe shook slightly, but it was still as clean as new.

Eyebrow calm.

Who wins and who loses, you can tell at a glance!

The Taoist lowered his eyes, his sword fingers moved with his heart, the sword energy was magnificent, and turned into pure.

Second sword, Jade Dragon and Snow Python for a hundred thousand miles, stepping on Kunlun.

The magnificent sword energy instantly pierced the thunder.

The domineering sword light swept across the sky, so everything in the world was clear and clear, as if the scenery of Kunlun really appeared, and there was no thunder light flowing, and the Kunlun Mountains were attracted by the sword intent, the most special spiritual place in the Qing Dynasty, representing The only characteristic of the Dao Fruit·All Worlds is like infiltrating into the sword energy.

Let this sword intent also appear a little colder, a little bit colder.

A sword pierced through the face of the battle axe.

It seems that the sword finger of this Taoist is an incomparable magic weapon in heaven and earth!

It is the sharpest and most powerful sword in the world.

The fierceness is endless.

After gouging through Lei Ting and the battle axe, he actually pierced through Lei Zun's shoulder, the armor seemed to be nothing, and the gloomy sword light flew out from behind with a clump of blood.

Zhuo Shi Lei Zun let out a muffled snort, there were loopholes and wounds in his body.

Looking at the slight cracks in the battle ax that he treasured, Lei Zun Zhuoshi's pupils shrank, and he raised his eyes in disbelief, and saw the silence between the heaven and the earth, the Taoist's right hand pointed like a sword, and the back was deep and vast , just like the reappearance of Kunlun, its eyes are deep and deep, reflecting many causes and effects in the past and future.

Lei Zun's fighting spirit that had been stirred up just now suddenly collapsed like ice in spring.

Her palms trembled, and seeing the Taoist raise his sword finger, it seemed that he was about to make a third sword immediately, and she couldn't control it any longer. With a wave of her right hand, the huge and exaggerated battle ax carried the huge force of tearing space, and turned into a sword. There was a cloud of thunder, roaring and roaring, tearing towards Wei Yuan fiercely, while Zhuo Shi Lei Zun turned into a blood thunder in an instant amidst the same roaring thunder.

Run away from the sky!

It turned out to have fled in a hurry.

Wei Yuan didn't retreat or evade, looking at the move that tore apart everything in the sky, only his sleeves shook, and then swept across the sky and the earth, the wide-sleeved robe was like water like clouds, and the law of the universe in his sleeves couldn't make this last decisive blow The move was swallowed, but it managed to guide its direction, causing the shadow of the thunder ax to spin and scream, and crashed down on the mountain on one side, smashing the large mountain in the middle, setting off a wave of air like a wave, and the thunder was endless. Absolutely.

Shi Yi frowned, but in the end he remained expressionless, and said, You're overthinking it.

It's better to let her run away. Pay attention later, the power of thunder is fierce and fast, no matter the attack or speed is extremely high.

You may not be afraid.

But your friend might get hurt by it.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, Thank you, but she can't escape...

Or, she shouldn't have escaped.

Um?

Wei Yuan raised his fingers together, the golden streamer between his brows suddenly subsided, and the sharpness of his sword became even sharper.

The eyes are deep, piercing cause and effect.

A sword stabs out!

……………………

The Thunder Lord of the Chaotic World turned into blood thunder, and in an instant, he had already left the West Sea area where Wei Yuan and others were located, but in an instant, he directly arrived at the South China Sea, and arrived at the area where Zhu Rong was. The [Truth] of his own lineup stopped him, and the latter saw Lei Zun Zhuoshi's distressed appearance, and said, ?? What happened?

You were hurt so badly!

This, this, this, could it be that the emperor came that day?

No... yes, it's a swordsman from another human race.

Lei Zun's breath was still a little vain, and he said: This person is quite dangerous, but I managed to escape...

The body has not yet been said.

That [truth] suddenly felt a burst of boundless energy.

The pupils contracted, and immediately saw that the body of Lei Zun in the Chaotic World was stiff for a moment, and an unrivaled sharpness erupted between his brows, piercing straight out of the true spirit, making the woman's eyes lose their luster for a moment, and then the heaven and earth , replied in a flat voice: The third sword——

cause and effect.

Life cannot escape.

???!

Who, come out!

[True] His complexion changed suddenly, and he retreated instantly.

Then I saw dense golden threads appearing between the sky and the earth, emitting a streamer like the morning sun.

Staggered Mibu.

The stars cover the sky and the earth.

The lower cover is full of everything.

The black-robed Taoist has white hair on his temples, standing in the midst of cause and effect, golden streamers between his brows, and deep eyes, as if reflecting the past and present. Many causes and effects make the sky higher and higher, the earth deeper and deeper, and many causes and effects flow densely. A sense of oppression that the body trembles and cannot resist.

The Taoist arched his hands slightly, and his voice was cold and indifferent, like the voice of heaven and earth: Poor Tao.

Yuanshi.

PS: The third update today... 4,200 words~

Lie flat, the last chapter was 4,600 words, and I entered the CD mode again. This time, the number of words was updated a lot. After the slowdown, I will continue with the third update.

Go to bed early, everyone, good night, good night.