Museum of Demons

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Dao Yan's expression experienced various changes in an instant, from stunned, to dazed, to anger, and finally took a deep breath and silently swallowed the matter.

Used to it, used to it.

From getting on the dragon and tiger to seeing this guy with his own eyes, a sacred decree stopped the storm, and the sword cut Xu Shi.

Finally, they even grow mushrooms directly in the mountains and seas.

got used to.

The poor monk has never seen anything.

Dao Yan let out a sigh of relief, suppressed himself with boundless perseverance, and rushed forward, carrying Kuafu’s collar and squirting the big man’s impulse to engage in prejudice and discrimination. He silently watched Wei Yuan turn his head to treat the daughter of the country. The elite monk thanked him, and then Yu Feng approached the stone stele with mysterious lines.

Hetu Luoshu...

Wei Yuan whispered a few times in his heart.

With a three-point guard in his heart, he stretched out his palm and slowly pressed it on this stone monument.

The endless streamer suddenly lit up, and then the lines flowed quickly under the palm, as if to weave into a certain future picture, Wei Yuan was in a trance before his eyes, and the experience that had occurred during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty happened again. His body.

Accompanied by the blurring of surrounding colors.

Some kind of future appeared in his eyes.

Even after he was slashed with the Buddha sword, the already barren Peach Blossom Spring became more dilapidated in an instant, and then it seemed that the formation of this **** generation had been completely abandoned for some reason, and lost its original. Ability.

The sky was muddy, and the stars looked especially huge.

This is still the future that Wei Yuan once saw under the Hetuluo book rubbings brought by Ying Long in the Tang Dynasty, but a faint difference can still be seen, that is, although it is also the battlefield, the buildings in the distance But there are still some shapes, and it has not been completely destroyed, and the appearance of the fighter can be seen from a distance.

And most importantly.

Wei Yuan saw the old celestial master holding two swords, saw the monk Yuanjue standing on his chest with one hand holding a Zen stick, and even saw Dao Yan with a handsome face and black monk clothes with flame marks on his eyebrows. The boy saw the reincarnation of the overlord who was still glaring at him despite being seriously injured.

I saw a poppy in red and a white-haired fox girl holding a Shennong whip.

I saw a cold and peaceful girl in white.

Wei Yuan's tight string was finally relieved.

That's great, great...

In the future, something has changed.

From Datang to the next year, the hard work and step-by-step plan are not in vain.

Wei Yuan's expression eased.

Immediately, he suddenly realized a problem that caused him to freeze his thinking tremendously—

Wei Yuan's expression slowly solidified.

Wait a moment…

Where am I?

He saw Yuanjue’s complex eyes, and the white-haired fox girl over there with red eyes and pain under her eyes. He saw Jue’s white clothes, but she looked unexpectedly cold and thin, and the broad sleeves with golden silk moire patterns were solemn. Feeling swelling in the wind, but it seems that the girl is getting thinner and lonely.

And the overlord's gnashing of teeth.

All caused Wei Yuan's thinking to be directed to a very bad picture.

wait…

This ending.

Could it be that I am heroic?

From the Tang Dynasty to the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the tragic protagonist template who had to make sacrifices and saved everyone, and then left calmly, had to make calculations step by step. Wei Yuan opened his mouth, and when he was speechless, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Before the screen, the girl's expression became firm, and Zhang Ruosu mentioned the male and female dragon sword.

Yuanjue sighed, and the Zen rod in his hand rang.

The light of Buddha circulates.

Everyone launched a decisive attack on a figure in the sky.

These offensives were all stopped.

Accompanied by a huge roar, the young man in black walked step by step under the stars.

Finally stood on the head of an unprecedented huge beast.

The stars are circling in the sky, the huge white ape is holding the weapon of Huai Shui, standing on one side, the gods are flapping their wings in the sky, the strange beasts are roaring, and the young man holding a snow-white frost-like long sword is tall and slender, The beautiful gods stood side by side, with cold eyes, overlooking everyone in front of them.

That is Wei Yuan.

Taking the first three steps, the divine sword whistled in his palm.

Walking with the sword, he walked towards the old friend.

The domineering and unparalleled Jian Qi simultaneously locked everyone including Jue and Nvjiao.

Then, the five fingers gently clasped together.

Shan Da Wushuang's sword aura screamed almost resounding between the sky and the earth.

So it was a fight and a fight between old people.

Wei Yuan saw with his own eyes that the pupils of his'self' turned into pure gold with a little cold and sharp, and the sadness reflected in it, the girl with red eyes, and the girl who attacked him. There was a pendant on the girl's waist, and a pendant that had been broken and glued together by the wind.

All these reflections were reflected in those bi-golden pupils, without arousing any waves.

With his left hand behind his back, Hei Robo Lielie, holding a sword in his right hand, cut horizontally.

The swordsmanship that used to be the only one in the world, the palm of the hand holding the sword is as stable as iron, without a trace of tremor.

Towards the girl's vitals, cut straight down.

Before the picture turns to blood.

Wei Yuan stepped back abruptly, and broke free from the future of this deduction. His face was ugly, cold sweat oozes from the temples of his forehead, and he stared at the Hetu Luoshu in front of him. The lines on the Hetu Luoshu were flowing slowly. Dimmed and turned into the final formula,

At this time, a wave of air suddenly spread from the Hetu Luoshu as the center, and the entire Taohuayuan seemed to sway, and then sank three feet three inches heavily, and a series of tiny cracks filled.

Kuafu's giant spirit slowly lowered his head, seeming to look at the words on the stele in disbelief.

Wei Yuan's breathing became uncontrollably heavier—

The fate has changed.

But why is it going to such a future?

From one extreme to the other?

Seeing Wei Yuan rarely show such emotions, whether it is Wei Yuanliang over there, or Kua Lin and Dao Yan, they all appeared astonished, and Jue was even more surprised. This was the first time she was in Wei Yuan. Seeing such a drastic emotional change on his face, Dao Yan had recovered a little psychological balance, and his expression changed frequently.

Amitabha…

Still the heart is unstable.

When he thought of seeing the future back then, he was very calm.

The Kuafu Giant Spirit slowly read all the content on the stone tablet, and fell silent. He raised his eyes to look at Wei Yuan, and slowly said: "I don't know why, under the crown, your future has undergone a certain deflection...Finally. Two completely different roads have never happened before in Hetu Luoshu."

"For this, in accordance with the contract of the year, I need to ask your choice..."

"And, as a kind of reminder for people."

Kuafu slowly got up. The years were long. This giant who had left his own legends and myths on the land of China became solemn. He had a big oath to heaven and earth, and he had to speak in a very solemn and slow voice:

"So, Mianxia, ​​how are you going to face that catastrophe?"

"The first option is to take the position of man, hold the axe of Xingtian, walk through the mountains and seas, walk through the years, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com, set the heaven and covenant, unite the mountains and seas, reproduce the myth, and finally grind endlessly and cast the human race. The **** of war, and then plunged into the catastrophe, this body and mind is like a sharp sword, even if it withers until only one person is left, he must use the weapon in his palm to break the catastrophe with the power of humans."

? ? !

Dao Yan's pupils contracted.

The palm trembled slightly.

Qualin breathed out slowly.

Wei Yuanliang was even more shocked. Only from these words, he could feel the turbulent waves and grandeur, and felt the despair and the huge test. Kuafu looked down at Wei Yuan, and the Hetu Luoshu next to him slowly flowed. , Highlighting the second possibility of the future.

Kuafu slowly said in a deep voice:

"Or, choose another path..."

"Set foot on Kunlun, cut out three thousand jade dragons and snow-mang Kunlun as a sword, use the human body, ascend to the throne of God, abandon the existence of oneself, and become the master of Kunlun."

"We are friends with the unsupported monarch of Huai Shui, work together with the eternal water gods as companions, hold the mountain and sea scriptures, and sweep the three thousand worlds with infinite animals. In the end, as a god, we will overcome this calamity and enjoy eternal loneliness and endlessness. Sins, even if they are cut off from an old friend, will not repent of the choices made in the past."

The Buddha beads in Dao Yan's hand collapsed.

Falling on the ground, scattered around.

Dead silence, only this terrible dead silence permeated.

In such silence, Kuafu spoke slowly.

"How do you choose?"

"Under the crown..."

ps: The third update today...2,600 words, thank you for the 30,000 starting coin in the south of the Yangtze River, thank you~ It's just a buffer chapter, not many words, lying down... The point is to keep the work and rest three times, but Continuous development (secure)

Sleeping to sleep, this time breaks back to work and rest, I don't know how long it will last, sigh.

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