Museum of Demons

The playful smile and the sharp pupils were reflected in Bai Ze's eyes, and then his eyes turned into panic in an instant, making Bai Ze, who was trembling, try to move away from the center of the battlefield bit by bit by flexing and extending his hips. Ze subconsciously opened his mouth and shouted:

Fuck, Wei Yuan came to the rescue...

White Pond.

Before the voice could be uttered, he was slapped over his mouth, and then forcibly dragged away.

At this moment, the auras of the three are entangled together, the sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the starlight is flowing, each of them has pushed their aura to the extreme. In that way, it was cold and vast, but turned into a vast, thick and surging sea.

【Tai Yi Sheng Shui】!

Zhuo Shi Dazun laughed loudly: "Hahaha, too much water, so that's how it is!"

"I see!"

"Come!"

In the voice of the words, he had already shot brazenly.

Past, present, Future.

The troubled times of all timelines surged and exploded, pouring power transmission into this place.

It pushed the existence and power of Zhuoshi Dazun to the extreme.

The confrontation of the three, the aura is as deep as the sea, majestic and terrifying, even if the battlefield here is isolated, even if they have deliberately moved the battlefield farther away from this place, the aura that destroys the sky and the earth is still It is clearly reflected in the hearts of the people watching the battle here.

And their every move can be regarded as extremely exquisite supernatural powers, containing endless mysteries.

So even the **** of fire and water subconsciously focused on watching the void, the sword energy rushing, the galaxy is as vast as the sea, and the turbulent world is unpredictable. King Yu also raised his head and stared at the battlefield, not caring about the three During the confrontation, the trajectory of the mysterious avenue revealed may also be traces of supernatural powers.

He was just worried about Wei Yuan.

Just when this confrontation was already extremely dangerous, a clear voice was suddenly heard:

"Huh? Is the fight already started? Why are you in a hurry?"

"These three personalities are so fierce, I really can't wait any longer." The voice seemed to be suffering from a headache, and he was moving forward step by step in the current environment where the aftermath of the battle was like a wave. The voice was not affected, and it was obvious that his cultivation was extremely tyrannical.

King Yu Siwen Ming turned his head to look.

He saw a scribe in a green shirt pacing forward.

Wild winds, thunder, heavy rain, turbid air, sword lights, criss-crossing.

The storm that was raised made it difficult to stand still.

The scribe's green shirt swelled with the wind, but his footsteps were steady and his expression was calm, unaffected by the slightest. Seeing the scribe's appearance, Zhang Sanfeng was startled and subconsciously got up to salute, but the scribe in blue seemed to have expected it a long time ago. A folding fan with white jade bones in his hand closed, and pressed [properly] on the acupoints on Zhang Sanfeng's shoulders, and the force was also [properly], causing him to fall down again.

"You don't have to be polite."

The scholar in green shirt saw that this was more or less an old friend, and it was rare for him to have no grudge against him, and said in a calm voice: "You have stepped out of a path that human races in this world would never go on. The foundation of the body has solved the previous problems, very good.',

"Look carefully and study carefully, and slowly understand."

"This is the top powerhouse in the clear and turbid realms."

"The clear and turbid qi are mutually exclusive, but they are the foundation of each other, just like yin and yang, and they are very compatible with your path. If you can watch this battle, you will step back on the first step under the path and fruit, almost It’s a matter of course, there is no barrier at all.”

Zhang Sanfeng held his breath and concentrated, said: "Thank you, senior."

The green-clothed scribe laughed, opened his folding fan, and glanced around.

Zhurong, the **** of fire, Gonggong, the **** of water, and Wuzhiqi, the **** of fighting.

Be enlightened, Lu Wu.

Burning in a chaotic world where one foot has been stepped into the ground and cannot get out.

All complexions changed suddenly.

or radical

angry, or sullen. Or fear like Bai Ze.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire Tushan Department became worse and more solemn than before.

"【destiny】..."

The green-clothed scribe didn't care that he became one of the centers of all eyes, or in other words, he was already very familiar with the current atmosphere of the world's enemies, but a pair of eyes swept across the place, did not find his target, frowned slightly, and folded his fan. Gently tapping on the palm of his hand, he said, "It's really strange."

King Yu frowned: "Strange?"

"Yeah, very strange."

The folding fan in the green shirt scribe's hand lightly tapped on the palm of his hand, and he said lightly: "Whether it's you just now contending with this Vulcan, or Zhang Sanfeng came here, and after he slashed his sword, he didn't give up on the spot. There is a reason, do you think that doing these things is simply a matter of your aura?"

"There are reasons for that, but it's more than that."

"The fundamental reason is that there is a strong blessing for the human race here."

"For example, the breath of Emperor Wa."

"But this is even more strange, because even I can't capture the breath of Emperor Wa, and once Emperor Wa appears, it means that that guy is also here, but it's very strange, I also can't capture the breath of Emperor Wa. to his breath."

"According to common sense, He possesses the Heavenly Secret Dao Fruit. It would not take much effort for me to find him, but now it seems that he is not here..."

The scholar in blue [Fate] frowned slightly.

I began to wonder if I was wrong to come here to watch this battle.

Fuxi is not here.

At least not on the bright side, it made him feel as if he was being stared at by some cold poisonous snake.

There was a slight chill down the back.

It's not that he is really being watched by murderous intent, but he has always known Fuxi's character, even if he is not hostile to him, just because this guy is hiding now, it still makes him feel uncomfortable. Take your time.

The folding fan swayed slightly, and the eyes were peaceful, seemingly extremely calm and calm.

In his heart, he had the idea of ​​simply fighting with Fuxi, the most poisonous snake in the world.

But at this moment, when I looked up and saw the stars above the sky, the sword currents were flowing, and it was still broad daylight, it seemed to be more beautiful than the most cool and graceful night in the world, but this coldness came from the dense sword intent, and The galaxy turns, but it is already true.

Although the sword power is extremely powerful, it was not able to occupy a complete and absolute advantage in the first place.

On the contrary, it was held back by the transfer of the galaxy.

Engulfed by the chaotic world, and then split into countless timelines.

When the aura was at its peak for the first time, it was not successful, and it was inevitable that it would fall into a situation where the dragon had regrets, and it would not last long. The sense of sharpness of the sword had already submerged into the sea of ​​stars, and gradually dissipated. Go to its edge feeling.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help asking: "Senior, teacher..."

The green-shirted scribe said calmly: "If you practice your method, you don't have to worry about him."

Looking up, the Immortal Execution Sword Formation has been completely unfolded, the sword energy is vast, covering the four major elements of the Heaven, Earth and Human Dao Domain, and many changes have been added to the sword formation, forming a system of its own. When the three swords formed the formation, it was already It can be evolved and fixed in the void, but at this moment, the four swords are constantly rotating, and ordinary Dao fruits will inevitably suffer losses if they enter it.

But that's all.

The green-clothed scribe raised his eyes to watch the fighting in the distance.

Although the Zhuxian Sword Formation is powerful, confrontation at this level is just a normal method. There are still some advantages in one-on-one battles, and it does not show that you are out of character, but if you fight two, you are not an opponent. , the two swords of heaven and earth were shrouded in a vast and majestic, endless galaxy by the emperor of heaven.

Stars fluctuate and change in [Tai Yi Yi Shui].

Endless starlight interweaves and turns into a torrent.

Booming and rushing, and circling again, each undercurrent contains the power of stars,

Every change is the most exquisite and mysterious supernatural power, among which the stars are looming, as if the universe itself directly engulfed the sword energy and sword light.

On the other side, there are worlds, like a majestic long river stretching across the past, present, and future, which will remain unchanged forever, corresponding to the [weight] of the entire Qing Dynasty. It also uses time to eliminate endless and terrifying sword energy, Blocked the flow of sword light.

One is boundless universe. One is the long river of time.

From ancient times to the present, it is called the universe, and the four directions are called the universe.

Although the sword intent is strong, can it break the years?

The power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation was torn apart, leaving only the aftermath.

Facing the Heavenly Emperor and the Grand Master at the same time, this sword formation is also difficult to succeed, but the Heavenly Emperor is still calm, and while breaking the two swords, he also shot the horizontal bar. It seems that it does not match the previous peaceful tone.

The green-clothed scribe was speechless, holding the bone of the folding fan in his right hand, exerting a little force.

The three confront each other.

With Yuan Shi as the weakest...

This is almost a consensus.

But, but...

The green-clothed scribe gritted his teeth subconsciously, a shock of fear made his heart suffocate.

However, this is just his divine sense avatar!

the real body--

He recalled the existence he had seen before, and a gloomy flash of light flashed in his eyes. At this moment, his aura suddenly changed. He turned his eyes and saw that the three of them had used the most powerful weapon in the normal state at the moment. During this time, each other's qi and qi are sympathetic and involved, as if advancing towards a higher place.

When everyone's eyes were gathering at the center, a figure stirred up a bad wind.

Go straight to the center of the battlefield.

At this moment when the three are confronting each other, the aftermath is tyrannical. Even with the weakening of Lu Wu's agreement, the short-range aftermath is enough to severely damage the first-level powerhouse under the ordinary Dao fruit.

The afterimage avoided the aftermath after layers in an incredible and just right way.

It is obvious that he will die if he is next to one move, but he really stepped out of the one-in-a-million probability.

Avoid Xinghe, Jianguang.

Avoid the shards of the world.

Like a dance on the tip of a knife, but without any hesitation, only bravery.

Just like what Bai Ze did just now.

Kaiming raised his head, his voice distorted: "Fuck?! Bai Ze?!"

That afterimage, the thick and powerful right hand suddenly raised, threw something violently, and the thing rolled into a ball, and then flew in the void layer by layer, and then screamed:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh—"

"No, it's not me!!

"Is that Bai Ze? !

If it's not you, then who is it? !

Amidst the sword energy and starlight, relying on Bai Ze's guidance, a figure broke through the impossible aftermath barrier, and still laughed loudly. He had a tall body, his armor was torn, and his body was pierced by the aftermath. The turbulent flow of power tore out hideous wounds.

But there seemed to be a blazing flame burning in the eyes.

His right arm was raised, his muscles stretched, and he exerted all his strength.

Throw it forward! boom! !

A ray of black light stabbed forward~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and smashed the sword energy in front. Under the debris of the sword energy, Fang Tianhua's halberd trembled violently, and then the figure stepped on Fang Tianhua with his right foot. On the halberd, the body jumped up suddenly, the golden crown was shattered, the black hair fluttered, and the whole body was bloody.

Hold the sword in both hands.

Sword name - [Chang'an].

Big man, Chang'an!

Towards the back of Zhuoshi Dazun's back, he stabbed violently!

At this moment, Lu Bu laughed loudly like a wounded and dying tiger: "Hahaha!!"

"Respected, amiable and respectable adoptive father!"

A tyrannical light flashed in the man's eyes:

"Lu Fengxian, here we come!!"

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