Museum of Demons Chapter 1125

The extremely domineering sword energy and sword intent fell down extremely fiercely. The Great Lord Zhuoshi raised his hand, and countless laws gathered and turned into a law defense that was purely won by quantity, accompanied by the sound of the sword and the sound of the law breaking , Falling down like shards of light after the stars collapsed.

His Holiness Zhuo Shi had no choice but to take half a step back.

His complexion is ugly.

He grasped his fist, bent his elbow and struck horizontally, forcibly smashing the sword energy that was coming and going, and in an instant, he saw the Taoist holding the sword, plundering like an arrow piercing the air, The sword light swayed like rain, and the sword energy soared into the sky, and the energy pulse was so long that it seemed to be endless, especially at this moment, the way of the sword was completely different from seven years ago.

Not that unpredictable.

Rather, it is simpler and more straightforward, with the magic weapon in the palm of your hand, the enemy will be slashed horizontally and vertically with the sword.

Straight forward, as if nothing had changed.

But the strength is great and the momentum is heavy, and the sword is even more fierce.

It's just that there is no enemy in such a horizontal and vertical slashing, and layers of blood are set off, countless killings, killing terror, and approaching the Great Lord Zhuo Shi with extremely terrifying speed and momentum.

kill!

cut!

There is no opponent before the three-foot green blade in the palm!

And this nightmare, which should have ended seven years ago, has reappeared in front of His Holiness Zhuoshi alive at this moment.

It made his look even more ugly.

And when he thought about it, the changes in the swordsmanship of the green-clothed Taoist in front of him were also related to the basic skills of the troubled times he bestowed.

My heart became more and more ugly.

And for some reason, he seemed to be able to faintly notice that the figure in front of him seemed to have undergone some changes compared with seven years ago. It was not, or it was not just a change in the style of swordsmanship. When he was swaying freely, he actually had a sense of calmness, majesty and grace.

As if already invincible in the world!

Incomparable and invincible, based on the peerless state of mind at the peak!

At this moment, Zhuoshi Dazun almost felt that what he saw in front of him was not the Yuanshi Tianzun who had only five thousand years of Taoism, but the indifferent Emperor who lived in the sky, overlooking the world of Qingqi for tens of thousands of years, with a different style of expression , Different energy fluctuations, but the same freedom, the same unstoppable!

His Holiness Zhuo Shi was very cautious.

The cautiousness may also be due to the fact that the arm was cut off before, or it may be because of the original heart.

But no matter what the reason is, it is very difficult for others to get close to him. Even if they rely on cause and effect and heavenly secrets, they cannot get close to him. With all kinds of means, and many gods and demons in troubled times obstructing it, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is insurmountable.

At this moment, this boundless gully has been passed by with a single sword!

The sharp edge of the long sword pointed directly at the Great Lord Zhuoshi, who raised his hand suddenly, clasped his five fingers together, and the majestic aura and aura surged out, like thunder from nine heavens, and the next moment, a figure appeared directly from the side, attacking Wei Yuan , it was a man in a gray robe, his expression should have been calm, but at this moment he was full of struggle and pain.

It is the body of Huntian.

Wei Yuan once gave him Daozang once in the past, but he didn't know at that time that the key to the body of Huntian is not his original heart, but his body is also created and controlled by Zhuoshi Dazun. It was almost a forcible fight, although not as good as the former Huntian, but it should not be underestimated.

His Holiness Zhuoshi retreated quickly.

Countless mysterious lines emerged around the body, as if it had its own spirituality, and it was still swimming slowly. If you stare at it for a long time, you will only feel dizzy, as if it is your own spirit and soul. You will be sucked in, and sneered: "Although I don't know how you came from the past, your body is no longer in this era."

"And your current body, even the martial arts body belongs to this seat."

"Even Hun Tian's body will be controlled by me!"

"What are you going to use to defy me!"

"Stop him!"

The body of Huntian screamed, as if he had lost his own will, or his will could no longer control his body. The whole body was entwined, and he smashed towards Wei Yuan's eyebrows and throat. The sword in Wei Yuan's palm turned, The long sword is wrapped in a boundless and heavy aura, abandoning mystery, only pursuing the power of the sword, but precisely because of abandoning skills, it is more fierce and wonderful.

The two sides clashed.

I don't know how many intertwined in an instant.

Hun Tian's body froze, and blood gushed out from both arms and the whole body.

Then fell down in embarrassment.

Wei Yuan had already passed him in an instant, like a stream of light tearing apart the heavens and the earth, heading straight for the Grand Master Zhuoshi. The latter reacted in an instant, raising his right hand directly towards Wei Yuan, and the countless lines spreading around him almost Covering everything within Wei Yuan's line of sight, covering the sky above, and the ground beneath his feet, it spread and devoured towards Wei Yuan as if it had its own spirituality.

His Holiness Zhuoshi spoke.

Like the voice of the Great Dao, majestic and domineering.

"Decree!"

"Give it to me, stop!!"

The long sword paused.

When Weiwei Yuan moved his wrist, the Qingping sword in his palm was even more violent, directly piercing through the layers of pattern formations used to control his body. Parts of Wei Yuan's body began to turn into powder together, and the Qingping sword pierced directly into the outstretched right hand of Zhuoshi Zhuoshi in just an instant.

Then, like a rotten man, he pierced through the bone along the meridian of the right hand.

Zhuo Shi's complexion suddenly changed and he instinctively returned to defense.

Bend your elbows across the bar in front of you.

He was about to use his tricks again, but there was only a sound of sword cries in his ears, and the Qingping sword in Wei Yuan's palm turned around, directly and completely piercing the palm of Zhuoshi Dazun!

Then it directly pierced the upper arm, chiseled in from one side, then tore the meridian, pierced the bone, and made a hole from the upper side of the upper arm.

Unabated.

Straight to the throat!

The Taoist stepped forward.

The Great Senior roared: "You!!"

There was a loud bang, and Zhuo Shi Dazun almost retreated crazily as he was being nailed. This majestic and majestic palace that revealed the grand atmosphere of the ancient barbaric era was directly shattered, and the last extremely clear sword sound exploded, and Zhuo Shi Dazun was crushed Standing on top of the rock wall that has existed for tens of millions of years in the chaotic world, the Taoist holds a sword in his right hand. The blade of the Qingping sword is not stained with a trace of blood, and the blade almost touches the Grand Master's throat.

But it never succeeded because of countless laws that flocked to it.

The sword's edge was resisted, even if it was a magic weapon like Qingpingjian, it trembled violently, and the sword's sound was extremely clear.

Still no progress.

The Great Master Zhuoshi watched the formation of lines around him crumble layer by layer and turned into powder, and the backhand that was applied to the human body in front of him was useless, extremely unwilling, and gasped violently, Yuanshi Tianzun, cause and effect When the sword was drawn, the pain from the sword almost overwhelmed his soul, making his palms tremble slightly: "How is that possible!"

"How could you not be under control?!"

"Whether it is the foundation of the chaotic world or the body of the muddy sky, it is impossible not to be controlled, it is impossible..., even if it is cause and effect, it is impossible to resist this power!"

Holding the sword, the Taoist said in a calm voice, "That is their limit, but not mine."

"That's the limit of karma."

"But it's not from Yuanshi."

The Great Senior was furious, and said: "Okay!"

"What a Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"When you came here in the past, you made a mistake. In this case, it should be taken down by me in the past. The world is not me, and I am above the sky and the years."

"Since you are the past body, I will kill you with the past self!"

There are already countless gods and demons around him rushing in again like a wave, and the majestic clouds and qi on the body of Zhuo Shi Dazun appear in unison. There is no doubt that they intend to directly use this time as an anchor point to make the past and the present , the future self is the only one, Wei Yuan has already faintly noticed that this is the state where the true Dao fruit is the strongest and desperate.

The Qingping sword in his palm has already moved in response, and the waves of gods and demons around him are desperately coming. Even he can't kill these gods and demons blocking him in an instant, and then control the Great Master, but he just said flatly at this moment: "So that's how it is, spanning time, surpassing the long river of time, and only one step away from detachment."

"But it's not necessarily possible to cross the sky."

The Great Senior was extremely angry and laughed back.

Wei Yuan said lightly: "Di Jun, why don't you make a move?!"

"I thought that you would want to try it yourself."

A cold and calm voice sounded.

"after all."

"This seat was the same back then."

In the turbid world, the sky was originally covered with thick turbid air, and there was a brilliant and magnificent imprint of the Dao of the Chaotic World, which was the reflection of the Dao in the world of clean air. At this moment, the sky above the sky has become as clear and clean as in the world of clean air. In the distance, stars appeared above the sky.

But in the world of pure qi, after hearing the answer from the Emperor of Heaven, Ye Ming asked that sentence again:

"You, have you lost?"

The Emperor of Heaven shook his head.

Wu Zhiqi asked back: "Then Wei Yuan lost?"

The Emperor still shook his head.

Finally, Di Jun raised his head, looked at the stars all over the sky, and said in a flat tone: "I am guarding here. The troubled times invaded the Qing Dynasty, and I never counterattacked. You once asked me, Ye Ming, why it is not as good as the troubled times to gather an army and train out Lots of fighters, do you remember how I answered?"

Ye Ming was stunned, subconsciously said: "You said it was unnecessary."

Di Jun said: "Yes, there is no need."

"But it's not unnecessary to fight back."

"It's just me alone."

While talking, the sky has lit up, and countless stars are changing and changing, which is extremely mysterious, but it also has a sense of terror and oppression that overwhelms all living beings, as if those stars have slowly rotated and are about to fall down at any time, Wu Zhiqi raised his head and looked at the One after another, the stars clenched their weapons tightly.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the stars and all phenomena indifferently, with a sword on his waist, he just lowered his hands casually, like a human swordsman knocking on his sword and singing a long song, but he was more casual and lazy, his white fingers slightly curved and knocked on the sword, and said lightly: "Tianshu .”

Above the sky, the main star of the Big Dipper suddenly streamed brightly.

Then suddenly fell!

Straight into troubled times!

The incomparably terrifying reversal of the stars, engulfing the storm, enveloping thunder and flames, engulfing the terrifying power of the world's silence, and then directly fell down, everyone was dumbfounded, the Emperor of Heaven tapped the sword again, and the sound of the sword was clear and clear like music:

"Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang."

The sky has turned into red, a terrifying red.

Round after round of stars died and collapsed, and then fell down.

The gigantic stars that make people feel small choose their own extinction, and use their own extinction as a blow.

Master Beidou is dead!

The Heavenly Emperor picked up a glass of wine, faced the front, and said flatly, "I'm the only one."

"If one day all the kings die, the common people will die."

"Then I alone can destroy the troubled world."

"Destroy the country, destroy its borders, kill all its people, shatter their bones and ashes, and never live beyond."

"Then, open the world again."

Everyone held their breath and said nothing.

Wuzhiqi clenched his weapon tightly, his veins bulging.

Everyone was frightened and could not speak.

In the past, everyone knew that the Emperor of Heaven was the strongest, but who would have thought that it has reached such a point that I am alone, overwhelming the common people, and in the chaotic world, the gods and demons have already gone forward under the order of the Great Master, regardless of life and death, but suddenly Sensing a huge, majestic but invisible force, entangled and pulled, making him unable to move, unable to break free, he raised his head, but saw countless stars crashing down, his face froze.

Dazun was slightly stunned, and said angrily: "Dijun!!"

Then what I saw in front of my eyes was a stream of light, and the sword light swayed for a moment, piercing through the monsters, and then amidst the sound of the sword, the Qingping sword removed its left and right arms, and immediately pierced directly between the eyebrows of Zhuo Shi, and Zhuo Shi glared at Wei Yuan, He sneered and said, "You thought you could kill me like this, but you're wrong, you're wrong. Like this world, I am above time."

"I am immortal."

Wei Yuan held the Qingping sword in both hands, lowering his eyes.

A ray of divine thoughts rose from the future anchor body and returned to the original body, and the Yuanshi Tianzun in Yuxu Palace opened his eyes.

The eyes are indifferent and hazy.

Clutching the five fingers of the left hand, the Xuanyuan Sword came through the air.

The sword mark between the eyebrows of the right hand flew out and turned into a sword.

This is the past.

And in this era, Wei Yuan held Qingping in his hand.

Above the sky, the stars are falling!

Above the earth, the cold light rises, and the jade dragon snow python.

Heavenly Sword Qingping!

The World·Xuanyuan!

Earth Sword Kunlun!

Dao Sword Fruit Position!

Four swords in one, the past self, the present self, and the future self.

The countless streamers around the Taoist are unpredictable, linking the past and the future.

A sword started from the end of Qianqiu, beheading all saints and refusing to return.

The Taoist laughed loudly, the Zhuxian sword formation has been deployed for thousands of years!

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Say it to me!

I am enlightened!

Fuli Yuxu Yuanshi Datianzun!

Qingping's sword screamed and practiced stop, and everything was dead. The only sword seemed to come from the past, piercing through all the time in the future, and then came to this place. There is no hindrance, only a sound of cessation, coming from the sky, drumming here, and it will not be extinguished for a long time.

"cut!!"

PS: The first update today... 4,000 words

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