Museum of Demons Chapter 807

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The huge roar represents the violent collision of the spiritual energy, and the rolling waves are surging in all directions. This is enough to crack the earth, make the river flow back, and crush the mountains, but the small world barrier like the turtle shell in front Is shaking not shaking.

Yan Geng gritted his teeth, the anger in his chest was almost rising.

Behind the scenes, the emperor of the West Sea, Leshou and the emperor of the East China Sea, were just sitting on the huge palace pulled by the dragon beast and the tiger beast, drinking and chatting. This time outside the small world, the two great emperors did not pay attention at all. Just as an opportunity to experience subordinates.

Also, this is a ruined world where it is located in a remote place, and the spiritual energy is so thin that it is almost non-existent.

I'm afraid it's just a frontier place for the Yuxu Palace.

When the two great emperors arrived here, they were disappointed and handed over the task to them.

However, it has not been able to break through for three days!

The reason why the two emperors have not yet shot.

On the one hand, it has been taken as a bet on whose subordinates in this small world will break it first, and on the other hand, it is disdainful to take action, and it is regarded as two people going out to chat, and now, now! A small world without much spiritual energy actually made them spend such a huge amount of effort!

In fact, it's not that it hasn't been broken—

With their eyesight, with their control over the aura.

Powerful in their identities.

It is clearly felt that the formation of the outer layer of the small world is broken like a bubble, and it is not broken layer by layer, but broken ten layers at a time, a hundred layers, but, but when one layer is broken. A hundred layers will appear immediately, and if a hundred layers are broken, five hundred layers will appear!

Endless, Endless!

It completely resisted the firepower of the gods with numbers.

Yan Geng was almost going crazy.

No matter how skilled and skilled you are, even if it is obvious that there is a cornerstone of the formation, it will take at least five or six days for you to develop a simple formation. How many are there? How much the **** are there?

He can crack mountains with a single punch, and roll back rivers with a flick of his sleeve.

He is the **** of war, the **** of war!

This kind of inferior, ineffective, only relying on the basic five-element cycle formation.

He can smash through ten layers, dozens of layers with one punch.

But there are not dozens of layers here at all.

There are millions of **** layers of similar formations here.

Millions of layers!

Then millions of layers of similar formations resonated wildly, and in the most stupid way, it took at least ten thousand years to create an incomparable and flawless formation defense layer that even the gods could not penetrate immediately.

The weakest, but also the strongest.

The weakest, because there is simply no efficiency to speak of stupidity.

And the strongest, because I don't know how to lay out an efficient formation, I have to spend time to complete the most solid formation. Even the creator can't control the unpredictable resonance.

"Damn it!!"

"Break it for me!"

"Why isn't it broken! Why isn't it broken!"

Yan Geng roared, raised his hand and clenched his fist, the majestic metal aura erupted, turned into the shape of a huge blue dragon with a length of several thousand meters, and then slammed down, the powerful impact tore apart the layers of formations. , but more formations were filled almost instantly.

Yan Geng's body trembled, and the anger rose to the sky.

But helpless.

"Heh... It seems that there are still some means, although it is a bit stupid, but it took a long time to rely on the most basic formation principles to create such a defense level... Although it is not worth mentioning, But at least it's worth watching."

Jumang reviews.

She took the drink, then frowned, and said, "Forget it, no wait."

He felt a little bored, and threw the wine glass with a flick of his finger, and a drop of the wine flew out. Cause and effect are extremely fierce.

Just for a moment.

That was enough to block ordinary gods for a long time, and the invulnerable formation was shattered.

Heaven and earth are divided.

The interior of the small world was clearly revealed in front of Jumang, Jumang, and the rest of the generals. He was stunned for a while, with a look of surprise on his face, and turned his head to face him. Looking at the sentence man sitting in the palace dragged by the dragon, he said:

"It seems that it is better than we thought."

"No wonder there is a formation of that level that appeared before."

He took his seat, picked up the wine, and said, "Go and get it, is the one who arranged this formation the organ puppet mentioned in the information? Yan Geng, take it down, this seat is a little interested in it, The Xihai library just happens to lack a gatekeeper."

Jumang said: "Then, there seems to be a lot of spiritual materials on the other side, and they belong to me."

He said, "Oh... OK, then, there seem to be some scrolls over there, and I want 70% of them."

Jumang shook his head: "No, you can take up to 60%."

The two great emperors thought plainly about the belonging of this small world.

Yan Geng's heart was turbulent, and he felt that it was an understatement to determine the direction of a world, so it belonged to the power and consciousness of the real supernatural power, so he took the order, led the elites of the West Sea and the East China Sea, and tore apart the rest of the formation. The lower part, stepped into this place where the spiritual energy is thin.

The difficulty of this formation is that the number of five elements, which are so terrifying to make one's scalp tingling, grow and circulate endlessly. Once broken, it will begin to collapse and annihilate within itself. After passing through the defense here, he raised his eyes and swept, slightly surprised.

According to the intelligence, the puppets here have been waiting for at least ten thousand years.

But it's still, still too clean.

The spirit grass is growing very well. It can be seen that someone is still taking care of the spirit grass. The ground is cleaned and the air is filled with the aroma of medicinal herbs. The fresh fruits and vegetables harvested are placed in the house. The owner just went out for a walk.

Will be back soon.

"Humph! Pretending to be a ghost!"

Yan Geng took advantage of the situation and shot out.

Smashed the baskets that contained the fruit, and swept the fields that had no roots and were not spiritual materials. The rest of the members had already separated and rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, to the truly rare spirits in the mountains. With a swing of Yan Geng's spear, he began to look for traces of the puppet.

Suddenly, there was an unusual wave of ripples and fluctuations in the sky.

Yan Geng's complexion changed slightly, the spear in his hand turned into a blue dragon, aroused the majestic momentum, and directly smashed the sword qi coming from the front. Time can be sharpened.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick!"

Yan Geng raised his head, saw the sword qi vertical and horizontal, saw the rest, the young generals from the East China Sea and the West China Sea were all caught in the attack, some were quite embarrassed, and there was an angry voice echoing in the air: "Go away. go out!"

"Get out!"

"You are not guests, get out of here!"

In the long howl of Yan Geng, holding the magic weapon with one hand, he lightly smashed the sword qi that came one after another. Although the owner of the voice has tried to conceal his position, how could such a simple method be concealed? over the gods of the four seas.

"Hmph, guests! Bad guests are also guests!"

Yan Geng laughed: "This general will tell you today, what is the law of hospitality!"

"Come here for me!"

The moves are arrogant and domineering, and the aura of Gengjin is unstoppable. There is a great aura to break through all methods. It directly tore the hidden formation in front of him, but immediately an extremely unstable aura suddenly became violent. The five elements created the formation method, which directly detonated this place.

Yan Geng didn't care, but when he was careless, he was hit by this strong impact.

Embarrassed, he stepped back again and again.

Even the palms were shaken slightly by the violent tremor.

His face was scorched black by the flames, and he put down his palms, and the handsome general's expression became a little distorted: "...Toasting, not eating or drinking, I'm going to break your legs!"

But their progress was not that easy at all.

The organ puppet in that record brought them enormous trouble.

Sword Qi!

Formation!

The most basic swordsmanship, the simplest formation, is like a foolish way of Yu Gong, but the simplest swordsmanship cuts thousands of years, the most common formation of the five elements, but also layer upon layer, always from the wonderful. Where there is blasting and shock force.

This is not a puppet at all!

MD returned to the market, actually selling fake information!

Yan Geng spit out a turbid breath, and his heart has become solemn—

This is not a puppet, this is a powerful enemy!

cunning!

deceitful!

Good at swordsmanship!

Know the formation!

In his heart, such a powerful and unpredictable enemy has been established, but despite this, there is only one enemy.

In the end, they broke through the innermost defense layer, and when they finally found where the guy was, they were slightly lost for a while, and they were speechless for a while. Among the broken ruins, the sound of the joint structure rotating was stiff and harsh.

The puppet sat on the spot, and more than 80% of its body had lost its spiritual energy and collapsed into quicksand.

Nothing beats the years.

The steel will corrode, and the spiritual energy will gradually disappear. Even the so-called immortal spirit will gradually disappear in ten thousand years, tens of thousands of years. Densely cracked organ.

"Is it just that?"

"That's all, since it's what the emperor needs, it's naturally my exploits!"

It's just that the cruel and domineering design at all costs was actually done by such an organ puppet that lost its spirituality? The organ puppet was still running, slowly raised its head, looked at the surrounding enemies, and said with a withered breath, "You are not the guests."

"You are not invited."

"Please leave."

The puppet replied, "The master here will be back soon."

"When he comes back, you can come and visit."

Yan Geng burst out laughing: "Your master, of course it is impossible to come back, ah, unfortunately, this mechanism is about to be broken?" law, but was randomly shredded.

The residual spirituality of the organ puppet began to fluctuate violently.

He intends to shatter himself directly and detonate all the formations here.

"Hmph, think beautifully!"

Yan Geng shouted loudly, and the weapon in his hand suddenly tore out the dazzling golden light.

Suddenly, a rare law turbulence appeared in the space.

It is almost impossible for this kind of random occurrence of space cracks to occur in such a thin place.

The fragmented space rift just engulfed the move attack.

Then the next moment, the white-haired Taoist man in a green shirt stepped out.

The action of the organ puppet stops.

'I will not be late. '

This is, [Speaking out of the law]!

Wei Yuan held the weapon of the Age of God with one hand, looked down at the broken puppet over there, and saw that the lines he painted back then had disappeared, and one or two words on Jia were no longer blurred, really, Very, very long years...

The organ man sat down again and said, "...you're back."

"Well, I'm back."

The broken puppet said in a stiff tone:

"Return to work, [later] has come many times."

"However, it's been a long time since I came back."

"Um…"

"[Huntian] never came again."

"That's right."

The puppet said, "Is there something I didn't do well?"

"Why didn't they come?"

"No, you did a good job."

"Really? I sweep the floor every day, and I harvest spiritual materials. I have harvested a lot of food during these hours. If [Lao] and [Hun Tian] come back, I can eat a lot of time." The organ puppet stood up stiffly and stepped forward After taking a few steps, his right foot weathered and shattered, falling down like when he was first born, but he couldn't get up again.

The puppet's face showed the original expression little by little, and said in a funny tone:

"Welcome! Welcome!"

"welcome!"

What appeared in front of him was a white-haired Taoist, a middle-aged gentle man, and a gentle and beautiful woman.

Under the moonlight, it is a conversation about the world.

The rock will weather, the vicissitudes of life, and the spiritual material will gradually annihilate.

Everything has an end.

"Tsk, my spirituality has been lost..." Yan Geng said regretfully.

"Who is that... It's ridiculous that he finally used illusion to see what he wanted to see the most."

He stared resolutely at the white-haired man in front of him. The gun in his palm roared violently, sending out a violent breath that ripped apart the mountains and rivers, but he was unable to tear the man's right hand. , the spear shattered.

"Aren't you looking for me all the time?"

The white-haired Taoist leaned over and held the core of the puppet organ in his hand.

There, there is still a trace of temperature.

It won't be too late, but he can't cross the long years of the past, so it can't be earlier.

"Looking for you? Are you Yuxu Yuanshi?! The master here?!"

"...Really? Yuxu Yuanshi, do you think this name is the master here?"

The boundless sword qi began to tear apart, far exceeding the power scale of the previous formation. Then, in an instant, it swept across the entire small world. The next moment, the two great emperors stood up suddenly and saw the storm of sword qi sweeping away. Then, the pupils contract.

All the warriors who stepped into that small world turned into powder!

In an instant, sword energy flew in from the acupoints of all the gods, killing at the soul level.

This is the last and only place and time in Wei Yuan's heart that is quiet and peaceful.

"Who are you?!"

Ding Shou said slowly: "Dare to kill my general!"

"Kill your general?"

Wei Yuan knew that he would talk about various reasons next, and the Daoist's eyes were always full of suppressed emotions. The surrounding palace had suffered some damage, and his own strength might not be able to win quickly, not to mention a person who is good at attacking. Kill a good recovery.

And refers to the sword.

"Why does the way of heaven cover all things?"

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The breath of [Hun Tian], the breath of [Later], and the imprint left here are activated.

Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, and the heaven follows the Tao.

Starting with humanity, the imprint of this place is inspired, and it circulates several times. Every time the sword is turned, the energy of the sword is thickened once. The last sword directly stimulates the aura of this place. People walk on the earth, and the earth is covered by the sky and the sky. for the way.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders, with the body of a person, holding the Dao as a sword, the four great things in the realm are constantly circulating.

A sword explained.

The aura of Taoism in this place was exhausted after all.

And the calm sword energy pierced directly between the eyebrows.

The expression of Jin Zheng, who once competed with the Queen Mother of the West for the status of the Lord of Gengjin, froze.

Then, with unwillingness, with the humiliation that the unique skills have not been able to perform, he was exhausted.

"Kill, kill."

The dull voice just fell at this moment.

Jumang's pupils shrank, he felt the slaughter at that moment, his scalp was numb, he immediately opened the concept of myth, and said angrily:

"who are you?!"

They pointed to the sword, and the right sword finger was slowly carried behind him. The white-haired and green-robed Taoist raised his eyes: "As you wish."

Also respond to your waiting...

Boom! !

The world of the small world is mighty, the clouds are flowing, and the palace is full of mess, but its own spirituality breeds. The Taoist stands in it, the body of the warrior of the gods is broken, the spiritual energy feeds back to the heaven and the earth, and the whole world begins to make a rumbling sound of the avenue. Began to open up itself, and Jin Zheng's body also fell.

The voice of the avenue could not suppress the indifferent indifference—

"Yu Xu."

"Original beginning."

PS: Today's second update... 4,800 words, Calvin lies flat...

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