Museum of Demons

The old green cow dangling along the road.

Pedestrians on both sides looked surprised at the old cow, who didn’t know how old, and, in places like Beiyin, the young man sitting on the wide back of the old cow looked particularly dazzling, but the old cow seemed to walk very slowly. , But the speed is actually very fast.

By the time these people reacted, they were already far away.

Some young North Indian religious believers chased them wildly on motorcycles.

But you can only see the tail of the old cow.

Can't even eat exhaust gas.

However, because of this, they determined that this was a sacred cow, chasing it desperately.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

At the beginning, it was said that there were cows running around.

Later it became, the legendary sacred cow appeared.

Then, the bull king in the Buddha's scriptures appeared.

In the end, it was even more outrageous. The **** of a certain day turned into a sacred cow to bless all beings.

As a result, on this road, one hundred motorcycles are chasing the veteran madly.

"Niu Niu, don't run, come on brother's motorcycle"

There are even ashamed ascetic monks with bare arms and left shoulders, sitting directly on the motorcycle, twisting their small arms, the motorcycle soars, and carrying this huge speaker on the back of the motorcycle, playing the Diamond Sutra repeatedly with the volume of the street bomb. , Wei Yuan was dumbfounded.

He suspects that the human races on this land have ordered motorcycle specialization.

Especially the multi-person riding skill points, it is estimated that the points are full.

Shenzhou engraved the ‘I’m No. 1 in the World’ into the DNA. Did these guys also engraved the skill point of ‘Squeeze, Can You Ride on a Motorbike’ into the DNA?

Wei Yuan turned his head and began to doubt life. Wuzhiqi sat cross-legged on the cloud gas, and the cloud gas followed unhurriedly. According to this monkey, cloud gas is gaseous water, and when the river evaporates, it becomes a cloud. Since it is water, it should be under his control.

This makes sense.

In other words, as long as they learn basic physics, the river gods will be able to control the clouds and mists by the way.

It further extracts various elements directly from the water.

As for the mountain god.

Well, mountain gods can study digging pits and tunneling.

Such as mining, mining, or mining.

This God is incomparable to God.

Wei Yuan sighed.

"What are you looking at?"

Wei Yuan noticed Wuzhiqi sitting lazily on the cloud and looking back.

The monkey didn't look back, and said, "Count the number of people."

He was slightly surprised in his tone: "There are at least five hundred people in these one hundred motorcycles."

"Amazing."

"It is estimated that the traffic police can meet the performance of the traffic police in China for one year, do you care about it here?"

"...This is the feature."

Wei Yuan rolled his eyes, didn't care too much, Wu Zhi Qi counted with interest, and asked casually:

"By the way, don't you feel a waste of leaving that sword here?"

The expression on Wei Yuan's face eased, and he said, "There is nothing to waste."

"The true owner of this sword originally lived here. If I take him away, it doesn't make much sense. He must also want to keep looking at his hometown. Moreover, if he stays here, he might live a life. For decades, his true spirit may condense a little bit. After all, he is the only king here, and he is still very strong."

"It's just a pity that the weapon I exchanged with him back then is probably broken."

"After all, it's just a handful of ordinary iron, one thousand six hundred years old, it has rusted into **** early."

The haze and depression in Wei Yuan's heart were swept away, and he smiled and said:

"Maybe thirty years, maybe fifty years, I can come to him with wine."

"Of course, he will definitely be drunk to death again."

Unsupported Qi said: "The remains of the true spirit condensed like that, I must have forgotten the past."

"It's okay to forget."

Wei Yuan whispered, "I can meet him again."

…………

Sure enough, it is impossible to be calm on the road.

Just after leaving the city, Wei Yuan noticed a series of icy murderous intentions, lurking in the void ahead, Wu Zhi Qi sneered, Wei Yuan pressed the sword with his backhand, and the iron eagle sword with its sheath on his knees. Above, the sword intent is condensed.

Suddenly, accompanied by roars.

Wei Yuan and Wuzhiqi saw a large expanse of flames appearing in the air ahead, which was much larger than the previous battle. They were also doing the nuclear weapons of the free Brownian movement. Wuzhiqi held a backhand with a double-element heavy water. Let these weapons become fireworks directly in the air.

Then, new weapons ‘imported’ from various countries were fired.

Many heavenly races did not dare to step forward, but at this time, it seemed that there was some force to persecute.

They had to step forward.

Wei Yuan is holding a sword, but Qi has more water sticks in his hands.

This time, escorting Daozu's remains back to his homeland, Wei Yuan did not show mercy with his sword.

This is especially true for unsupported Qi.

Hanuman who was severely injured by Wei Yuan just now.

When Wei Yuan came back, he had already become a corpse. He was directly beaten to death by Wu Zhi Qi with a stick. He didn't bother to care about other things. The character of this monkey was always irritable and unruly, saying that he would kill you with a stick. Just one stick to kill you, there is absolutely no second possibility.

At this moment, it was even more reckless.

Sticking as he pleased, Wei Yuan saw no less than ten human stick skills. These things can be found on the Internet. Although part of the true story is hidden, these things are enough to absorb and transform and create his own. Skills.

Moreover, inside the water stick, the water flow circulates and collides from time to time.

It made this stick smashed into an unpredictable vigor, endless.

Even when there was overclocking and co-tuning, a ripple was trembling in front of the water stick.

It is directly equivalent to a large-scale overclocking water jet impact.

Attack the monkey with armor-breaking, cutting, and splash damage.

It hurts if you rub it, or you die if you knock it.

The monkey was able to kill and laughed, but this time he resisted the idea of ​​manually turning on the bgm, just put his earphones on his head, turned on the bgm, and chose the accented reverb version of "The Great Anthem", accompanied by a while With a burst of laughter, the long stick in his hand swept a large blank.

Wei Yuan was helpless.

The monkey was only relying on brute force to fight back then.

Looking at the present, not only has he mastered the technological side defense capabilities of heavy water, but also developed various skills that merge the two roads by the way. The flat a comes with armor-breaking and over-frequency cutting effects, which is outrageous, but think about it, the old master was in In the East China Sea, sea water is directly transformed into metal and then conducts electricity to strengthen the mine method.

It seems to be the same.

Looking at the arrogant monkey, the old green cow said in a puzzled way:

"What kind of spell is the one he heard? Can it improve his ability against the enemy?"

"No."

Wei Yuan pondered, and replied: "Anyway, the opposite is a death."

Lao Niu was puzzled: "What's the difference then?"

"Probably the monkey is happy to cut the ground."

"In addition, these heavenly races can die very rhythmically."

Wei Yuan said casually.

Suddenly, my heart was shocked.

As if the malice of the world and all things appeared at this moment, straight to self, as a swordsman, as a former military commander's instinct can make him raise the iron eagle sword in his palm in an instant, in an instant, a stream of light rushed directly, brilliant and endless, Instantly rushed to Wei Yuan's heart.

The sword in the palm collided with this light and fought against each other.

There was a stern whistle.

Wei Yuan snorted, and the iron eagle sword screamed continuously, and there was a trace of cracks in the sword. As the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world, the method of unloading the sword in his hand is instinct, and since swordsmanship is already above Otherworldly, then there is only one possibility for such a situation.

Large enough to ignore the power of considerable skill.

One force drops ten guilds, what if the opponent is a hundred guilds?

He raised his head and saw that the heavenly crowds over there separated, a figure riding a white horse, holding a sword in his hand, Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little tingling in his wrist, but he also recognized the person who came—Sanxiang God, the **** of creation in the North Indian legend, Vishnu.

In other words, it is his tenth incarnation.

This incarnation is different from Rama, who doesn’t have much divinity. This power represents the existence of “the end of the catastrophe arises with the trend and eradicates all impure and impurity”. It represents time and immortality, that is, the annihilation of this. A concept.

The supremacy of this land in North India.

Moreover, Wei Yuan’s eyesight at the moment can already be seen. When the current Vishnu is walking on the earth, the whole world is surrounding him. Perhaps when he leaves here and arrives in the Shenzhou, Vishnu himself will be strong. There will be a huge drop.

But at least, in this land at least, Vishnu symbolizes absolute strength, almost unmatched strength.

It symbolizes the origin of all the legends here, and symbolizes the status almost equal to the Taoist Sanqing.

The iron eagle sword kept roaring, Wei Yuan flicked his fingers across the sword, and the sword straightened again.

The backhand stabbed with a sword, sharp and sharp.

Vishnu was stunned, the sword in his palm hovered, whistling loudly, and directly stopped Wei Yuan's sword.

The iron eagle sword is like a swimming dragon. It is placed on the body of the ancient Indian sword in the palm of Vishnu. The counteroffensive convergence of Swordsmanship has been separated.

Vishnu looked astonished with the sudden onslaught, and he had retreated again and again.

Wei Yuan's sword is like a long dragon, enveloping a strong energy, and it will penetrate Vishnu's heart.

There was a roar.

A set of golden armor emerged, and even Wei Yuan's sword could not penetrate it.

The golden armor of immortality.

The manifestation of the great hero legend in ancient Indian legends.

Only in this land, this is a real existence, and the rule recognized by Fang Tiandi comes from the protection of the heavens here. Vishnu completely ignored Wei Yuan’s attack, and the sword in his palm has a “must hit”. Wei Yuan’s sword had to return to the defense when he swung it violently.

The right hand sword swaps the left hand to hold the sword in reverse, turning around and cutting horizontally.

Changes in battlefield swordsmanship.

The evil spirit was so strong that it seemed to cut off Vishnu.

Even though he knew that the golden armor was sufficient for defense, Vishnu's instinct was to block it with a sword subconsciously. The sword in Wei Yuan's palm swirled around like a flowing wind, and fell into his hand again, turning into a heavy split. Daomen means, but a technique done purely by skill.

Even if it is blessed by the heavens and the earth, the swordsmanship of the gods cannot defeat the pinnacle of mankind.

For a moment, I don't know how many vigorous confrontations of Qi machine.

Wuzhi Qi returned to the green cow, opened the field, and sheltered the old dying green cow.

And there, Wei Yuan's swordsmanship, which was fighting against Vishnu, continued to rise.

The old man closed his eyes wearily.

He needs a break, he whispered: "Is Yuan playing against ten people?"

Wuzhiqi's expression was stagnant, and he slowly shook his head, just watching the confrontation ahead.

The weapon in Vishnu's hand, in addition to the sword that smashed the evil spirits, there were already more fascicles that shook people's hearts, and the sacred wheel of Asura Rahu was killed. Turned into an eight-armed state, many divine weapons of ancient seal myths converge.

At the same time, fight against Wei Yuan.

The iron eagle sword in his palm is like a swimming dragon, without letting down the wind.

Even the rest of the heavenly race are lost.

In a trance, it was not a duel between two people at all.

It seems to be the union of all the great heroes in ancient Indian mythology.

Holding the immortal golden armor, holding the divine wheel of the Dharma, with the divine bow Gandiba, with the divine sword of the Dharma, to kill the indestructible blade of the Shifang Rakshasa, but there is no other way than a sword from the ancient Shenzhou , That sword is naturally iron, but it is psychic because of the person holding it.

Datang Juggernaut.

Wei Yuan's sword swept across, and the unrivaled Qi machine overflowed.

Stopped all moves with a posture that seemed to contain all things, the chest and abdomen were swollen, and the injury was suppressed. In these places, fighting against one of the highest local gods is too inferior, and Wei Yuan spit out a mouthful. Qi, his own swordsmanship, has already reached its limit.

However, Naihe, Naihe directly opened the door.

With the protection of the Heavenly Dao of one side, the opponent's sword can also chase Wei Yuan's swordsmanship.

And, why does the other party have so many other gods?

This guy, could it be that...

Wei Yuan’s eyes swept over, and a fine crack appeared on the iron eagle sword. At this moment, Wuzhiqi must protect the old cow. Wei Yuan can indeed use other weapons, but at this time, whether Chi You’s halberd or Xingtian’s axe , Not as good as the sword in the palm.

Or to change the weapon...

Suddenly, Wei Yuan was shocked in his heart.

Wuzhi Qi yelled: "Wei Yuan, don't be distracted!!"

Wei Yuan raised his head. At that moment, there was a trace of trance in his eyes. Vishnu, the lord of fantasy, holding the snails, on the land of Beiyin, successfully caused a crack in the heart of the Juggernaut, and even Wei Yuan The rift was restored in an instant, and at this instant, the sword in the palm had broken into more rifts.

But even so, Vishnu never took advantage of his moves.

"You are Yuan..."

Vishnu frowned and irritated, and suddenly spoke, saying:

"Did you put that ring sun sword in Qunvcheng?"

"How about telling you that you put the sword there. I just swallowed the divinity of the sun in that sword. Only in this way did I reach the complete unity of the divinity in this land. I should thank you. If you say If I take the sword away, although I can also swallow what remains of him, it will be slower."

"Slow to the point where I might not have time to intercept you."

"In addition, the true spirit of King Jieri is indeed staying in a part of Qunu City, and has just gradually gathered."

"As the reincarnation of the sun's divinity, he created the kingdom of the ordained sun, of course I want him."

Vishnu whispered in a slightly fascinating tone: "In this era, only the gathering of all the divinities on this land can stir the real situation... Do you know that this divinity is full and hearty? No longer? There is Shiva, there is no more Brahma, no more Vishnu, no more gods, only the pure self."

Wei Yuan's hand holding the sword subconsciously strengthened.

Vishnu said: "Do you know what he said last?"

One of the three gods, or the **** who has finally unified the divine nature of this place, is like telling the news that the Asura King Shui Chi of the earth had broken the latter's mood three thousand years ago, and said: "He asked you to run away. "

"You are too late."

Also known as the King of Illusion, Vishnu who takes illusion as the right way.

It is easy to reconstruct the situation at the time with the last traces of the King of Ring of the Sun.

However, he was clearly the King of Jieri constructed by illusion, but he seemed to have abruptly recognized the Datang Ranger, who had already changed his appearance at this moment. He wanted to speak, but it was already impossible to speak, but the emotion in his eyes grew more and more. fierce.

The Ranger of Datang stretched out his left hand, and the eyes of Zhenling, the last King of Ringing in the illusion, were emotional.

At the age of only fifteen years old, he was in charge of the world and ruled a country. He is known as the sun **** who keeps the precepts. Since ancient times, no matter what, whoever stabilizes the empire by his own power is a unique hero. At this moment, the man just wanted to push Wei Yuan away.

Wei Yuan touched his friend with the palm of his hand, the illusion shattered in front of him, his five fingers clenched subconsciously, but he could not hold anything. In this era of great changes, the mountains and seas of China return, Sakurajima turns into Yingzhou, and Beiyin will naturally not. Standing stupidly, Vishnu, one of the three gods, has integrated all the divinities of this place.

The sun **** who held the precepts was actually swallowed earlier.

Even the one just now is just a deliberate illusion.

Vishnu laughed loudly: "If he really sees you, it should be like in a fantasy world, it's a pity."

He was calm at the moment: "As the beginning of the divine nature, I will inevitably take everything back. Since he came from me in the first place, it is normal for him to return to me in the end. However, don't you actually see that this is just an illusion? Hahaha... "

"I can see it."

"Ok?!"

Datang Youxia'er's eyes were dark, quiet, without sorrow or joy.

And the iron eagle sword in his palm shattered in the eternal sound, breaking in the confrontation with the supreme divine nature of Bei Yin.

The blade whirled across his cheek, leaving blood behind.

The ranger has no sword in his palm.

Vishnu, who thought he had finally defeated his opponent, was surprised, but immediately burst into laughter.

Just about to shoot.

Suddenly, his eyebrows pierced, and he noticed a surge of sword air that surpassed the previous one.

‘His swordsmanship is flawed, it’s a problem with the state of mind. ’

‘As the most emotional and sexual kendo. ’

‘His sword is too stable. ’

Once in the past, Da Yi and Xing Tian whispered.

now what?

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