Museum of Demons

"Human race?"

The four teenagers next to the Lord of the Ruins were slightly startled, and their expressions changed slightly. The Lord of the Ruins laughed loudly and said: "I see, if you continue to move forward here, you will indeed encounter a human race. However, since it is a human race, you can solve it yourself."

The heroic boy with the knife looked at the white-haired Taoist man in front of him and said, "Which tribe are you from?"

no answer.

Chaos frowned and said in a cold and arrogant tone:

"I am the son of the Emperor Huangdi Xuanyuan, you step back and don't stop me."

"Otherwise, you will be punished!"

The white-haired Taoist thought of the Emperor Xuanyuan, who alone supported the human race. After being silent for a long time, his expression finally softened, and said: "...You are the youngest son of Xuanyuan and Leizu... Your father and mother miss you very much, I and I They have a good relationship."

"It hasn't caused a big disaster yet. If you go back with me, there will be a turning point."

Chaos changed color suddenly, and said angrily: "Humph! Don't mention them!"

"They don't understand me at all!"

"Only know the human race, the human race!"

The white-haired Daoist said: "...I can ask you again, can I go back?"

Chaos suddenly drew his sword, the murderous intention was very real, and said: "Besides, die!"

"Is that so..."

The white-haired Taoist nodded and said, "Then, go to hell."

? ? ? !

There was obvious consternation on Chaos' face, and the next moment, the white-haired Taoist seemed to have stepped directly through the space and instantly appeared before the young Chaos, with his white hair slightly raised. The peerless blade that is inferior to Xuanyuanjian reacts instinctively and strikes horizontally.

The next moment, this arm turned into powder.

"Words cover up righteous things, Yin is harmed by thieves, but evil is liked."

The Taoist's tone was calm.

In an instant, the domineering sword energy directly abolished the limbs of this young man.

In the end, they pointed to the sword and directly touched the heart of the young man who was holding the turbulent future.

The boy's eyes widened, and there was fear, unwillingness, and weakness in his eyes.

At this time, the Taoist remembered the [Painted Skin Case] ​​that he had come into contact with for the first time in his life, and the question left by Crouching Tiger at that time, asking this woman to turn into a demon and yet to do evil, would you kill it or not? The Daoists at the time could not answer.

The mood at the moment has been calm.

kill!

punish!

Compassion for the wicked is no different from slaughter for the good.

The incomparably domineering sword energy directly pierced and tore, smashed the boy's heart, pierced all his internal organs, and all the extraordinary meridians and eight meridians. , only, will kill you."

"This cause and effect, Pindao took over."

"As for your difficulties, Pindao has no interest and does not want to know."

Fearing that he would not die simply, the Taoist clasped his fingers together and slammed down on the young heavenly spirit.

This series of changes was almost instantaneous. In the eyes of others, the Taoist took a step and appeared in front of Chaos. At the same time, Chaos had already abolished his body, his limbs were broken, his heart was pierced, and the Lord of the Ruins was furious. , the domineering fist style slammed down.

"You, presumptuous!!"

The loud whistling sound was blocked by Kunwu.

The move that was enough to repel the Emperor of the Four Seas was intercepted.

The domineering wind tore the ground, leaving a huge ravine more than a hundred miles away.

The Taoist's left hand and five fingers had already smashed the heavenly spirit of the heroic young man, smashing his heavenly spirit, his face was chaotic, his qi dissipated, and he fell directly, holding a sword in his right hand, a pair of indifferent black pupils and the Lord of Returning Ruins looked at each other. , said indifferently: "Who is the poor way to kill?"

"You can't stop it."

"…you!"

The Lord of Guixu was furious in his heart, and the four murderers he chose from the core members of the human race were created for the purpose of backlash and cutting off the fate of the human race, and even killing the murderer. Even if it is rescued by the supreme medicine, it will never achieve the original purpose of [cutting off the fate of the human race].

One of the three major plans was directly abolished.

"You go and bring back the corpse of Chaos!"

The black-robed man was full of anger and said, "This person, this seat committed suicide."

Raising his hand to make a move, the heaven and earth seemed to be instantly depressed. The domineering arrogance that overwhelmed the people of the world made the Taoist heart vigilant, and immediately punched out, as if a meteor fell from the sky, vast and majestic, the Taoist backhanded the sword.

One Sword · Hometown!

 …

The remaining three teenage murderers turned into elusive light, far bypassing both sides of the war.

Taotie raised his head and saw from a distance that the heaven and the earth seemed to have turned into darkness. Every time the fist fell, the earth shook violently, the forest overturned, the mountains collapsed, and there were all kinds of violent and natural dangers inside. The small world is smashed down as a weapon.

That is equivalent to an extremely vast space.

The inside is a tyrannical vitality like a thunderstorm and a tidal wave of flames.

At this moment, it was directly used as a weapon, and was smashed by the fist wind.

The birth and death of the world directly distorts the laws of heaven and earth.

Space, time, thunder, flames, and many laws are intertwined. As the master of the return to the ruins, the power of the return to the ruins, which can devour all things, is in charge of all methods, and it is used in reverse, and no matter what moves the opposite side faces, it is only one. The sword is cut out, fierce and domineering.

The sword destroys all methods.

"...hs...that's too domineering."

Taotie's scalp is numb.

Do you want to be enemies with such monsters in the future?

No, no, no... still, let's mix it up... or I'll definitely be killed.

The teenager gluttonous in a green shirt secretly made up his mind, especially the guy who grew up together in front of him was beaten like a lump of meat. No, no, no, no, this guy is also a human being, he can't eat, he can't eat.

Taotie took out a few sweet boiled beans from his arms, stuffed them into his mouth and ate them.

Qiong Qi took out the precious medicine that the Lord of Returning Ruins had just sent by tearing apart the space.

This is a medicine of the highest level even in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. It is a precious tree that existed when the world was born. With its essence tempered, it can truly make flesh and bones, life and death, even gods. effective.

This was originally prepared for him by the Lord of the Ruins,

However, in order to cut off the fate of the human race, it was decided very decisively.

It's just that the originally handsome and brave young swordsman, even if it is resurrected, can only be 'faceless in chaos' forever. His internal organs are empty, and his face is like a lump of mud. A trembling, his energy recovered, but he couldn't open his eyes.

The divine weapon fell to the ground, and Chaos fell into an uncontrollable extreme fear.

The whole person curled up into a ball, the previous domineering, heroic, and the ambition to swallow Xuanyuanqiu.

All of them were shattered by the cold and indifferent Taoist life, and they were never left behind. Even if they were forcibly brought together by the world's first-level treasure medicine, the true spirits were revived, and even their luck was gathered together. His pupils were still spinning in his heart like a dream demon for thousands of years.

Even in the distant future.

On the earth after the beacon of the world, in order to capture the still weak goddess Jue, Chaos turned into an official of the Jin state and entered the land of Shu, but saw the same gaze in the eyes of another old Taoist, indifferent but calm.

It was obvious that he was only facing the old human beings at that time.

Chaos, one of the powerful four evils, chose to retreat unconsciously.

Give up catching the goddess in that house.

…………

The sword energy was torn apart and suppressed by the power of returning to the ruins.

The Taoist's pupils turned slightly, and he saw that Chaos, who had just been killed by him, was actually revived at this moment. Before, there was an extremely rare treasure in Qiongqi's hands, and its personality and level far surpassed that of Wei Yuan himself. The undead flower that has been served.

...The Lord of Returning to the Ruins in this era is, to a certain extent, really rich.

The collision of peerless moves, tearing apart the domineering power of the mountains and seas.

Such a battlefield was staged in front of Chu Ming's eyes.

Leave him in a trance.

Suddenly, the Taoist sword energy suddenly condensed, Gao Yuan, and the red dust two completely different auras condensed into one, a sword Kunlun, stabbed out suddenly, the eyes of the master of the return to the ruins lit up, said good, and split in an instant, as if he had escaped. The three thousand worlds, with their vastness, correspond to the blockade of this sword.

In an instant, the shape of the Taoist changed and appeared in front of the return to the ruins who was holding the choking sound.

The latter was dazzled, trying to comprehend the moves of the two powerhouses, but he might as well just appear in front of his eyes with the cold-looking Daoist, he was terrified in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but found that he could not tear it apart. space.

Insufficient physical fitness · support the sky and the ground.

The next moment, the sword was domineering and fierce, directly piercing the eyebrows of the Guixu powerhouse.

Chu Ming was thrown out, and then held by the Taoist man.

The handsome young man raised his head because of fear, his emotions fluctuated violently, and before he thanked him, his expression changed and he exclaimed, "Be careful!" A level of confrontation, even if it is a mistake, will be caught by the opponent.

There was a bang, and the waves of the four seas shook violently.

The Lord of Guixu laughed loudly: "You are so arrogant that you turn your back to me in the future. It seems that you value this kid... eh?!" The black-robed man's complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly felt that his overbearing and unparalleled moves were unexpectedly high. Unable to directly hit the opponent as expected.

An extremely special mythic power overlay.

This is…

"Not week..."

The Lord of Returning Ruins looked slightly sullen, and looked over there subconsciously. After the sky was gone, he was only inferior to the ancient gods of the Great Wilderness. The next moment, the man in black frowned and stepped back, faintly panicking. .

The Taoist stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his head, uttering a sentence that he couldn't understand from beginning to end.

"I've been late many times... This time, it's better to catch up..."

The Taoist had a gentle smile on his face, but there was a sadness in his eyes that the young man couldn't understand.

It's true, but the injury is still manageable.

In other words, the Lord of Returning Ruins did not know about the existence of Buzhou Mountain’s kung fu, and the power he used was not enough to break through.

In this place, in the era when Buzhoushan supported the sky and the earth, Wei Yuan's Buzhoushan kung fu increased greatly. He turned around and flicked his sleeves, and his sword qi turned into a storm. , holding a sword in one hand and holding the young Ching Ming in the other.

The Lord of Returning Ruins looked at the Taoist in front of him and said, "...Are you trying to save people?"

"Yes and no."

The white-haired Taoist put down layers of bans with sword energy, sheltered the choking, and then stepped towards the Lord of the Ruins: "It's just for some reason that you have to die here." The Lord of the Ruins laughed loudly: " Alright, now that your junior and mine are all safe, let's go all out!"

"There are too many people who want my life!"

"But they are all buried under the Great Gully of Returning Ruins, you..."

"Will be next!"

The Taoist pointed at the same time, the Kunwu sword roared, and the sword was very clear. He took advantage of the situation to hold the sword forward. The first move catalyzed by the perception of swordsmanship in his life was the hometown of the former ultimate move. Even more pure, the Lord of Returning Ruins slammed down with his palms facing each other.

The sword and the fist collided wildly without any hesitation.

The second sword, Red Dust!

The world is full of red dust, all enter this sword.

The master of Guixu slammed his fists, turned his palms with his fists, and tuna thousands of spells. The red dust entered the ravine, the gully of the East China Sea, and the waters of the world all entered without rising an inch. Feng, he couldn't break free for a while, the man in black robe clasped his fingers together, and the power of returning to the ruins to swallow everything was reversed.

Incomparably overbearing and powerful air machine smashed out.

Falling on the Taoist's chest and abdomen.

At the same time, the Taoist left hand evolved to hold the sky and the earth, and then traveled around the law of the six voids.

Same smash.

There were space cracks in the sky, and the Taoist’s face turned pale. Guixu was the place where the laws of the world were annihilated. It was extremely heavy. With this blow, even Buzhou Mountain’s body was punched out of the cracks. A magic weapon appeared on the chest and abdomen of the Lord of the Ruins, blocking the domineering blow of the Taoist.

"Hey, I return to the ruins to control the heavens and the world, and be rich in the world!"

"How many pieces can you break?"

The black-robed man burst out laughing, and the armor of the magic weapon appeared on his body, which hooked up with himself in countless worlds, and could divide all offensives at the same time, nullify all overbearing attacks, and divide it into [self] in different worlds to dissipate.

Although he has not set foot on the top ten peaks, he is only half a step away.

He was a domineering powerhouse who once discussed Taoism with Emperor Jun, Houtu, and even then without Zhou Kunlun.

Pursue the greatest heritage of one step to the sky.

"This seat is in charge of all realms, the four spirits break through Kunlun, the four evils overwhelm humanity, the ten thousand realms circulate, the stars are splendid, the four seas are with me, and my feet are chaotic, what are you fighting for?!" The black-robed man was arrogant. Step by step, he stepped into the void and made another move.

The shape of the Taoist person changed, the swordsmanship was fierce and domineering, and he made another sword.

The third sword, Kunlun!

This sword is mighty and majestic. It was built by the enlightened people back then. The Lord of Returning Ruins staggered his arms and forcibly blocked this move. Smashing it out, the Taoist held a long sword in his palm, holding his fists.

In the left sleeve, the universe reversed, and it suddenly pressed on the head of the Lord of Returning Ruins.

Five fingers clasped together.

Innate Five Thunders! !

The domineering thunder almost caused the celestial phenomena to change in a radius of five hundred miles. The Lord of the Returned Ruins groaned and roared. The long sword Kunwu was shaken away, and his fists carried the power to penetrate the mountains and rivers, and slammed into the chest and abdomen of the Taoist, for several consecutive counts. Trick, Taoist Buzhoushan Gongshen was broken.

When I was knocked on the back and fainted when I was not old enough... Is this what it feels like?

A thought flashed through Wei Yuan's heart. He was staggered with fists by this powerful and overbearing man, restricted by different mythological concepts, and was pressed and pushed back. He stepped into the empty space with his right foot and forced it to run. Perhaps it was because of his relationship with Fuxi. In countless joke-like confrontations, he does not understand the principle of innate gossip.

But will use.

Almost instinctively, he stepped on the gossip, the wind and fire flowed, and he broke away from the move of the Lord of the Ruins.

But the next moment, the master of Guixu grabbed it with a backhand, and the gossip collapsed, showing another characteristic that Wei Yuan was familiar with - the end of all ways, even the circulation of gossip would not exist, the Taoist pupils shrank, and finally realized , where is the end of the universe, where the gods and souls go.

There, it is within the Guixu.

"Hahahaha, the foundation is good, the body is not perfect, the six virtuals, the innate gossip, the swordsmanship, but, it's not enough, it's not enough, hahahaha!" The Lord of Returning Ruins laughed loudly, ignoring the possibility of finding someone who might attract Dahuang and Kunlun. A strong enemy, showing an absolutely prosperous attitude.

The Taoist swallowed the blood in his throat and started again:

'Swordsmanship Yanhuang'!

The red flames of the kendo qi machine soared again.

The Lord of the Returning Ruins clasped his hands together, and all the ways of returning to the Ruins will be destroyed, how much more so in the human world?

The light of Yanhuang was annihilated and dissipated.

The Taoist spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and the white robe was already dyed bright red, but the heart of the sword in his heart was immortal. The thoughts here are more powerful.

The dominance of swordsmanship is like a streamer that never goes out. No matter how strong the foundation of the Lord of the Ruins is, and he forcibly bombards with domineering moves, he feels that his physical strength is faintly exhausted, and he finally realizes that it will not work like this. , Not Zhou Gong Body, Indestructible...

Damn... indestructible, it doesn't seem to be such a form of expression.

The man in black robe mobilized his own power, and he shot with all his strength, intending to solve it at one time.

【Return of All Laws to the Ruins】!

The white-haired Taoist raised his hand and jumped upwards—supporting the sky and the ground!

I don’t know how many times this has happened. It should have been used to fight against the domineering law of the Lord of the Ruins, but at this moment, the Taoist only had the strong will to kill the opponent, and his heart was full, and he had not completed the sky and the ground. The sword energy exploded and circulated.

The Big Four in the Domain!

First support the sky and the earth, and then the four major circulations in the domain, and then transform, become the wandering six virtual.

The technique of innate gossip came into play, and the pattern of the Jedi Heavenly Pass that I had seen before appeared before me. The white-haired Taoist stepped forward half a step, and his voice softened.

【Jedi Tiantong】!

The law to devour all laws seems to be stagnant, unable to further affect the front, and the master of returning to the ruins with all his strength is stunned. After colliding and directly grasping the full power, the Lord of Returning Ruins who was unable to recover for a short time.

The Kunwu Sword had already been knocked into the air, and cracks appeared.

The eyes of the white-haired Taoist were icy cold, his right hand rested on the sky and the ground, and then, under the blessing of [Four Great Domains] [Zhou Liuxu] [Xiantian Bagua], he smashed the sky in the strongest state and slammed it down directly. It had to hit the Heavenly Spirit of the Lord of the Ruins.

The huge law collided, stirring up the world, and the Lord of the Ruins once again forcibly distributed the injury to his own brand. It seemed that he had not suffered any injuries at all, and laughed loudly: "I have already said that this seat has everything in the heavens and the world. Brand, your offensive is useless to me."

"To do such a useless act!"

"Release this seat!"

The fists hit again and again.

The Taoist coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, his movements remained unchanged, and he held the Lord of Returning Market with his left hand.

The right hand is raised again, the sky is leaning on the ground, and then the sky is turned upside down.

The second time, he smashed the forehead of the Lord of the Ruins.

It was still the strongest attack of domineering peers. The Lord of the Ruins was in a trance, and then a trace of fear appeared in his eyes. He fought back frantically, and said angrily: "Death! Give me death!"

"Release!"

"release!"

The third time to support the sky and the ground, and bombard the sky!

The seriously injured Taoist said: "The imprint of the heavens and the world... there is always a limit, right?"

"Share the offensive of the poor road..."

"Heh... What qualifications do they have, and how many times can UU read www.uukanshu.com?"

His tone was calm and calm:

"You have a thousand imprints, a thousand times for the poor."

"You have 100,000 distractions, poor Daoist, just kill 100,000!"

The Master himself taught him that Bamboo of the South Mountain does not know how to use tricks, but has the most tenacious will and a state of mind that ignores all suffering.

The face of the Lord of Returning Ruins was faintly twisted, and he shot with all his strength, constantly bombarding the chest and abdomen of the Taoist, and said angrily:

"die!!"

"Why don't you let go!"

"Why don't you die!"

"Why, let go, you let me go?!"

The Taoist's expression was flat, and the injuries on his body were getting worse, but he seemed to be unaware. The mythical concept of Buzhoushan Gongti always maintained its last tenacity, and then regardless of the cost, he smashed the Lord of Returning Ruins again and again with domineering horrors. Many treasures in Guixu were also smashed into powder, and the brand of the Lord of Guixu connecting all worlds was all smashed.

There is no longer a way to defend, there is no longer a way to pass on the injury.

The man in black robe calmed down at the moment, gritted his teeth and stared at the palm that was destined to relieve himself, and said slowly:

"This seat has the imprint of countless worlds. Even if you kill me, I will still return from history and years, you..."

"At that time, Pindao can only kill one more time."

The Taoist answered plainly, holding up the sky with his white palms and turning his wrists.

The last move smashed the sky.

The Lord of Returning Ruins, who had great ambitions, watched the Taoist put his five fingers on the top of his head.

I heard the last indifferent voice—

"so…"

"You'd better hide it."

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