Museum of Demons

When Wei Yuan opened his eyes, the sound of the sword that he had sensed in the dark had gradually weakened, and then gradually disappeared. In front of him, there was an extremely huge sword with hundreds of meters in length with only scales. The dragon beast slowly lowered its head, staring at Wei Yuan with cold vertical pupils.

The murderous aura around him was tyrannical, startling countless animals and birds.

Let this large area of ​​mountain grassland be dead quiet, and it is obvious that he is the overlord of alien beasts in this area.

When he found the man in front of him, he wanted to swallow it, but the seriously injured man raised his eyes and just glanced at it. In an instant, this giant beast was already stiff on the spot, his eyes were full of fear, and his whole body was trembling. Trembling, but because of such fear, he dared not even run away.

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, sensing the injury on his body.

He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

The injury is serious.

It can even be said that the injury was very serious. In the last blow, Fuxi directly blew the Dao Fruit of the Chaotic Vulcan, which is the most adept at attacking and killing Dao Fruit, and he still used the ruthless method of completely self-destructing. Never leaving a way out, Wei Yuan was caught off guard and took a hard blow to his back, but he still suffered serious injuries in the end.

It's just that Wei Yuan didn't choose to defend at that moment.

Instead, after being sneak attacked, he instinctively attacked Fuxi with a backhand sword.

As a result, both of them fell into the time vortex.

Wei Yuan can still recall the astonishment on Fuxi's face at that time.

It seemed that Wei Yuan had never thought that even under such circumstances, Wei Yuan would be able to strike him with a ruthless sword.

That sword is enough to temporarily make Fuxi's strength drop sharply, but it cannot be completely guaranteed. After all, it is the original snake. Who knows if there will be some recovery methods unknown to ordinary people, which can be recovered in a short time. Restore a certain level of combat ability within.

The most urgent task now is to recover from his injuries first.

And figure out which era you fell into. If I remember correctly, I fell into an earlier period than Qi Fuxi, and Fuxi's time period was later. Also, the sound of the sword that I just perceived, what exactly is it…

Wei Yuan pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, and his injuries slowly recovered.

Even if it was the terrifying injury caused by the bursting of the fiery dao fruit.

For him, as long as the concept of his own existence has not been affected, no matter how terrible the injury is, it can still be recovered under the action of the two ways of cause and effect and yin and yang. Deadly attacks and effects.

While Wei Yuan was healing his wounds, he faintly heard that sword cry again.

Its sword sound is melodious, grand and upright, with a sense of vastness and simplicity.

As soon as you hear it, you can know that it is definitely a top-notch powerful weapon, and it is a first-class sword weapon. Wei Yuan raised his eyes, thoughtful—as the sword master of Chang'an, he can know it just by hearing the sound. It can't be Chang'an Sword, even if Chang'an Sword is tampered with by Fuxi, even if there are traces of Dao fruit in Chang'an Sword, and there is a ray of true spirit of Zhuoshi Dazun, which makes this sword fundamentally appear Changes, still the same.

The era in which he appeared is very close to the traces and branding of the Chang'an sword, but this sword is not Chang'an.

But even so, Wei Yuan could vaguely perceive that this sword had the same cause and effect as himself.

"This era, I'm afraid it will be at least the early days of Emperor Xuanyuan..."

"The sword that has something to do with me during this period?"

"Could it be that it's really Xuanyuan Sword?"

Wei Yuan was somewhat puzzled, and with a sweep of his consciousness, the dragon beast, which is famous in this area, bowed its head very obediently and obediently, letting Wei Yuan step on top of his head, and then pressed Wei Yuan's divine sense. Read the guide and fly in the direction of the sword.

Wei Yuan, who was wearing Taoist robes, was sitting on the scale armor between the two dragon horns of the dragon beast. During his breathing, he calmed down the injury left by Fuxi's ruthless move, and eliminated yin and yang and raging flames with cause and effect, and immediately grasped the Karma, from the brain and soul of this dragon beast, obtained its understanding and cognition of this era.

[The concentration of spiritual energy is extremely high, which means that the human world has not yet escaped from the great wilderness. Therefore, there are many spiritual fruits and spiritual medicines growing everywhere, and it is easy to breed many monsters with natural supernatural powers]

【There are races】

[The human races are scattered in a vast area at this moment, and they have not yet gathered into a tribe. Sometimes they will start wars among each other for the benefit of the tribe and clan, and sometimes they will start a small-scale battle to compete for resources. 】.

[It is an era when there are still slaves and **** sacrifices to ancestors].

At the same time, Wei Yuan obtained part of the memory picture.

It was a **** human battlefield.

Even in the era of basically peace in the future, there are still all kinds of contradictions and conflicts between people, not to mention scattered throughout the vast wilderness, competing with various races in this world, with abundant martial arts The Terran of the period?

Except for these memories, this dragon beast has no understanding or cognition of the environment of the entire era and other major events, but since the human race is still in an era when frequent battles broke out between different tribes, there is no doubt that However, Ji Xuanyuan has not yet been born, and his era has not yet arrived.

Wei Yuan thought slowly in his mind.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of clashing swords and fierce killing from far away, raised his eyes slightly, and noticed that the dragon beast that had been fighting and killing not far away raised its head slightly, the scales on its neck All stand up.

"fighting…"

Wei Yuan heard the voice of humans in this era, thought about the memory in the mind of this dragon beast, and sighed slightly. He knew that it was probably the barbaric era, and the primitive and cruel blood annexation activities of human tribes, that is, killing, plundering, and enslaving, took a picture. The head of the dragon beast.

The human race in this era has all kinds of strange methods and methods of siege and hunting. The dragon beast was unwilling to go there, but the person on the head was even more terrifying, so it had to roar and fly away in a flash. Arrived at the sky above the battlefield.

………

run!

Run like crazy!

The tribe has been defeated, or in other words, facing the powerful enemy who is becoming stronger at the moment and is expanding outwards with tempered weapons, their patriarch gave up their lineage and let their lineage be used as bait , to lure away most of the enemy's troops, and the main part of the tribe is to take advantage of this opportunity to leave the battlefield, leave this area as soon as possible, and protect themselves.

The boy, who looked about seventeen years old, gritted his teeth and fled for his life with a few scattered boys and girls behind him, trying to leave the battlefield, but how could this be possible? Behind them is the most arrogant among the tribes who surrendered to Jiuli's lineage. They signed alliances with other gods and obtained magical weapons. Now is the time to publicize their prestige.

If he was captured, the best end would be just a slave.

Even the tribes in this period still had the custom of offering blood sacrifices to slaves and ancestors.

They may become sacrifices.

His body was pierced by sharp spears, he was surrounded by the smoke from the sacrificial ceremony, and he finally turned into a scorched appearance amidst the strange and long singing.

As long as he thinks about such a tragic appearance, a sense of sadness and anger rises in his heart again, stirring his blood, allowing his body to continue running forward, but the chaser behind him is riding a tiger and leopard. Such ferocious beasts, armed with extremely sharp weapons, swept forward like a storm, only to overtake them in an instant.

Then raised his right hand.

The weapon in his hand slammed down.

Almost in the attitude and appearance of wanting to kill.

dying…!

The teenager hugged a child who was only six years old, and tightly closed his eyes.

But the expected severe pain did not come, instead, bursts of soft light fell down, gradually warming his body, and the severe pain of the injury was also relieved in an instant. He was stunned, raised his eyes subconsciously, and looked back. When he arrived at a tall figure, he heard the sound of a sword.

"Amitabha, why kill life to stop crimes, everyone, turn around."

Generous voice, plain words.

The tall figure is not the same as before, but has messy black hair, wearing a gray robe, holding a sword in his right hand, shining like the power of heaven, but with the feeling of Buddhism illuminating all things, King Ming suppressing evil spirits, alone Holding a sword, the other hand stands on the chest, reciting the Buddha's name.

A sword cut horizontally.

Then intercept all the incoming pursuers!

Looking down at the tall figure, Wei Yuan sensed an extremely strong cause and effect. Even though the appearance of the monk at this moment has been changed by Fuxi, he still recognized him, and whispered to himself:

"...This breath... Yuanjue?!"

This person is the only descendant of the Consciousness-Only Sect of Buddhism who has been missing for a long time in the human world.

At this moment, although the tribal pursuers who have received the weapons bestowed by the gods of this era are not weak, they are still far inferior to those who inherited the Buddhist heritage of later generations. Seeing only the Buddha's light flowing, only wounding but not killing, the pursuers were all driven back, and the Buddha sword in Yuanjue's palm was still not out of its sheath.

It's just that the burden is on the back, the energy is deep and heavy, hands clasped together, chanting a Buddha's name, and suddenly said:

"Your Excellency has been watching for a long time."

"Why, don't you want to come out and meet?"

PS: The first update today...

Yuanjue was thrown out by Fuxi from the place where ten thousand dharmas end.

By the way, help Vera push the book again.

Scratching my head, Vera, she is very persevering. At the beginning, I thought she was just playing for fun. I never thought that I would finish the writing, and sometimes I can write tens of thousands of words every day. Compared with those of us who have perseverance, In particular, she still has her own job, which is on the shelves today, "I Invented at Hogwarts", if you are interested, you can check it out.

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