Museum of Demons

The black-clothed girl with white hair and a shawl lay quietly in the jade coffin that was bred with almost liquid spiritual power. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her face was strangely pale. Compared with the one Wei Yuan was familiar with, her facial features were too thin pale.

Creation corresponding to the turbid world? !

Existing like turbid air and righteousness?

Wei Yuan made a subconscious judgment.

Then he refuted his own thoughts almost immediately, because this girl looked exactly like Emperor Wa, and whether it was the reckless young man who corresponds to the cause and effect, or the middle-aged man with white temples and elegant appearance, with an evil temperament, It is completely different from Wei Yuan and Fuxi.

Everyone is just similar on the road.

But the black-clothed girl in front of her was the same as Emperor Wa.

"what's the situation…"

Wei Yuan looked at Fuxi next to him, with vigilance in his eyes, and said, "Fuxi, don't be confused at this time..." The azure-robed **** looked solemn, and said slowly, "This... is not the creation of turbid qi, Because of the birth principle of turbid qi gods and demons."

"Awa's path is difficult to produce a corresponding existence there."

"Because she is the source of fresh air and life."

"There is no [human race] in the turbid world."

"In theory, Awa is the least likely to have the opposite of turbid qi." "There is a problem."

Fuxi raised his eyes, and there were countless celestial secrets behind him, innate gossip, and the flow was uncertain, causing the entire thirty-sixth heaven system to start shaking violently. It seemed that he could not bear such a deduction. It will collapse into powder in an instant.

Wei Yuan also pointed to one point, the blessing of cause and effect.

Extract all the causes and effects of [collapse], [failure], [covered up], and [the truth is hidden]. In theory, according to the method of the guy in the world, these causes and effects should be reversed at this moment, which can increase the success of Fuxi's calculation. Probability, and it is the blessing of the top ten peak levels.

The white-haired Taoist fell silent.

I feel that I have to calculate countless possibilities, and try to reverse these possibilities, but also maintain their rationality, so as not to cause problems and paradoxes in the reverse of cause and effect, resulting in a bad scenario where the original goal cannot be achieved.

Compiling cause and effect is really a technical job.

The Taoist sighed.

Both hands 'hold' the causal line.

Pull down sharply.

At the same time, suddenly raise your knees.

Let the causal thread be directly hit by his own knee, and break the batch of causal threads with a single click like a noodle.

go to daddy!

Cut off the three thousand karma · physical version!

He directly crushed and exploded all the causes and effects that interfered with Fuxi's calculations, causing a terrifying storm of cause and effect in the thirty-six days. The Taoist thought about it and found that he could fight by detonating the cause and effect...

Without interference, Fuxi was able to erase the influence exerted on this part of the celestial secret.

'See' a further picture.

The sky was dim and gloomy.

This is the dirty world.

It's just that the turbulent world at this moment is not much more condescending than the tragic situation when Di Jun took the initiative to kill. One after another cracks appeared, but at the same time, the background of countless Qing world powerhouses was absorbed and swallowed, and was swallowed in the turbid world.

Let the wholeness of the turbid world become more majestic.

A cyan light flashed across the sky.

What manifested was Fuxi in a blue shirt, holding a sword in one hand and holding a freshly bloomed lotus flower in the other. He took a few steps forward, and the blood-stained sword shattered and disappeared. He raised his head. He said plainly: "...Oh, Xuanyuan died, and his background also came to the turbid world and was absorbed by Tuna."

"In such a situation, Gonggong's human body will also die, and his background will also be absorbed by Tuna. I will find a way later, relying on this connection, to forcefully absorb some of the ten peaks of the water god's power."

The man in the blue shirt seemed to be communicating with someone, but this thread of cause and effect could no longer be spied on.

He smiled a few times and said, "...It's okay, [Houtu], and...

"Chaos is indeed powerful, but..."

"My own arrangement."

The sound was intermittent and unclear.

The man in the blue shirt finally turned into white temples and a refined face, holding the lotus of creation in his right hand, and said lightly: "The method of creation is unique to Emperor Wa, it is indeed the case, but it is also possible to get out of this. The state of unity of clarity and turbidity is for our use.”

With a flick, in the void, the blood left by that blood-stained sword. The broken part of Emperor Wa's own soul.

Blood of the limbs.

Heart blood.

Eyebrows.

Based on the core, and then catalyzed by the power of the lotus of creation in his hand, he even created a [Wahuang] in this turbid world. It seems that he was born in the turbid world. The long hair is like white frost under the moonlight, cold and indifferent, with a sense of alienation.

"...That's all, except that the foundation comes from the turbid world, there is no difference at all."

"The same bloodline, the same soul foundation, the same... the power of creation."

A smile appeared on the corner of the elegant man's mouth.

Then he cut his wrist, tried to inject his true spirit and blood into the [Wahuang] he just created, tried to make him have enough sense of dependence on himself, and then injected the power of creation into it, with a smile Said: "I am your brother, your last support..."

"You will be my blade."

"It will be my weapon."

"Exist as, my wife."

"Then, reverse interference and influence the Emperor Wa, so that she, who lost her memory, recalls [the memory here] and becomes [my] wife, and then the turbid and turbid become one."

In the realm of Taiqing.

The blue veins on Fuxi's forehead stretched out.

Bad breath flow.

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Kill him kill him kill him!!"

There is a real murderous intention flowing in Fuxi, and Wei Yuan is also the same. She understands Fuxi's goal and plan. In the end, her goal is probably to make herself into a state of unity between the turbid and the turbid, and to create a turbid and turbid state. [Wahuang], who is unified and has no memory, also tried to make Emperor Wa as his own furnace.

In the picture, the elegant man's expression gradually solidified, and he gradually realized that something was wrong.

The [Wa Huang] whose eyes were tightly closed had no strength to accept it.

The fresh blood fell layer by layer but separated naturally, fell into the ground, combined with the turbid air and turned into evil monsters, turned into walking snake monsters, the girl with white hair and black clothes opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. The man said, "You are not a brother..."

"Brother."

The turbid Qi Fuxi was silent, and pointed a little, causing the girl's true spirit to fall into a deep sleep.

Then he looked at the Lotus of Creation in his hand, and said plainly: "...Because there is still the participation of power here, and the brand of that Emperor Wa, so there is no way to succeed... Very good, then wait until I get the charm of this thing. The background is completely exhausted, let you turn into a puppet, come again."

He turned and went out.

A jade spirit appeared behind him, sealing the turbid Qi-based [Wa Huang] into it.

After that, the cause and effect became weaker and weaker, and there was a picture of Fuxi with turbid qi going out for a walk, constantly challenging, and trying to consume the power in the [Lotus of Creation], and even once relied on this thing to confront the emperor in the world of pure qi.

This thing awakens a **** and demon into the heavens and the world.

Then...the reverse was attacked by the Lord of Returning Markets, and encountered by the subordinates of the Lord of Returning Markets.

As one of the three major forces in the clean world.

The Lord of Guixu is in charge of the heavens and the world, so he has to bear such a noble responsibility, and he has to fight to the death with the turbid Qi Fuxi, because the latter's plan made him unlucky in the first place, and the white-haired Taoist saw a picture In a picture, I even saw that the turbid Qi Fuxi was even intercepted by the Lord of Returning Ruins in a small world.

"Huh? Can that guy fight now...?"

The white-haired Taoist was stunned when he saw the Lord of Returning Ruins and the gods and demons fighting against each other.

See the former get trapped.

Then he saw the turbid Qi Fuxi looked cold.

In the end, the white-haired Taoist looked sluggish, and when he saw the reincarnation of the Lord of the Ruins, the young man suddenly raised his hand and supported the small world of heaven and earth with his right hand.

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched...

No, it won't be.

Shouldn't, shouldn't.

The Lord of Returning Ruins looked slightly restrained, and then flipped his fingers.

Hold on to the sky, and then.

Turn the sky upside down!

Heavy bombardment fell in front.

To annihilate a small world, or even multiple small worlds.

The turbid air was blocked back.

The white-haired Taoist stared blankly.

The azure-shirt Tianshen looked strange, looked at the screen of Tianji, and looked at Wei Yuan. "Your apprentice?"

"No, my enemy."

"Stolen recruited?"

The white-haired Taoist was silent, and the man in the blue shirt patted his shoulder and said, "What is this move called?"

Wei Yuan opened his mouth: "Buzhou Shanshen's Big Force 2.0."

In the picture, the Lord of Returning Ruins has a gloomy tone and a domineering look:

"If you retreat under the attack of this three gods, you should also get what you want."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Fu Yi reached out and patted Wei Yuan on the shoulder and sighed.

Nothing was said, and nothing seemed to be said.

Then he carefully handed the Lotus of Creation to Wei Yuan, and said, "...that guy put it aside for now. If you return this thing to Awa, she should be able to break the current situation and restore some of her strength and heritage... "

Wei Yuan nodded.

After thinking for a while, looking at Fuxi in front of him, and with a flick of his wrist, the Dao Fruit of turbid karma emerged, exuding a tyrannical causal atmosphere such as chaos, inversion, overlap, etc. Wei Yuan said: "There is one more question. "

"This thing, how can I completely integrate it into my body?"

"Di Jun said that in this way, he can get out of the Taoist body of the unity of purity and turbidity."

At the same time · Buzhou Mountain.

The Han sword in Huo Qubing's hand clicked and stabbed the enemy who was hiding and pretending to be dead.

The surrounding Beihai elites began to harvest the spoils here.

Emperor Zhui held the wall and retched for a while. He raised his head and saw the cornerstone of the teleportation formation over there. Seeing that Huo Qubing seemed to be standing there holding the sword, he said, "What are you going to do?"

"This thing is not easy to do."

Huo Qubing pondered, the Han sword in his hand clicked directly into the bottom of the formation, and said:

"According to my uncle's theory, everything that can be taken away should be taken away."

"Not a horse or a cow will be left to the enemy."

"By fighting for war, then war can be done."

"If you can't take it away, you will destroy it..."

The young man was in a trance, recalling that the sacred tree behind the golden tent of the Xiongnu was also cut down by himself. He shook his head and didn't think much. Picking and choosing, leaned over and took out a bracelet.

It is a pretty good magic weapon, with more than thirteen types of spells used on it.

The most important thing is to look good.

"I want this."

Huo Qubing stuffed something into his arms, noticed Emperor Zhuo's gaze, and explained confidently:

"I broke the bracelet she gave. If she doesn't make compensation, she will probably be angry. Soldiers must know how to seek good luck and avoid evil, avoid unnecessary fights, and achieve goals without war. , Destroying the city in battle is already the last resort."

He was referring to the bracelet that had become dim and lost its divine light when the seal was broken.

Emperor Zhu said strangely, "Are you afraid of her?"

The young general's body froze.

Without changing his face, he said, "Afraid, what is afraid?"

"A manly man, how can you be afraid of military affairs?"

"This, this is called the [Shangbing Bing Miao]! The next step is to cut down! Only after the army cuts down on the city!"

Emperor Zhu stroked his chin and said doubtfully, "But I remember that you don't follow the art of war and look down on ancient military books?"

"If there are records of you in history, they are written clearly."

He has read Wei Yuan's surface memory, so he knows.

The young man's expression froze.

Seemingly angry, he drew his sword suddenly, with a grim expression, turned around and scolded: "Who, come out!"

Almost before he finished speaking, he had already made his move. The long sword slammed out, carrying majestic power. The sword energy was like a rainbow, but it was caught by two fingers. He regained control, his pupils contracted, and he saw the presence in front of him. He was dressed in a strong red suit with black cuffs, and his waist was also black. He wore a mask and his black hair was tied into a high ponytail.

Holding the horizontal knife in one hand, Huo Qubing's sword edge was caught in the other.

The air is cool and indifferent.

Knocked with fingers, the long sword shattered.

The next moment, the sword slashed down with a majestic force, almost directly killing the young general, but stopped before the eyebrows, never pressing down, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and pressing the other hand across the wrist, It is the style of the military formation or the ancient six doors, but it is rare to have such power, and the voice is cold:

"It seems that I don't work very hard in my daily practice. It's good to have an unparalleled talent, but it's easy to slack off. When I practice, I'm always a little bit, almost. It's life and death at this moment."

"Your uncle, didn't he teach you?"

"You, UU reading www.uukanshu.com you are..."

Wearing a mask, the temperament, bravery and coldness coexist, the girl with golden ring hair, red dress and long knife replied plainly:

"Walking back to the ruins, Shuangyu."

In order to cope with the Lord of the Return Market, he came to catch a fish.

She originally planned to leave, but suddenly felt the entanglement of breath, she looked down, saw the person who was entangled in breath, and saw the girl in white sitting on the stone.

Four eyes facing each other.

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