Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan slowly retracted his sight.

This is a city painted over three thousand years, but it only traps himself.

Wei Yuan looked at Wu Yi, who fell on the ground and was unable to contend with the power of the entire ancestral vein. The blockade of the ground vein was naturally released. Wu Yi, who had been completely demonized, fell to the ground, his eyes suddenly opened and spread. A pale golden color.

Then, once again frantically launched an attack towards Wei Yuan who stepped into this place.

Surrounded by the remains of the souls of different beasts in mountains and seas, Wei Yuan could guess. In the end, Wu Yi would frantically launch an attack on those who stepped into this place and cut off the existence outside of himself, and those souls that existed between heaven and earth wanted to escape from the mountains and sea To enter Chaoge City, Jie must pass through here.

So the crazy Wu Yi itself is a line of defense.

Wei Yuan raised his hand, the earth veins spilled out and turned into chains to bind Wu Yi's hands and feet. Wu Yi, who had been supported to the limit, could not resist the power of the ancestral mountain god, was pulled by the ground and stopped the offensive. , At this moment, he is only three steps away from Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and pointed at the center of Wu Yi's forehead.

This is not the human world, the artificial heaven left by the Heavenly Master Tao is useless, and the red urn of the destiny has lost its effect.

But the spells of Taipingdao itself can still exert enough effect.

An Xin Ning Shen was originally one of the basic methods of Taiping.

And now, the spirit of a mountain **** is performing.

Wei Yuan's eyes closed slightly, and the whole mountain was responding to his call——

Edict!

………………

finally.

The pale golden mountain god’s divinity turned into a talisman, submerged in Wu Yi’s eyebrows. Wei Yuan originally thought it would be difficult to suppress the animality that Wu Yi had accumulated for three thousand years, and let his humanity prevail. However, beyond his expectation, Wu Yi was very Wake up quickly.

It was as if he himself was struggling all the time.

There is only a trace of external help, and they will not give up easily.

Those golden eyes returned to their ink color.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his palm, let the chains formed by the mountain spirit veins dissipate and sink, return to the spirit veins, then looked at Wu Yi, and said slowly: "The king."

Wu Yi instinctively concealed his face, turned his head, and replied: "You admit your mistake."

He exposed the sharp claws of his right hand, with hair and scales on his arms, full of oil and dirt, and said:

"How can the king of the human race be a monster?"

A complicated look appeared in Wei Yuan's eyes, and he said: "The human race chooses the king. It is the person who leads the tribe and the leader who protects the tribe from harm. It is not based on appearance. Because of its ability to claim the king, he was chosen. Election is king."

"My lord, what are you avoiding?"

Wu Yi's eyes fluctuated. After a long time, he didn't answer this question, but said hoarsely:

"You keep talking about the king, but you are not my subject."

"Who are you?"

Wei Yuan pointed to the spiritual veins of the mountains and replied:

"It's the spirit of this mountain."

Such an answer is obviously unsatisfactory. Wu Yi fell silent and said: "If I hadn't seen you intercept the group of fierce beasts, I would definitely not believe you... But you intercepted them, the lone king can I feel that you are not trying to stop them by plotting anything."

"Maybe I should believe you."

"You are stronger than me, at least stronger than me now, so you should be able to see that I have reached the limit... You signed a contract with my subjects before, and there will be mountains and seas. Soul invasion."

"I have been guarding for a long, long time, and finally waited for you to appear."

"The rest can only be left to you..."

Wu Yi sighed and closed his eyes: "The orphan turned into a monster."

"Now Chaoge, only you can kill me."

"Do it."

Wei Yuan said, "...Do it?"

"You maintained your sanity until the end, in order to find someone to kill yourself?"

Wu Yi said flatly: "Gu just doesn't want to turn into a monster."

Wei Yuan has just noticed that Wu Yi has been constantly depleting during these three thousand years. His body has been almost completely replaced by the soul of the mountain and sea beast. He is surpassing the body of the monster with his own will. When his own will becomes quiet, he will completely turn into a demon.

Looking at Wu Yi who was defenseless and gave up resistance, Wei Yuan didn't do anything, he said:

"My lord, do you want to take another look at Chaoge City?"

"The real Chaoge City."

Wu Yi opened his eyes and looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan had the impression that Wu Yu once said before that Feiyu intends to voluntarily serve as a blood sacrifice at the sacrifice thirty days later, and ten days have passed since that time, that is to say, there will be another twenty days. A huge sacrifice ceremony that required blood to sacrifice to people in ancient times.

Wei Yuan calmly said:

"Twenty days, twenty days later, there will be a large-scale sacrificial ceremony in Chaoge City."

"At that time, there will also be children holding flowers that have been blooming outside Chaoge City for generations to offer to the Emperor God."

"The king is interested, will you take another look at Chaoge?"

He stared at Wu Yi and said:

"Three thousand years have been waiting, can the king wait for another twenty days?"

Wu Yi said hoarsely: "Twenty days?"

"Yes, on the 20th, after the 20th, take another look at Chaoge."

At this time, you can go to the female Jiao, go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion, even if at least a glimmer of hope remains.

Wu Yi suddenly laughed and said, "I remember that before the big sacrifice, even the king had to fast. Some fasting rituals take exactly 20 days. Then, it's good to have another look at the last."

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and couldn't bear it, and surrounded Wu Yi with an illusion, hoping to relieve him of a bit of pain, and finally left Bianlong here, and then his consciousness receded. This young Taoist smiled. Disperse in the middle and return to the earth veins.

Wei Yuan's own consciousness passed through the bronze plate and returned to the world of human beings. The fan whirled, and three bronze wares fell again. Next to him, Wei Yuan was silent for a long time. He took out his mobile phone and searched to find the girl. Number, dialed in the past.

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Bare Dragon stays alone in the mountain, feeling all kinds of uncomfortable, especially such a hideous Wu Yi. Even Bare Dragon himself has survived thousands of years, but it is free enough and comfortable enough. Can't experience that kind of loneliness and despair.

Wei Yuan's illusion put Wu Yi into a deep sleep.

He dreamed of his Chaoge City, the flowers of Shili outside the city, his children, and his subjects who respected him. Then, the Beast suddenly felt strange bursts of aura, and it turned vigilantly. Go over and look into the distance.

The ferocious soul that would come every time appeared again.

But this time it wasn't much. Bare Dragon breathed out his nose, stepping on the clouds and thunder and fire, and prepared to follow Wei Yuan's instructions to stay here. At this moment, Wu Yi, who should have fallen asleep, was struggling to wake up. Bianlong watched in astonishment at the man who almost looked like a monster rushing towards the evil spirits of many evil beasts.

Wu Yi is so fierce and brave.

The Beast helped to share most of the pressure. During the battle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it suddenly understood why the evil spirits that appeared this time are no longer as powerful as those recorded in the murals, because in three thousand years, All the evil souls know that there is a powerful guardian here, and this has almost become a rule. Those souls wandering in the mountains and seas will naturally avoid this place, but occasionally enter here with some omissions.

Even Wu Yi is not as strong as it was three thousand years ago.

That impression has been retained.

In the end, Wu Yi killed the last fierce soul with the sword in his hand, and the beast hissed and ran quickly, leaving traces of flames under his feet, leaving a trail here, Wu Yi panting. , He can no longer hold the sword in his hand.

"Twenty days."

He muttered to himself.

Wu Yi saw his current appearance from the reflection of the sword blade.

He stuck the sword upside down on the ground, adjusted the direction, and saw his back on the edge of the blade.

Then he stretched out the sharp claws of his right hand and held the bone spurs that pierced the spine, and then violently broke the bone spurs. Wu Yi's cheek twitched heavily, and he almost fell to the ground like this. After stabilizing, he continued, and after breaking all of them one by one, Wu Yi's face was already pale.

He straightened his beard and hair with the blade.

With his right hand, he chopped off the feet that had been turned into monsters, removed the scales, and handed the sword to his left hand. Finally, he burst into laughter and violently chopped off half of his right arm, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. , The power that belongs to the demon is eliminated. This is the fast before the big sacrifice. How can the king of the human race be a demon?

It's just that he knows.

He can finally not be strong anymore.

"happy!"

ps: The second one today.........2,600 words, which is a little less, thanks to God, my lord, thank you,

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