Museum of Demons Chapter 300

"Our ancestors created land, everything, and humans..."

"He is immortal like the heavens and all things. We are their children, living on the earth they created, and everything is attributed to the eternal spirit. After the death of human beings, they will be destroyed, and the spirit will return. Go up to the sky..."

Around the bonfire, the old people told the new adult children in the tribe the legends of the age of mythology, mixing the courage and inheritance of the tribe in the myth, telling the ancestors to open up the land and create all things, just like every myth is bound to be There are evil gods, and they talked about the water gods of the deep sea.

For these humans who once lived on the coast.

The threat of the ocean will always exist and cannot be ignored. That is the great **** whose body is the rainbow snake.

It was a giant snake with the head of a kangaroo, the teeth of a crocodile, the tail of a fish, feathery ears, and a snake-like body.

Control the climate and sink on the bottom of the sea. If people do not respect the ocean, or the ocean is polluted.

The rainbow snake will wake up and set off a wave of terror, drowning and destroying all living beings.

I don't know how many times the old man has told a story like this. He has long been skilful in his heart, tells it lifelike, fascinating, and the children are fascinated. But at this moment, there is a murmur: "Old Yule, you Are you still telling them those shamanistic things?"

The old man turned his head in astonishment and saw several young people coming from a distance.

The headed person has a sturdy figure similar to a tribal warrior, dark skin, and a look different from that of African descent. There are tattoos such as war patterns on his face, but he is wearing modern world clothes and hot pants behind him. , A beautiful woman with a beautiful figure, and a white Australian who is obviously on vacation.

After the old Yuer was taken aback, anger broke out in his heart: "It's you, Akweiler!"

"You went to the city of the Onsa, and you actually took them to our holy land?"

"According to the rules, even children under the age of twenty must come blindfolded to keep the secrets of the gods. You actually brought in outsiders?!"

Akweiler felt a little flustered. He regretted that he was drunk, and in order to show his spirit, he temporarily fainted and agreed to bring his friends, but he also wanted to ask the tribe's influence in his heart. He spread his hands and pretended not. Carefully said: "Hey, old Yule, it's just something that can't keep up with the times."

"These are my friends, let them see."

"You should also learn to embrace the civilized world."

The men and women took out their phones to take pictures behind them and let out an exclamation.

The old man looked like an enraged lion, raising his hand and grabbing a sharp short spear.

The suffocation erupted in an instant, like an enraged lion king, although old, but still has sharp minions, which shocked those free and loose Australians who had no respect for this tribe, and the two women were frightened. Backing away, two of the young men directly drew out their shotguns.

In conformity with the national liberalism of a certain country, Australia cannot help but shoot.

It's just that the procedures are relatively cumbersome.

And a considerable part of this cumbersomeness is for the low-level civilians or outsiders.

Yes, everything is equal.

But certain skin colors and races will be more equal.

The old man was pointed at by a firearm. It was an old shotgun that could threaten the real lion.

The young man with the gun suppressed the panic in his heart, barely blew a whistle, and said, "Nice action, old man, but you know, the times have changed a long time ago."

"Now is the age of technology."

"Your style is out of date."

The old man was in his seventies and his strength was not as good as before, so he had to slowly put down his weapons, and Akweiler, who came here with these outsiders, felt a sense of shame for some reason. At this moment, the campfire suddenly It shook violently.

There was an exciting wind in the distance, and someone looked over, suddenly pale and screamed in shock.

"Look, there, there!"

"what is that?!"

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and then their complexions changed abruptly, seeing the behemoth of fear that could never belong to reality.

With dark yellow wings, it is like a disaster that descends from the dusk of the gods.

At least in their eyes.

In fact, it is the fierce bird of the mountain and sea age, the remnant soul of the only son of Zhujiuyin.

The drum is here.

Looking at the fierce bird that was so powerful as to cover the sky and the earth, several young people sat there sluggishly, as if a voice full of sneers rang in their ears.

Excuse me.

The times have changed back again.

The huge wings obscured the sky. Everyone wanted to escape because of violent fear, but they seemed to be drained of blood. They only felt dizzy and their heart beats faster. That is the calamity that controls the power of drought and fire. In mythology, at least it is a disaster that can only be faced by a **** prince.

The young man with the shotgun subconsciously pulled the trigger.

In the smell of gunpowder, the bullet shot out.

The target is huge, it is impossible to miss.

But it didn't work.

When the weapon was unable to give feedback, it brought even greater fear. The frivolous and handsome man sat on the ground staggeringly, and even the power that was accidentally leaked made the creatures on the ground evaporate and lose their blood. The water in the body will eventually dry up and die.

The tribe became chaotic, desperate calls everywhere.

The old tribal warrior roared and stood up, holding a weapon in his hand, took a step forward, and threw out the short spear with all his strength. He didn't have the slightest confidence in whether he could cause harm to this huge beast, just At least you should have the courage to resist.

Like his ancestor, he roared loudly:

"Brave and great Thor, please protect us."

The short spear in his hand shot out, and he drew the sword.

Prepare to die desperately.

Sudden,

A blazing light flashed between the sky and the earth.

Then there was the sound of muffled thunder exploding, and a thunderbolt directly hit the short spear, instantly increasing the speed of the short spear, engulfing the thunder light, and falling heavily on the drum. The drum did not care about the just tiny ants at all. So unprepared, after eating this trick raw, Lei Guang ran on the wings, his movements were slightly stagnant.

This incredible scene silenced the entire tribe.

The old soldier saw a young man falling down the thunder light, and with a wave of his finger, a thunderous streamer pierced the night and fell heavily on the body of the huge beast. Under the light of thunder, the young man turned his head. With a simple and majestic mask on his face, it was exactly the same as the Thor enshrined by the tribe.

"Thor?!"

The old man was extremely excited, and at this moment he almost had the urge to kneel and crawl.

And the great and majestic Thunder God did not speak.

Just flicked his sleeves, and pointed his fingers far away.

The old man knew that the gods would not easily confess to mortals like himself.

This is the true god.

majesty.

Unpredictable.

distant.

great!

But he also understood the meaning of Thor from the action, and resisted the excitement in his heart, leading his fellow clan backwards, Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, Jiang was still hot, so he understood what he meant, otherwise he had to use it. I used the English that I had left behind for many years.

Although he also wants to go back to the last sentence, as you wish.

Just think about speaking that bad English, saying this in public, it is simply a top social death experience.

Just thinking about it, Wei Yuan felt that his toes could deduct a set of three rooms and one hall on the spot.

Wei Yuan looked at the drum that stopped.

Gu didn't intend to speak at all. There was an extreme contempt in his eyes. With one flap of his wings, he was going to pass Wei Yuan and move on. It was an attitude of indifference. Wei Yuan finally found him. How could he be easy? Leave? Moreover, the drum is undoubtedly rejuvenating itself by creating disasters and devouring lives.

And from the trajectory, this fierce beast is quickly approaching Shenzhou.

Wei Yuan didn't believe it when he said there was nothing bad.

Raising his hand, spreading his five fingers slightly, outlined the strength of the aspiration in the stone statue of this tribe, and squeezed it together abruptly.

Thirty-six supernatural powers of Tiangang·Master the five thunders.

The violent thunder fire smashed down on the drum, bursting out large swaths of plasma and thunder, but the wings of the drum were still not destroyed. More powerful than ordinary gods, mobilizing the power of this tribal **** is not enough.

The thunder light on the wings of the drum calmed down in an instant, and the voice was indifferent: "I'm just a little **** in a remote place, dare to be presumptuous?"

"roll."

There is an attitude of superior indifference in his expression and tone.

Even indifferent to disdain to shoot.

With a flap of wings, large forests are beginning to wither, rivers are drying up, and the aura that swells oneself begins to recover visible to the naked eye. This is the way for the evil spirit to recover from his injuries, using the world and all things as resources to improve himself. If you follow the route, you will go back all the way. When I arrived in Shenzhou, I am afraid that the strength of the drum was more than 60% higher than it is now.

He is focused on restoring his own strength. No interest in distracting Wei Yuan at all, he swept far away in a blink of an eye.

Wei Yuan followed closely, never expecting that Drum Club would react like this. Suddenly he remembered something and took out something with his backhand.

The drum action that had been wantonly harvesting the heaven and earth Qi Ji to restore itself suddenly stagnated.

He fluttered his wings abruptly and hovered, and his pupils locked Wei Yuan with a simple and crude mask, or rather, locked the simple dagger in Wei Yuan's hand. The flapping of the wings caused the heat wave to break out, causing cracks in the ground and drying up the river. The vegetation withered.

There were obvious mood swings in his tone, and his tone was fierce:

"That's...that's my first weapon."

"Always at my father Zhujiuyin!"

"How did it get into your hands?!"

"No, who are you?!"

Wei Yuan wore a simple mask and pondered.

Sincerely replied:

"you guess?"

Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Zhang Ruosu hummed a little song and prepared tools.

A fishing rod.

Some fishing lures.

Big Tianmao Longhushan No.1 has grown a little bit bigger, with a stubborn face carrying a bamboo basket and a bell on his neck. The old Taoist smiled and said, "You, don't be unhappy, wait a moment. When Wei Yuan was that kid, I caught fish by the way."

"After I come back like that, I can kill the kid for a meal by the way."

"At that time, you will be divided into a fish."

Longhushan No.1's thoughts paused slightly.

Thoughtful.

Immediately he couldn't help being furious.

Because he found that facing such conditions, he hesitated shamefully!

He is the Demon King Sakurajima!

It is a different species of mountains and seas with a thousand-year mana!

How can it be...

"In addition, if you catch a lot, I will give you a point."

"Good! You order!"

The veteran Taoist Zhang Ruosu adjusted his fishing rod, and the big tengu suddenly thought of something and asked casually:

"By the way, Tianshi, your fishing skills are very good, right?"

The old man became stiff.

Without changing his face, he began to evaluate the material of the fishing rod, and exclaimed: "This fishing rod is really good, haha, this is the first time the old Taoist used such a good fishing rod to fish."

Da Tiangu suddenly felt bad in his heart and hesitated:

"Old Master..."

"Your fishing skills should be very good, right?"

Zhang Ruosu: "..."

Just as Zhang Ruosu coughed and was about to explain and persuade the big tengu, suddenly the phone rang and glanced at it. It was Wei Yuan. The old man heaved a sigh of relief and signaled that there was something on the big tengu. He answered the phone and said, "Wei Yuan, you Did you find the drum?"

"found it."

"Oh, all right."

"By the way, there is one more thing. I have checked some ancient classics. Such a fierce **** is originally self-respecting and will not be easily affected. The resentment left will only be more extreme in this respect, and worse. To attract them, you may have to think a little bit more before you can lead the drum to the East China Sea."

"The old way finally found a few spells here, which may be useful for these resentment and other creations, and remember..."

Wei Yuan fell silent and said, "No need."

"I have attracted him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

The old man was startled: "Attracted? So easy?"

"How did you do it?"

"It's hard for me to explain to you."

Wei Yuan rushed towards the wind, turning his head and looking at the angry bird that was chasing behind him, his mouth twitched:

"Yes, the effect... seems to be a little too good."

PS: Today's first update... 3,800 words, a little late, thanks for the stinky reward for being Kaoru death, thank you~

Work **** the codeword and strive to complete the second shift around twelve o'clock.

The Australian natives have a unique mythology system, but they are relatively small, and different tribes have various differences. Here I chose to create one, which is convenient for later use. The rainbow snake is true. In addition, the book finally broke a hundred 10,000 words...

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