Museum of Demons

　　 The effective range of the death protection method is not long.

　　 At least with the Taoism under the eyes of the old Taoist priest, it is still within ten miles.

　　 Especially since he was torn off an arm by Zhang Yue, the smell of blood couldn't be concealed for a while.

Wei Yuan held the sword and chased by the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman. He stepped on the breeze and was extremely fast. At this moment, the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman enhanced the sense of keenness, and he was almost catching up. At that time, he suddenly received a call from the special operations team.

　　 "Master Wei Guan, have you found the Taoist priest?"

　　 "If you find it, please **** him back."

　　 "This kind of evil warlock needs to be handed over to the Heavenly Master's Mansion for disposal, and will be sent and convicted together with Dahua's Judicial Department of the Criminal Department. Although the crime is very heinous, the judicial process still has to go. This is no way. He is human after all...

　　 Wei Yuan paused in his footsteps, his face was plain, and said: "Yeah."

　　 hung up the phone and put it on the stone nearby.

Wei Yuan walked into this desolate place in the remote outskirts of Quan City with his sword. It was leaning on a small mountain with a village, but it was already abandoned. The young people went down the mountain and the old people went to their children’s homes. There was basically no one. When he came, the old Taoist who had his arm torn off was sitting on a stone, his face was pale, but when he looked at Wei Yuan, he was calm and grinned.

　　 "The little guy is a step late, is it the last time for the demon?"

　　 "My heart is not bad, but unfortunately, I have already reported the crime and surrendered."

"To go to court on another day is a matter of life or death. At least you have to stay in it for a lifetime, but at this time, you, the righteous monk, have to protect the safety of the old way, take care of your food and live, and serve delicious food and drink. "

　　 Wei Yuan's voice was cold, and he hummed.

　　 slowly returned the long sword to its sheath, and walked forward slowly.

　　 As he approached, the old Taoist realized something was wrong and emphasized: "I have already surrendered."

　　 "According to the law, you can't do anything to me."

"Ok."

　　 Wei Yuan still answered without hesitation.

The old Dao has been fighting for a long time, knowing it's wrong, his complexion changed sharply, and he grabbed a cell phone in his right hand, and pressed the alarm button in a hurry, he heard a gunshot, his skinny palm and cell phone were targeted by firearms bullets specifically for demons. Through the hole, the old Taoist screamed and fell to the ground, his face pale and his body trembling.

　　 Wei Yuan raised the gun:

　　 "Unfortunately, I am not a member of the action team."

The old Taoist complexion was pale, and he planned to take the last move and think about it when he was in jail, but he did not expect this. Seeing Wei Yuan's murderous aura exposed in front, he hurriedly said: "Stop it, the world of spiritual energy, except you and me, can There are also the eyes and ears of other mountain spirits and monsters. As long as you ask them, they will not be able to cover them."

　　 "You are still young, there is no need to die with the old man and me!"

　　 In order to survive, he coughed up blood, patted the ground again, and said angrily:

　　 "The land, the spirits, come quickly, come quickly!"

　　 said it was land, but harmless spirits.

　　 Wei Yuan did feel a pair of eyes around him.

　　 are those spirits that existed in ancient times, the nature of the things, and the aura slowly awakened after recovery.

　　 can't harm people, but it is also difficult to kill.

　　 There are good people who can invite inquiries.

　　 The old Taoist panted quickly, his face like golden paper.

Before he could speak, Wei Yuan pulled the trigger again, and the armor-piercing bullet directly penetrated the old Taoist’s right knee with another scream, then fired another shot, piercing his right leg, and then slightly raised the muzzle. Once locked his eyebrows, the old Taoist roared.

　　 The armor-piercing bullet was shot, but it only penetrated into a scarecrow, which was another way to die.

　　 But this time the body of the old Taoist appeared not far away, gasping for breath.

　　 The invisible mountain spirits around stared at this scene.

　　 The old Dao said angrily: "I'm dead, don't think about it!"

　　 "Who are you, which faction are you from?! Do you know the rules?!"

　　 Mountain spirits and monsters seem to be whispering to each other.

　　 Several of them seemed to come out to persuade Wei Yuan.

　　 Wei Yuan put away the empty guns, then took out the Crouching Tiger waist card and hung it from the waist.

　　 Tigers roar heavy in the air.

　　 Just now, the atmosphere of the deserted village that seems to have enclosed many'people' instantly solidified.

　　 Wei Yuan's face was flat, and he raised his hand and drew his sword.

　　 The sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was as cold as walking out of the faint historical memory, and the mountain was resurrected with cold hands and feet.

　　 "Sili Xiaoli handles the case, do not disturb idlers."

　　…………

　　 There was a moment of silence.

　　 Then in a blink of an eye, the whole mountain of spirits scattered cleanly.

　　 The ground is drilled directly into the ground.

　　 Feng Jing ran down looking at the horizon while lying on the top of the wind.

　　 "...Ancient Crouching Tiger?"

The old Taoist's complexion was pale, Wei Yuan exhaled, his left hand broke the sword, and his right hand was clenched with the eight-faced sword. He violently attacked and killed him. The old man's charms were spilt out, and he was directly chopped off by the eight-faced sword with his left hand. The broken sword tore, the energy was cold, and the demon Taoist arm was directly cut into a hideous wound.

　　 The octahedral sword in his right hand follows it closely, like a dragon, nailing through his left shoulder and sticking out.

　　The old Taoist priest raised his hand to hold the blade, and said angrily:

　　 "Langlang Qiankun, you want to kill me for a monster?!"

　　 Wei Yuan looked calm, his left hand severed his sword and slashed heavily, slashing through a layer of black clouds and inlaid into the shoulders of the old man.

　　 "He is not a monster."

　　 Blood splashed.

　　 Improved, raised his arms, double swords staggered, and furiously attacked and killed with Xuanyuan swordsmanship and battlefield swordsmanship staggered.

The veteran Taoist was originally cultivating supernatural powers, not like Wei Yuan’s way of slaying demons and eliminating demons. In addition, he was injured and was broken by thunder magic. He watched his life-saving method continue to be defeated by Wei Yuan’s swordsmanship. Shattered, a feeling of fear gradually appeared in his heart, the last sword was cut, the sound of tiger roar blew up, and the last scarecrow used for death was cut to pieces.

　　 The old Taoist face was pale, and he backed away, begging for mercy again and again. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm

　　 "I... stop it, I know it's wrong."

　　 "I was also forced. If you let me go, I will definitely die in jail for the rest of my life. Isn't that enough?!"

　　 "I will give you all the magic arts of our line, and give you all."

　　 Wei Yuan didn't answer, his hands kept moving.

　　 Double swords slashed madly, the swordsmanship was powerful, and the old Taoist priests were smashed with a series of talisman spells.

　　 He remembered the words of Lieutenant Si Li in the photo of Yuelu.

　　 slaying demons and eliminating demons, without mercy.

　　 When I wait for the three-foot sword's edge, this world is clear and bright!

　　Who is a monster? !

The eight-faced man with his right hand framed the old Taoist’s right arm, his left hand broke the sword and held it back, slashing his throat abruptly, tearing the magic curse to protect his body, a burst of blood flowed out, the expression on the old Taoist’s face solidified, but there was nostalgia in his eyes. He shed tears, plopped and fell to the ground, and opened his mouth, as if it was a person's nickname.

　　 Wei Yuan retracted the long sword at his waist.

On the 　　 waist card, the feathers of Jinyu Bird emerged.

　　 mobilize the demon power to the greatest extent.

The eight-faced man sword was slashed out, and above the sword, a strong wind roared, and the extremely thin wind flowed backwards at a very fast speed, wrapping up the corpse of the demon way, and was turned into fly ash by the majestic demon power in the air, dead. Can no longer die, the strong demon power and hostility also shattered Wei Yuan's own aura.

　　 Wei Yuan looked pale and slowly retracted his sword.

　　…………

　　 "Well, it's me, Wei Yuan, sorry Officer Zhou, I'm a step late."

　　 Wei Yuan held his sword, looking at the direction where the sword energy was dissipating, and said:

　　 "He seems to have escaped in fear of sin..."

　　 "Where did you escape?"

"I do not know."

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