Museum of Demons

Jinling City is on Jiangnan Road, not far from the East China Sea.

Xu Shi didn't expect that he wanted to end the past, but he decided to face the fear that hovered in his heart for more than two thousand years, but in this way ushered in the end. The fear of two thousand years ago, after two thousand years. The fermentation has swelled to an extent that he can't even face it.

He clearly remembered that he had used alchemy to calculate before he came, and he was able to fulfill his long-cherished wish and everything.

Perhaps this kind of death is also a kind of end...

Such thoughts flashed in Xu Shi's heart for a short time, and he was immediately pressed by the desire to survive. Now he has no time to think about covering up the Qi machine. He just ran towards the East China Sea with the shortest distance, but he was already When jumping off the coast and stepping into the sea.

Cash-colored light floated in the sky.

The strands of golden streamer are woven into words, and the words are woven into a robes covered with Buddhist scriptures.

Xu Si's movements suddenly stagnated.

A monk whispered in his ear: "Amitabha..."

Xu Shi's movements paused.

On the island, Dao Yan raised his eyes. The moment he saw Xu Shi, even if it was him, a ripple and emotion surfaced in his heart. If he has received the influence of modern culture, or those who have been side by side in the past. The vulgar Wufu, this is probably the reaction at this time——

You're back.

How dare you come back? ! !

Then he raised his hand and overturned his five fingers. Compared with the martial arts and blood domineering, the martial artist is unparalleled, or the Taoist thunder method is horizontal and horizontal, the Buddhist magical powers cultivated by the real ascetic monks may not be the strongest attack, but the combination is Together, it is definitely the most difficult one.

To be in the flesh, to be invincible in the flesh; to fight for the soul, to have no thoughts, speed to be superb, to fight with his heart, to fight and not to die, to run and to run, and to meet the ancestors of the Chinese Zen sect, there is a high probability of talking Can't say it.

It's a copper peas that can't be beaten, shaken off, and can't be chewed.

Of course, except for Xuanzang.

He can't beat anyone in the story.

He can't beat anyone in reality.

Fang Feng was stunned to see Dao Yan raising his hand. The shot was the Diamond Sutra. There was no enlightenment that the Buddhist master had put down. He stopped Xu Xin, who was obviously about to leave in a panic. If he is thinking, he deliberately stabs and said: "You did it on purpose, right?"

"Doesn't Buddhism want to talk about letting go? You are so caressed, and if you have grudges, you will be regarded as a Buddhism disciple? Your mind is too small."

The young monk closed his eyes and said lightly:

"Not revenge."

"This is cause and effect."

Monk, you have the courage to talk nonsense, you have the courage to open your eyes and say, Fang Feng twitched his mouth, suddenly remembering a possibility, looking strange, and said: "Then why you are willing to stay with me, did you anticipate this day? , So you want to block the door?"

Dao Yan fell silent, folded his hands together, and replied:

"Amitabha."

No... for you monks.

At this time, Amitabha, does it mean hehe?

Fang Feng fell into silence, wondering if the monk's mind was a little too small, was it a bit too much to deal with him by himself with the eight-treasure porridge, was it remembered by this kid? At this moment, Xu Shi was not as crazy as when he came, but desperately tore through the rifts of the Buddhist supernatural powers, and then wanted to leave.

He was originally a gentle and elegant middle-aged alchemist, but now he has gray hair.

The immortal body refined with divine nature as the pill, when the divine connection is cut off, what remains is nothing more than a rotten body. Dao Yan is still wounded at this moment, and Fang Feng is a joint guard. The entanglement of grievances does not mean to shoot.

At this time, both of them heard the sound of swords.

Xu Shi's speed increased sharply, but he was not as cold as the sword aura. The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the sound of an eagle sounded. Immediately, Xu Shi's movements suddenly stagnated. Obviously he had already hit the sword and was dripping with blood, but even so, Xu The city did not look back, but fled at a faster speed.

Wei Yuan's figure appeared. The long sword in his palm was slashed and slashed. The surrounding wind revolved and dragged Xu Shi. Xu Shi wanted to break free, but he couldn't do it for a while. Fight with Wei Yuan.

Even if it is an alchemist, he still has the swordsmanship and fighting methods that will amaze future swordsmen and generals. The atmosphere of the pre-Qin era is like this. Confucianism, Mo Taoism, Yin and Yang warriors, and a hundred schools of people who can take advantage of the situation in troubled times. , None of them are compatible.

"Wei Yuan?"

Fang Feng recognized Wei Yuan. He had a good impression of this young man who made himself a table of dishes and a jar of pickles, even if he had been a courtier of Yu.

And Dao Yan also recognized this Wei Guan master who had appeared in Dao Sect Buddhism discussing the Fa.

He was slightly startled when he heard Fang Feng's words.

"Wei...Yuan?"

Fang Feng said, "Yes, Wei Yuan."

At this time, Wei Yuan and Xu Shi's fight became more and more fierce, killing every step.

It's just that the pouring sword energy remains, and when it falls into the sea, it will explode a large group of waves.

Even if he was cut off from his divine nature and gradually aged, Xu Shi still has amazing strength. These very old monks, as long as they are not lazy to be hopeless, basically have no shortcomings. To some extent, the pre-Qin Dynasty The alchemist Xu Shi himself was the origin of Onmyoji and Shintoism.

In the end, Xu Shi let out a loud whistle, and forced Wei Yuan away with one of the pre-Qin magic arts.

Then his own yin and yang turned around, and instantly escaped dozens of miles away.

Wei Yuan stepped back in the violent wind, stepping back several steps, and based on the void.

Raising the eight-sided sword with the iron eagle emblem in his hand, the sword's edge trembled and screamed.

Xu Shi leaped to the front in a blink of an eye, and there was a divine gathering in the void around him.

Dao Yan frowned slightly. When he fought with Xu Shi last time, Xu Shi used part of his divinity as bait to get him injured, but correspondingly, he also pulled out that part of Xu Shi's divinity.

After all, Dao Yan was a Buddhist disciple, and during the Ming Dynasty, monks and soldiers were active along the coast against Japanese slaves.

He also walked in the East China Sea at that time.

So at that time, he directly crushed this divinity into powder, and lifted it into the sea.

At this moment, Xu Shi has gathered this divinity, which is similar to the power of the water **** or the sea god. Although it cannot be compared with the time in Sakurajima, it also allows him to increase his speed in the sea, surpassing Weiyuan and Xu Shiyuan. Looking back, he relaxed when he saw that the young man with the sword could no longer pursue him.

Then I was delighted, with the invigoration that came out of that kind of rich despair.

Actually laughed out loud.

"Wait and wait!"

He was old and fierce: "Today's revenge, he will repay it every day!"

The sound is loud and rolling.

Dao Yan frowned slightly, planning to take action.

Fang Feng stopped him and sighed.

Tao Yan puzzled.

Wei Yuan swallowed a mouthful of blood, stood on the void, raised his hand and plunged the sword into the wind, with the blade facing down, hanging in the sky, then took out the scroll from his arms, shook it suddenly, and threw the scroll into the world. , His voice was indifferent and quiet, and said slowly:

"Donghai Tiandi, take the order!"

? ? !

Dao Yan's pupils contracted.

The heaven and the earth are spiritual people, who are gods and spirits.

Who can let Shenzhou Donghai take the order? !

In the sound of breaking through the sky, the scroll submerged into the sky, then slowly unfolded, and instantly became huge, a series of ink-colored Qin seals appeared, and the lower right corner was a bright red seal, but there were only nine characters, and the wording was plain and ordinary. The Tao who was still on the island read out:

"Xu Xin from Qi, betrayed China."

"punish."

The eight small seals above the seal of seal suddenly released light, and the entire scroll suddenly dispersed, and the world seemed to be affected by some force. Above the calm East China Sea, the waves were surging to the extent that it seemed to destroy the sky and the earth. Wanli was instantly lowered, and there was a faint storm and thunder in it.

But behind Wei Yuan was still a large sunny day.

A purpose to reverse the celestial changes in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Fang Feng clutched his heart, forcibly suppressed his divinity, did not participate in this matter, but sighed bitterly: "The emperor of God, pass on the jade seal of the country..."

"For China, it is an existence that is not inferior in significance."

Under the furious waves of the East China Sea, Sakurajima’s divinity was unable to allow Xu Shi to move forward. Instead, Wei Yuan was blessed with a gust of wind that could set off a tsunami behind him, making him appear in Xu almost instantaneously. Behind the city, Qingfeng in his palm took advantage of the momentum to whirl and slash.

Xu Xin contended with a sword. In an instant, there was the sound of an iron eagle crowing in his ears, and there were a pair of familiar cold eyes in front of him. Xu Xin suddenly thought of the information he had previously received from the scorpion clan, understood it, and gritted his teeth:

"It's you, you are his descendant?!"

"You did the Emperor Shi's affairs too?!"

Wei Yuan did not answer.

The East China Sea waves crashed again, and the thunder fell, but after dozens of minutes, Xu Shi could no longer avoid the world that seemed to put him to death~www.wuxiahere.com~ was hit hard and coughed up blood in his mouth. The sword in Wei Yuan's palm was slashed.

Xu Shi raised his hand to resist with alchemy, but it was already too late.

Wei Yuan's sword power changed abruptly, changing from heavy chopping to light slashing, directly avoiding this move.

Accompanied by a deep scream, Xu Xin's arm, which was pierced with an arrow by the First Emperor, was severely chopped off, dripping with blood, his arm was drawn into the sea by the waves, and Xu Xin's pupils contracted. This is his most accustomed use of alchemy, only in Sakurajima. I used it when I joined forces with the Tieying Ruishi to kill Yuanchu's divinity. I only saw one person...

Xu Xin muttered to himself: "Why? How would you know..."

"why?"

Wei Yuan raised his hand and shook, the blood on the sword was shaken away, his voice was flat, and he replied:

"Who said that a certain is a descendant?"

ps: The second one today............ Two thousand nine hundred words, sleep to sleep.