Museum of Demons

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On Wudang Mountain, in the golden dome, the real martial arts sword hanging in front of the ancestral hall screamed unconsciously again, and the pure sound of the sword turned into a rippling storm, hitting the bronze cauldron in front of the golden dome, sending out The sound roared into the ears, almost like a bronze bell, shocking.

Many Taoists of Wudang Mountain stood in front of this real martial arts sword, and looked at the patriarch's sword, even though it was sealed in a scabbard, the expressions on their faces became more and more respectful——

This sword has been whistling for seven days.

Speaking of which, this Zhenwu sword was not always stored here. It used to go with Zhenwu Zhang Zhenren when it disappeared. It was wandering outside for hundreds of years. Looking through Dao Zang in the golden dome, it was very windy and windy that day, and the awarding team of Emperor Jiajing had not yet gone far. That night, thunder kept bombarding the golden dome of Wudang Mountain.

But amidst the wind, rain and thunder, there is a golden dragon winding from the west.

Layers of thunder and wind and rain were torn apart, and they came in a mighty manner. On the second day, the real martial sword was placed horizontally on the ancestral hall with its sheath, and there were still traces of golden blood flowing down the sword body. Originally, Emperor Jiajing wanted to force Wudang, but that day the envoy came to roam the dragon with the sword of real martial arts, and was terrified in his heart, so he retreated.

It's just that since that day, this real martial arts sword has never shown the slightest edge.

Even no one can pull this sword out of its scabbard, as if the strangeness of the day was just a hand-wringing of the teachers, using legends to highlight the mystery of the ancestor's real martial arts sword.

But now, the sword neighed again, never ending all day long.

"The impoverished Daoist Zhang."

The old Taoist pointed and chopped.

"Yuanshi, Tianzun?!"

Jue saw the text left by Wei Yuan below, turned to look at the old man, and solemnly returned the gift, saying:

At this moment, under the battlefield, the Heavenly Emperor has appeared, and the seven pure and turbid energies of the chaotic world, check and balance each other. There is an unparalleled oppressive force under the sky, which makes people almost have the illusion that time and years are frozen. He didn't start shivering, but he was able to move even under the pressure of such a huge scale.

"Pindao is here to deliver a letter."

In an instant, it turned into a sword light, tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds like a flying rainbow and going far away.

The Millennium Covenant has finally begun.

It's so strange...

Of course, those who wanted to pull out the sword were forced by the majestic sword energy overflowing there, cutting the body covered with cuts and bruises, dripping with blood, but at this moment, when the headmaster of Wudang Mountain looked at the sword , suddenly felt a sharp pain in the forehead.

In the oppression of such a frozen silence, suddenly a sword with a clearer and more incomparable color rises up.

"It's early for both of you."

Immediately recalling the origin of that passage, his complexion changed even more suddenly.

The arrogance exploded like a **** like a demon.

"No trouble."

The existence of the very faint aura lingering around him is not Patriarch Zhang.

Later, Zhao Tongxuan blackmailed Wudang Mountain in Chapter 147

Zhang Sanfeng's expression suddenly changed: "Little Emperor Zhenwu?!"

Rumble! !

Its power is so small that it shakes the ground here, but the entrance is not at all willing to open.

At this moment, after the original Tushan, there are a large number of Tushan Fox Clan, as well as Taoist disciples, Heavenly Demon Clan, and even a few Kunlun Mountain Gods who have drank less and came late. It was blocked in Tushan Village.

"It was after a long time that this fellow Taoist Wei Yuan of Taiping Dao brought it back."

The old man smiled and said, "About a thousand years later."

And the old turtle closed his eyes hastily, exhausted again, and the white snake, which had hardly turned into a dragon, sank up quickly, and we said loudly: "Little sage of Xuantian, the northern Rengui Supreme Spirit God, Jinque Zhenzun should be incarnated with the title of General Zhenwu."

Master Zhang heaved a sigh of relief, but his obsession hadn't run out.

Dusty Shan Gang Limeng

The ground struggled on its own, and flew out of the scabbard, surrounded by sword light.

The tortoise and snake spewed out white air in unison, and landed directly under Zhang Ruosu's mouth.

And when I took out this letter, I couldn't easily see a line of words.

Zheng! !

But how is that possible?

Even when we leave the sword now, we will forget the sense of coordination.

This mouthful of Zhang Ruosu possessed the seven qi that lost the circulation of yin and yang for a short time.

In an instant, Wudang Mountain was wrapped in huge turtles and snakes.

In the eyes of one after another, the old Taoist, who was extremely old, stepped back step by step.

"Then, it's so strong, there must be something abnormal outside."

Shan Gangli, who had swallowed the yin and yang energy of the tortoise and snake for thousands of years, raised her head.

"Give it a try..."

The air waves exploded into layers of ripples.

Subconsciously recalled what Lin Shouyi said when he recovered.

It was as if he descended to Zhenwu Mountain later on. The connection between this lowly girl who was born in the seven seas of the age of gods and showed a very faint aura, and the concept of Zhang Zhenren's patriarch was Shan Gangli, who had been covered in dust for a long time. Cut off the face of you.

Slash suddenly!

obliterate!

The Demon God Soldier has landed, and Shan Gangli is also the opponent of Daoguo, not to mention the state where the obsession has gone and the vitality has dissipated at this moment, just watching the sword land, there is sadness and joy in his heart, if you say regret, It's just that I have never seen the teacher...

"Message delivery?"

Difficult to become...

I turned pale, covered my heart and took a few steps forward, whispering:

But among the cliffs, the clouds dissipated, and the water surface of this small river rushing past the 17th peak of Wudang Mountain suddenly spread to the right and left sides, and the rushing water flow was like a waterfall on the surface of you. A hundred meters or so of scales fell down, and a pure white dragon raised its head anxiously, with peaceful golden pupils.

If you see an old friend come. Time seemed to speed up.

I also know how to get it, and suddenly remembered that when I was more than a year old, my master told me that when Zhang Ruosu returned by himself, the golden blood dripping up from under the blade of the sword, even if it was a thunderstorm pouring up, there was a way to kill him. Rinse it clean.

"Everyone retreats."

A hand protrudes from the side.

"Yuanshi Tianzun said the Northern Zhenwu Miaojing"! Taiqi Mountain God was defeated.

And the former is fiercer than before, soaring into the sky.

Sweep the sleeve robe.

The voice was clear, but it was extremely muddy and echoed in the ears of everyone outside.

"At that time, Zhao Tongxuan, who was always cultivating... the old heavenly master, even took a small sum of money from you, and wanted to take away from you a few secret books of your Wudang Danwu practitioner?"

A group of disciples scrambled to go out, and they were dumbfounded when they saw that the rock on the side facing the cliff suddenly rumbled, and the earth **** below even slid down with a welcome pine. Open a pair of eyes as small and big as the door of a small temple.

All the Taoists and mountain gods, let's move forward together!

boom! !

"You haven't received the letter yet."

Even so, why did the sword suddenly appear abnormal?

..........

"Um?"

Must be erased!

A rippling appeared in Zhu Siyin's eyes, and in the dead silence, this letter flew away suddenly.

"According to the master's order, send a letter here."

The voice was so deep and thick that it made people's hearts tremble.

At that time, I seemed to be shocked and swallowed a few broken pills of Xia Qingzong Suxiao Jiuxin Pills.

"It's me, but it's just me." That was a change in Xiaozun's mind!

And with a slight force on the fingers of the front left hand, the demon weapon broke directly with a clanking sound!

An old and irritable voice suddenly sounded: "Everyone has nothing to do, let the poor pass by!"

one off. "

The giant snake broke through the clouds. Shan Gangli sighed.

It seems that there is an extremely muddy and obvious gap between this existence itself and the conceptual cognition of Grandpa Shan Gangli, and the discrepancy between the current cognition and the past memory is caused by Shan Gangli successively. With Li's cultivation level, she didn't even notice...

At that time, Jue Zheng said these words on Zhu Siyin's reminder:

"It's done."

Long life span, add another thousand years!

"he is?"

Tai Qi looked up and saw that this is a Taoist who is not yet old but can grow old again. The wrinkles under the face are crowded together, there are no age spots, gray hair, and part of it has not fallen off. That is a person who has not left A person who has reached the racial limit of [human].

The old turtle suddenly said loudly: "So that's it, it's time...

Suddenly heard a sword cry, the sound was clearer. You must know that this place is not a cave world that exists parallel to the human world.

But it didn't hurt Zhang Zhenren at all.

Taiqi Mountain looked up and down the old Taoist priest up and down, and felt that he only needed to breathe, and the old Taoist priest was about to fall up, he shook his head and said: "He has become like that all the time, and he has traveled far and wide. The letter was sent here, and it was supposed to send him back, but unfortunately, the door was blocked."

They all looked at the sword together.

This should be true for the ancestor of the true martial arts sword. This kind of aura of decline, put it now, is also the weakest among the young Taoist emperors in the legendary Daoguo realm. Such a weak person... But it is I don't know why, but Zhang Sanfeng's mind at this moment has a faint sense of normality--

The old man said loudly, when he made that sword attack, he should have died too.

The broken edge turned into a cold light, and directly chopped the wine glass outside Zhuoshi Xiaozun's hand into pieces, and pressed his backhand on the top of Zhuoshi Huozhao's head, and pressed it into the ground, leaving only one head inside. In front of him, he looked at the Heavenly Emperor, looked at Zhuoshi Xiaozun, and smiled calmly:

Everyone was stunned, Zhu Siyin looked up, and saw a crack opened up in the Tushan area that was supposed to be sealed off, and a black-colored sword, but there was no yin and yang biting each other under the hilt fish

The long sword melted into light, and suddenly stuck upside down on the ground, whistling.

fall behind me.

"What's going on...how do you get the impression that the real sword hasn't returned yet?"

And the former seems to be extremely tired, staring at the sword with this nostalgic gaze, watching something farther away, but this body is not extremely old, we were just abnormal turtles and snakes in the mountains, and the thousand years have passed It's not an extremely rare opportunity. After hearing this Sanfeng's inquiry, he said:

Zhang Sanfeng looked slightly startled.

Your voice paused, and you said, "When did I send him the letter?"

Could it be that at this time, the relationship between this lowly young man and Zhenwu Dan Gangli was severed?

Only when we listened to Zhang Ruosu's sword cry, we couldn't recall those.

This old Taoist is not very old yet, but he bowed his hands slightly, took out the letter again, and said in a heavy voice: "Master... the disciple has delivered a letter." The letter has not yet turned yellow, But at this moment, the text below seemed to light up slightly.

It can even be called joy.

"It's the patriarch, it's the little Emperor Zhenwu, it's, it's...

It came into Zhang Zhenren's sight, and **** in front of him clamped the sword.

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Zhang Ruosu suddenly confirmed the target and the causal connection.

The breath of the old turtle is a sea of ​​clouds and a rainbow.

With a sweep of the sleeve robe, the letter has not yet fallen into Jue's hands.

Zhang Sanfeng was almost standing still, his mind was trembling, his lips trembled, and he stammered: "The Seventh General of the Turtle and Snake...Yes, is he the Patriarch?"

The death energy and desire under him could no longer be suppressed, and the turbulent world, the **** of fire, Huo Zhuo suddenly burst into flames, but it was just now that He Yu hadn't resorted to it.

The king and Zhao Tongxuan approached that side when they were fighting, and the magic weapon in their hands was slashing straight at Zhang Zhenren's head, with hesitant and angry expressions.

Zhang Sanfeng, the head teacher of Wudang Mountain, held his forehead, feeling as if fragments of pictures could appear behind his eyes, he could vaguely see Zhao Tongxuan chatting behind his face, and a small white-haired woman walking down Wudang Mountain, Showing extremely weak aura, claiming to be Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain, etc...

boom! !

The white-haired Taoist knew when you appeared next to him, and in this way, you caught the Vulcan of the Chaotic World and held the explosive power of the Xuanbai Chaoshi Banner Divine Soldier, the white hair on the temples raised slightly, and you pressed your right hand on the Daoist Zhang Under his shoulders, the majestic and vast air mechanism reshaped his physical body to make up for his shortcomings.

But when I stood outside, there seemed to be endless power springing up. I lowered my eyes and calmly folded my hands, facing the Qingshi Tiandi Zhuoshi Xiaozun who was so weak, and the obvious path of killing and fighting behind my eyes. On the scene, but there was no emotion at all, and he clapped his hands and said in a heavy voice:

Tai Qi was about to ask, he is still not that old, his teacher, has he not been turned into a pile of bones? Suddenly there was a sharp and sharp breath, and in an instant, a sword swept across the sky from the foot of Wudang Mountain, and fell here suddenly!

"Poverty, are you late?"

Memory has gone awry--

"Thank you less...

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"Hateful, I just know that something happened outside, but we are going out now."

Sweeping slightly and sighing secretly, his expression changed.

Afterwards, Zhu Siyin spoke to Lu Wu again, and asked Lu Wu and Qi to join hands to seal this place, so as not to cause the aftermath of the battle to spread inside, causing the rest of the people around this world to retreat. The great force of moving mountains and filling seas was smashed under the seal.

Naturally, even the Jiuxin Pill was kindly sponsored by the old Taoist priest Zhao Tongxuan."

The old Taoist lowered his eyes and smiled, and shook his head: "The teacher's order must be delivered."

Even if it is longevity or death, everyone still looks sideways at it. Let a human race abide by the persistence and oath of a thousand years, no matter what, it is worthy of admiration and contempt. Mobile phone users please browse and read, palm reading is more convenient.