Museum of Demons

This knife broke out when everyone focused on the fierce beast.

Quite tricky.

When the blade pierced Wei Yuan's defense, even when the blade had touched the flesh and blood.

Wei Yuan did not immediately make a move.

It wasn't until the moment of the shot that the Qi machine surged and caused the heavenly woman's face to change turbulence, Wei Yuan violently pumped his Qi machine, almost as prepared, raised his hand and grabbed the handle of this knife. Then he turned back, pulled out the sword in his palm, and slammed it in the opposite direction towards the cold-looking celestial lady.

The swords collided, bursting with energy.

It was the first time that Wei Yuan felt an indescribable sense of gap.

"……chaos!"

Wei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized one of the four fierce fierce names.

"Oh? You actually recognized it..."

"When is it?"

The look of chaos seemed to be unexpected.

But he is no longer as badly wounded as it was two thousand years ago.

Although it is not the peak at this moment, it is no longer necessary to be restrained. It is just that when the swords intersect, Wei Yuan perceives a sense of tearing impacting him in the opposite direction, and his own mana is immense, rushing into the chaos, and it has not been able to cause any effect. attack.

"This knife is Minghong knife?"

Chaos is the Emperor Hong clan, that is, Xuanyuan's unscrupulous son.

The Minghong sword is the remaining material for casting Xuanyuan sword. The high temperature does not dissipate, and it flows into a knife shape by itself. Even the heroic emperor marveled at the murderous intent of Minghong sword. Unknown knife."

He sighed.

Originally, the Minghong sword was to be broken with the Xuanyuan sword, but the sword flew away naturally.

But this sword should have been bestowed by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to Dongfang Shuo.

Wei Yuan had no time to think about the meaning of this. The Minghong knife in the faceless Chaos palm had been slashed down with terrifying power. This momentum was majestic and terrifying, and many mountain gods were horrified there. They were real. Experienced the era of the four evil spirits, knowing the horror of chaos.

Because instead of pursuing a live capture like fighting against Jue, this move can be said to be a full-fledged explosion.

With the bravery of the first warrior of the Yanhuang tribe, with the majestic and vast momentum.

Facing this knife, they almost lost the courage to resist, and their faces turned pale.

And at this moment, the mountain gods suddenly heard the faint long breathing sound.

Like the wind from above the nine heavens.

Wei Yuan's breathing suddenly became longer and thinner. He stepped back half a step, and the sword in his palm screamed fiercely. Thanks to his previous training, even if he faced a blow from the fierce **** of the Primordial Era, Wei Yuan only broke away in an instant. The impact of momentum and **** aura, retreating, gaining momentum, eyes slightly narrowed, fiercely like a tiger.

The sword in the palm was cut out.

The pupils turned from black to gold in an instant, and from gold to black again.

Divine eruption.

Moreover, it is Xing Tian's unique biography method, bursting out all power in the shortest time.

Combine everything you have at the moment and everything you have, and then explode and slash it out. This is also the sword technique of the gods, and even the sword technique of Xuanyuan Huangdi, so the shocked mountain gods watched blankly. With one knife and one sword, they almost cut out with the same aura, and then they collided fiercely.

The surrounding concealed formation collapsed in the first instant.

Then there was the earth, there were fierce cracks, it collapsed, and it was lifted up by the violent wind.

This is the first time Wei Yuan has faced a powerhouse of the four evil ranks head-on.

Even the incomplete four evil spirits who have not recovered to their full prosperity.

Even if I blocked everything for a moment, I could feel that my inner Qi and mana were beginning to rout under the backlash of Chaos. The internal organs were hit by the first wave, but at this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly noticed this. Chaos seems to have been injured and fundamentally severely injured.

Although the foundation is still there, the explosive power and majesty have not yet reached the level of completely crushing him.

The memories of the last years of the Three Kingdoms flooded into his mind, and Wei Yuan swallowed blood from his throat.

The divinity from the mountain **** was forcibly squeezed again, and almost cracks appeared on that seal.

Wei Yuan rallied and raised his breath again, and Qingfeng screamed violently in his palm, taking a half step forward.

This is Xingtian’s teaching, the ashes left over from the fire of the Yellow Turban——

Even if you lose everything, you can still squeeze out the remaining part.

What is the punishment of heaven and earth?

In the eyes of the gods, Wei Yuan took a step forward, the sword in his palm slashed horizontally, and the sword aura passed by coldly.

It was like a violent wind sweeping over the earth, and Chaos actually took a half step back. The Ming Hong Dao in his palm returned to defend with a move. The sword in Wei Yuan's palm slammed forward, and it was hitting the body of Ming Hong Dao, violently stepping on it. In the first half of the step, his left hand changed his palm, and he slammed it on the hilt, pressing all his strength on it.

The Iron Eagle Sword screamed violently.

The violent collision of divine power turned into a violent storm.

And Chaos pupils contracted slightly, looking at those eyes.

He seemed to recognize this person...

That old guy?

After the disappearance of Queen Mother West, he almost declined to the person he encountered when his divine power collapsed.

Wei Yuan said slowly: "Where is Jue?"

The waves in the heart of Chaos calmed down instantly, and the tone was silent: "I have been captured."

"Yes?"

Wei Yuan's mouth hooked: "It looks like she's okay..."

"So I feel at ease."

"If Jue is really caught by you, you don't have to use this finger to seduce me."

The chaotic thoughts stagnated, and the reaction came, and his tone became low.

"You count me?"

Wei Yuan stared at Chaos, and then he was really relieved:

"It seems that Jue is really fine."

The chaotic thoughts stagnated, and immediately a kind of anger emerged.

Wei Yuan thanked A Liang in his heart, and took a half step back. He originally planned to scream at the mountain gods and walk away. When he looked back, he found that the mountain gods had already run away tremblingly and left behind. The top of the stone slabs in a place is the signed version of Qi.

Wei Yuan was stunned, and immediately lost a smile, holding the sword in his palm diagonally, swaying all the talisman.

Fu Lu forms an array.

Zhu Rong's breath was aroused.

This was when Zhu Rong sent Wei Yuan back to the world, he grabbed it before Zhu Rong's breath dissipated.

It was originally intended to be used as a primer for Qi and Yu's retention method to stimulate another body's medicinal power.

At the moment it is no longer hiding.

The scorching high temperature can even burn the soul, and it erupts with the help of Fu Lu at this moment.

Wei Yuan also pointed out that Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, was pulling the air, brushing the ridge of the sword, and the roaring long sword exuded a red halo. Wei Yuan held the sword in both hands, and the surrounding talisman turned into a kind of auxiliary altar. He watched Chaos, said: "This sword, you try..."

"Also, thank you very much."

Chaos is a faceless, fierce god, so it can be perfectly transformed into other gods.

Even the mountain gods did not recognize what was wrong with the chaotic Jue, so it also meant that Jue was supposed to be like that. When Wei Yuan thought of this in his heart, he felt fortunate. Fortunately for this. What the girl looks like now...

Wei Yuan handed out a sword violently.

With the burning heat of Vulcan as a guide, the formation of Fulu is used to maintain stability, and it is cut out by the law of Xingtian.

Chaos pupils shrink slightly.

The Minghong sword was in front of the bar. When the sword fell, the Minghong sword screamed violently, but its strength was not as majestic as imagined. Chaos just felt a scorching heat in the palm of his hand. His arms seemed to be lit, and he stepped back half a step, and soon settled down.

When I looked intently, there was no one in front of me.

"……escaped?"

…………………

It took a breath of Zhu Rong to barely get rid of that chaos.

Wei Yuan was lying on the back of the dragon, and the mountain god's authority he held had cracks. The mountain **** boy next to him was almost dumbfounded. He actually fought against the chaos three times and retreated all over his body. That was Xuanyuan's son! They are the four fiends of Taikoo!

When did that cook actually have such a fighting capacity?

Then he realized another serious problem.

He stammered: "You, when did you recognize it?"

Wei Yuan opened his eyes and said, "Jue?"

"I recognized it from the beginning."

The mountain **** boy murmured, "Yes, but, we all recognize it by Qiyun."

"How could this admit wrong?"

"How can you recognize it?"

Yes, that is the nature and foundation of all goddesses.

It is an identification method that has been circulated throughout the world of mountains and seas.

It was the method used by Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi to recognize the Nine Heavens Profound Girl. It was the unbreakable truth passed down by all the gods.

However, Wei Yuan thought, the girl she was familiar with liked a light diet, and she also knew medical skills. She liked the white flowers. She could recognize the patterns of the pottery. The injured Wei Yuan leaned back lazily. Long, he didn't even think about that instinct, he could feel it, it was not Jue:

"Because I don't recognize it by appearance and breath, Jue is Jue."

"Je, is Jue?"

The mountain **** was at a loss.

Wei Yuan replied: "Yes."

"No matter what she becomes, I will recognize her."

"For generations to come, there is only one Jue in the world of mountains and seas."

"How could I admit my mistake? How could I admit it?"

The mountain **** was stunned, stayed for a while, and said, "What is your relationship..."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, wanting to answer that he was a friend.

But he suddenly remembered that the girl liked the texture of the pottery because he told her about the changes in the pottery. She liked the light diet because of her own style. She liked the white flowers because it was the only one in Kunlun in a thousand years. The flower, and the medical skills were handed to her during the Three Kingdoms period.

You are a dream of wind and snow.

And I am the blizzard in the dreamland.

The mountain **** boy slapped his palm, as if he had discovered some big secret, and said loudly:

"Do you like her?"

? ? !

Bilong shivered, looking at the mountain **** in disbelief.

You actually said it!

How dare you ask it so lightly? !

Even the water ghost dare not be so iron.

Wei Yuan was taken aback, and wanted to jokingly answer yes, but suddenly he thought of the towering mountains of West Kunlun, the gods standing above them, and the graceful Queen Mother of the West and the fierce Lu Wu, even if he dared Facing Chaos and drawing his sword, he actually felt an extremely complex emotion at this moment.

What makes men hesitate is often not the swords, guns and swords, but the powerless promises they make right now.

In the end he did not answer directly, just lazily and authentically:

"you guess?"

Mountain God: "..."

He wanted to hit this guy's head with that slate for an instant.

Who did you learn this from?

But when He muttered and lowered his head, he suddenly realized one thing-just now, even with great confidence in his heart, he knew that the woman behind him was a fake, and the lazy wounded in front of him was also stabbing himself with a blade. , The chaotic aura fluctuated, and it was only when it was truly confirmed that it was not a goddess, that he shot back.

The mountain **** was stunned.

Such a short pause, even for a moment, is like a quiet undercurrent under a violent water wave.

Legend has it that there is a kind of bird called the thorn bird, who spends his entire life looking for his own'home', and will never fear or regret it. When we find the home of the thorn and pierce the chest with the thorn, it will bloom with the loudest call. Sound, although the story is false, people are somewhat similar.

After all, a person seeks a home in his life, there is one and only one, and it is not necessarily good.

Wei Yuan and Chaos fought three strokes, defeated half of them, and retreated.

However, he was seriously injured and his divinity was damaged. At this time, he naturally thought of the Emperor Garden. Of course, according to Xingtian, it was commonly called'Xuanyuan Naguoyuanzi'. There are definitely good things to heal. In order to prevent the fierce beast from coming to him, Wei Yuan had to conceal his breath with all his strength.

The team, one person, one **** and one horse, finally reached the position of the Emperor Garden.

Gearing up.

Anyway, at this time, Emperor Xuanyuan won’t be angrily questioning, it’s you who stole my melons, right?

Before Wei Yuan was ready to continue Xingtian's career, he heard the roars of fierce beasts one after another, and cut off the plan of stealing melons.

The mountain **** boy and Wei Yuan looked at each other silently.

"Did you leak your breath?"

The mountain god's mouth twitched: "These fierce beasts are crazy..."

He originally wanted to say ~www.wuxiahere.com~ These fierce beasts are ashamed of seeing a piece of meat after being hungry for eight lifetimes.

Wei Yuan shook his head, saying that his effort to restrain his interest was completely okay.

Bare Dragon moved his nose.

"There is a smell of blood, like human blood, but a bit different."

Wei Yuan looked at his tiger's mouth, the wound was well bandaged, and it didn't flow out at all.

"not me."

He was thoughtful: "Someone else has approached here and has been injured. It looks inhumane."

"Or maybe... the citizens of overseas countries?"

PS: Today's first update... 3800 words

Dihong, here is the orthodox saying that Dihong is Xuanyuan Huangdi~