Museum of Demons

The young man from Xiangliu raised his palms together, and gently chopped it towards the bottom. A crack appeared directly in the broad and majestic East China Sea in front of the three of them. The sound of falling water is dull and thick like thunder.

The splashes of water almost converged into the appearance of a sea of ​​clouds, with an extremely majestic atmosphere.

Take heaven and earth as a screen.

Take the East China Sea as the curtain.

The courage of the ancient gods is silently revealed.

The three Wei Yuan followed this passage all the way down.

With the depth of the dive, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and there is silence between heaven and earth.

I can only hear my own voice.

But in the quiet and tranquility, like the deep ocean of another world, one can clearly see a pavilion. Behind the pavilion is a tall and handsome man. He closed his eyes and thought, Wei Yuan took a slight breath, calming his mind. When he approached, the tall man had already opened his eyes.

Hundreds of millions of hectares of water flow around the body, and the pressure is immense.

"King Yu's courtier, what can you do to come and find me?"

Gonggong’s voice was peaceful.

It's just that in terms of voice, I can't guess that the **** in front of me has such a violent temper.

do not judge a book by it's cover.

Wei Yuan settled down. Whenever a big event came, he would have a mentality of giving up. At this time, he would calm down and replied: "I brought some good wine, and I want to visit you. By the way, take a look. Is the seal still secure?"

? ? !

The corner of the monk's mouth twitched behind him.

Master Weiguan, you can't speak without speaking.

The poor monk teaches you to keep your mantra.

But Gonggong didn't seem to be angry, just laughed and said, "That's how it is."

"Since there is good wine, even the enemy can put aside their hatred and drink together for the time being."

"come on."

Gonggong repelled the currents in this area, Wei Yuan was able to move forward, but Yuanjue and Bai Niangzi couldn’t move forward, as if this sea area rejected them, even if it’s a Buddhist supernatural power, they would never be able to step through this area. The short distance made Yuanjue feel awe-inspiring.

Wei Yuan sighed and sat down directly opposite Gonggong, then took out a small flask and two wine glasses from his sleeves and placed them on the table.

Then he used the jug to pour wine into the cup, and he also used the magical power of the jug in the jug, which can also give people the illusion of inexhaustible drinking.

"Please."

Wei Yuan pushed the wine.

This is the wine brewed by Zhang Ruosu himself, and it is considered spiritual wine.

I am afraid that only this kind of wine can make a **** like Gonggong feel a bit of taste.

Gong Gong drank the wine with a slight surprise on his face, and then exclaimed:

"From a human perspective, this wine tastes pretty good."

"Why isn't it just Wuzhiqi?"

Wei Yuan said: "Wuzhiqi, he doesn't like this kind of wine."

"Really, it's a pity."

It is really regrettable to work together: "What is he doing recently?"

Playing games.

Wei Yuan thought, but of course it was impossible to say that.

And facing the top gods, he couldn't lie.

So he replied:

"He has understood "Civilization", and he is probably studying "Stars"."

"Oh? He would actually be interested in these?"

Gong Gong seemed surprised and laughed: "It's rare, but he should read more books."

"King Yu's courtier, no, Wei Yuan..."

He called Wei Yuan's real name and said:

"You come here, there should be other things, talk about it."

Wei Yuan didn't think that he could be able to work together. He signaled the white lady and Yuanjue to come forward, made a brief introduction, and then asked them to tell the story of the past. The power of Gong's unconsciousness suppressed the tremor in his heart, and he still managed to calm his mind and express his doubts back then.

"Move the water of the East China Sea, and the water will flood the south of the Yangtze?"

After listening to the Gonggong, he said flatly: "This is not what I did."

"I do know how to flood China, but if I want to do it, where do I need to make trouble?"

Lady Bai and Yuanjue were slightly startled, looking at the water **** who calmly drank, they only felt a chill.

I don't know how many meters of the deep sea area is carrying the pressure and coldness that almost freezes the soul.

At this moment they finally realized it truly.

What I saw before my eyes was the top deity that was suppressed in the East China Sea by the joint efforts of countless heroes of all humans, gods, and various races during the time of King Yu, not the merciful stone statues in the temples that seemed to be responsive. The existence of terror is the enemy of the human race.

Wei Yuan believed what Gonggong said.

It is really hard to imagine that this matter was done by co-working.

It is his words, not only will not do that secretly induced things, there will also be countless water gods singing triumphant songs, uprightly setting off the waters of the four seas, vast and majestic back to China, not to mention each other's position for the time being, secretly Being mischievous is nothing more than an act of a villain, and the dignified God of God, even if it is against the enemy, is naturally open and upright.

Wei Yuan sighed when she saw Bai Sangzi's face lost in despair because of her loss of clues.

Actively asked: "Then Gonggong God, can you roughly know who did it?"

"After all, being able to mobilize the water power of the East China Sea is probably also a member of the Water God."

"Since you are a water god, you can't help but know."

Gong Gong was about to speak.

The movement paused slightly, and the eyebrows were slightly raised.

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted, he snorted, raised his hand to support his forehead, and countless pictures appeared in front of his eyes——

He lost contact with the yellow turban warrior he had left in the Jiangnan Dao water system.

When the true spirit of Lux returned to heaven and earth, he passed the last picture he saw to Wei Yuan.

It is the more and more majestic rainstorm and the rioting Jiangnan water system.

This torrential rain, which is larger than the time when the water flooded Jinshan a thousand years ago, is rapidly spreading to the entire Jiangnan Province in a way that modern science can hardly understand, and then it has become more and more violent. In the picture from the yellow turban warrior, a figure holding an umbrella walks on the water in the south of the Yangtze River, and easily disperses the yellow turban warrior's body.

The action is as easy as plucking a fallen leaf.

There were even a few true spirits of the yellow turban warrior who were detained and failed to return to the world.

Wei Yuan took a breath.

He perceives the origin of the breath of the hands-on person--

Possess divine nature.

is God……

………………

Gong Gong held the wine glass, looked at Wei Yuan, and slowly said:

"You seem to have also noticed the changes in the waters of China?"

Wei Yuan nodded slowly.

Gong Gong said: "There are too many gods of water in China and mountains and seas. There is a **** in every mountain and river. I don't remember clearly. Originally, I wanted to tell you this way. After all, this is your business. What does it matter to me? After drinking your wine, it may not be necessary to help you."

"However, I am very interested in the water **** who is now appearing in Shenzhou."

Wei Yuan looked at the tall man in front of him, and it was rare to see wisps of anger hidden in him.

"He is powerful?"

"Strong? No, He is not strong, but very weak."

"It is precisely because of this weakness that even flooding the south of the Yangtze River requires that method."

Gong Gong answered plainly: "But he is a traitor."

"I'm rarely interested in one thing, but it just so happens that He is one."

So the tall **** looked down at Wei Yuan, the entire East China Sea seemed to be pressed down at this moment, and said: "So I can help you."

Wei Yuan's body almost fell apart under the pressure of this coercion, but his expression was calm:

"Help me? How to help..."

Gong Gong said plainly: "Take me to China."

The voice fell flat, not only the monk Yuanjue, even Bai Suzhen's complexion changed suddenly, and he said almost at the same time: "Master Wei, think twice!"

"Benevolence, no!"

The **** in front of me, even if he had a very good attitude before, was once the top one, and is now hostile to Shenzhou. The people behind the scenes thousands of years ago would have to waste a lot of effort if they wanted to flood the Golden Mountain. Water gods working together may really just wave their hands at random to make the Yangtze River and the Yellow River riot together.

Yuanjue only felt cold in his back.

Wei Yuan looked at the water gods working together.

Then, even beyond Gonggong's expectation, he nodded.

"Can."

Gong Gong raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Aren't you worried?"

Wei Yuan replied, "What are you worried about?"

"With your strength, it is very simple to really want such a distraction to go to the world."

"Yu and the others restricted your body as a god; but even the materials of Jiuding can't restrain the thought of water. You can go to China at any time with this ray of spiritual thought. I agree or disagree, and it makes no difference. Besides, ..."

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and opened his five fingers in his right hand slightly. The feeling of being bound by billions of torrents in the deep ocean was faintly shaken. Between his five fingers, there seemed to be a thunder explosion. I don’t know if it was an illusion. Turned into the outline of a battle axe.

Wei Yuan looked at Gonggong and said softly:

"Gonggong God, your body, I can't do anything about it."

"But if it's just a ray of thought, it may not be impossible to stay."

His tone was very polite.

The words spoken made Yuanjue, and made the Yellow River Hebo Bingyi lurking in the dark cold behind.

One person and one **** look at each other.

The rapids surging in the depths of the East China Sea, Wei Yuan refers to the Qi flowing between his palms.

The atmosphere became more depressing.

Gong Gong burst into laughter: "Good, good!"

"It's worthy of being a courtier of Yu, and his temper is almost exactly the same."

"I really appreciate your personality."

"If it weren't for a different stand, I would almost want to earn you all!"

Wei Yuan exhaled slightly.

He also pointed across the void and called out a talisman.

Then with this talisman, Longhushan was contacted.

Zhang Ruosu is staring at a magic weapon inside Longhu Mountain, revealing the changes in the water veins and the flow of the earth veins in the entire Shenzhou. At this time, what you can see before your eyes is that the entire Jiangnan Road is almost submerged by the rioting water vapor. if.

Thousands of years ago, the river was flooded with Jinshan, but now it is about letting the Yangtze River burst its banks and flood the Yangtze River south.

Such changes are made slowly.

A large number of disciples have already gone to Jiangnan.

At this time, the old man received Wei Yuan's Fulu communication.

Thinking of them going to inquire about the co-workers, he hurriedly pointed out the talisman and asked hurriedly:

"Wei Yuan, what's wrong?"

Wei Yuan said, "Zhang Daoyou... Has there been a sudden flood in Jiangnan Road?"

"how do you know?"

The old Taoist replied: "A flood that hasn't been seen in thousands of years."

"There must be monsters at work. For this, the disciples of Longhushan have already descended from the mountain."

"Because of the fear of insufficient manpower, the rest of the sect disciples have also mobilized together. There are about a thousand people."

Wei Yuan silently said to himself that he was not actually a monster, he was probably the **** of water, and then he said:

"Call the disciples back."

"Um??!"

Zhang Ruosu frowned and said:

"At this time, if you call back the disciple, isn't it possible to control the water in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"Wei Yuan, Jiangnan occupies a very large area, and the water veins are even longer. Even if it is you, it is impossible to be taken care of by one person. No, you can't listen to you on this matter. Such a huge change~www.readwn.com ~Even if you say that there is a resurrection of the fierce gods, it is possible."

Wei Yuan said: "You can rest assured."

"Don't worry? How can you make me feel relieved, this is a flood of water in the south of the Yangtze River!"

"Yes, this time, I have a helper."

"Helper? Who?!"

In the face of the old man, he obviously disagrees with the inquiries.

Wei Yuan looked to one side and replied in a brief and concise manner:

"Co-workers."

PS: The second one today............ Three thousand four hundred words~

As for the third update...it depends on the situation, even if there is, the number of words may be relatively small. This way, lie down...

Thank you Ren Suiyue for drying your ideals, thank you~