Chapter 395 The Worst God's Mission in History.JPG (6062 in 1)

After Axuan Yujian went to Gao Tianyuan.

A girl from the Yu clan threw a handful of creamy popcorn into her mouth and chewed, looked at the peaceful Wei Yuan, thought for a while, then stretched out her finger to poke the cheek of the guard, "Master Wei, that little The Taoist priest has gone up, are you really not going?"

"No matter how you look at it, the little guy thinks that his Taoism is not high enough."

"Master Wei?"

"Wake up..."

I poke, I poke.

Huh? It feels good...

Poke again.

Take a selfie.

Send it to that girly sister.

A photo can go to a snack shop in Qingqiu country to exchange a full truckload of inventory.

And it is effective for a long time, and it is safe for children and old people.

Feng Siyu snapped several shots in a row, and probably got the snacks inventory for the next ten years.

Then he poked the curator on the cheek while thinking seriously.

Finally, he looked at the height of Gao Tianyuan, and pondered for a while. The wings of the Yu family behind him spread out, and the pupils of the two pupils had a faint tendency to ignite flames, evolving into red gold, which represented a fairly pure Vulcan divinity.

Then, I didn't know that Feng Siyu, who was a senior member of Gao Tianyuan's church church, began to think seriously about the possibility of flying to the sky above Gao Tianyuan and directly throwing the "sleeping museum owner" together with the wheelchair into the God Realm. and possible consequences.

For example, when the gods are at war, the little Taoist holds a sword to deal with the group of enemies.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky.

The wheelchair makes its debut.

Everyone looked shocked, and then saw the wheelchair sleeping, oh no, the meditating museum owner.

Everyone was shocked, shocked.

There was a dead silence.

Feng Siyu's eyes lit up slightly, she was gearing up and eager to try, but just when she was about to implement it directly, she suddenly remembered that before she set off, the water ghost had handed her something and told her that if she reached the destination Wei If the museum owner hasn't woken up yet, you can give it a try.

Feng Siyu took it out, it was a recording pen, it seemed that Shui Gui saved money to buy it from part-time job.

As far as she knew, the owner of the guard house did not pay wages, but paid with talismans.

The water ghost went out to do odd jobs when he had nothing to do.

Like delivering water to people, delivering water, or delivering water...

Feng Siyu looked at the recorder curiously, and then lightly pressed the player next to Wei Yuan's ear.

A few seconds later, a soft and gentle voice sounded from the recorder.

"Yuan, get up."

Is it sister Jue?

Feng Siyu was startled.

Then I saw that Wei Yuan who was lying dead suddenly opened his eyes.

The Yu Clan girl was stunned, and the popcorn in her hand fell to the ground.

Secretly...the password is correct.

Boot successfully?

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The time for a stick of incense has finally arrived.

In other words, I don't know how many incense sticks of time.

Wei Yuan didn't know how many times he was beaten by the extremely evil group of the Age of Gods, and finally resisted the time of a stick of incense, opened his eyes suddenly, his complexion was a little pale, even if it was said to restrain his strength, those were all from the Age of Gods A guy with a strong reputation, his strikes are neither serious nor serious.

While laughing loudly, he swung his weapon and smashed it over.

Not to mention the cooperation between Xuanyuan Huangdi and Yandi.

Why do you, as mortal enemies, cooperate so well with the military master Chi You? !

Gan!

It doesn't make sense.

Can you imagine, Xuanyuan Huangdi, Yandi, Xingtian, and Chiyou laughing together and slashing at your head with a knife will cause a huge psychological shadow on a descendant of the Yanhuang tribe with a red root?

No, you don't know and you don't care.

You old bums just care about yourselves.

It was finally a fluke to complete the assessment that Zhu Jiuyin said was more game-like. Wei Yuan opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to press his chest. He felt an indescribable feeling of irritability. The feeling that Qianba had to continue to fight.

He turned his head, looked around at the surrounding scenery, stared blankly, looked at Feng Siyu, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Where is this?"

The feather girl replied:

"We've arrived at Sakurajima."

She pointed at Gao Tianyuan, and said: "Master Wei, you are always awake, the little Taoist priest has already gone to Gao Tianyuan."

"Have you gone up yet?"

Wei Yuan murmured, looking at the wheelchair he was working on, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Standing up abruptly, he took a step forward.

Then accidentally stepped on a pit.

A crack creaked everywhere.

Wei Yuan let out a breath, took a deep breath, and controlled his own strength. This is completely instinctive. When you are surrounded and beaten by a group of ancient fighting madmen for an unknown amount of time, you will have an illusion about how much strength you should use. After all, the base is not stable, and it will almost be overturned in a face-to-face.

He rubbed his head.

Maybe it's because the memory is a little fuzzy, the surroundings seem to have turned into the battlefield just now, where is it... Is it Changyang Mountain, is it the Zhuolu countryside? Or the vast plain outside Xuanyuan Hill, he couldn't tell for a while whether he had returned to modern times, or...

Back to modern times?

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and pressed his forehead.

He is like a soldier of the Xuanyuan tribe who came to the world from the battlefield of the ancient gods, or the civil servant Xing Tian said. The surrounding environment is unfamiliar but familiar, but when he closes his eyes and breathes, he can smell a special feeling , It was the barbaric tragedy on the distant battlefield.

Feng Siyu's palms were stiff, and there was a trace of coolness behind him.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

It must be an illusion.

She seemed to see several figures behind the guard master, a bit similar to the phantoms of true spirits left behind after being together for too long, like those heroes with extremely strong self-existence, who would leave their own shadows on items. Like branding, some people who have been with the heroes for a period of time will also have similar scenes.

The retention of the breath of the true spirit is only temporary and a natural phenomenon.

But the owner of the Wei Pavilion is obviously sleeping...

However, as Wei Yuan controlled his breath, these phantoms also dissipated. It was really like an illusion. Wei Yuan exhaled a foul breath, turned his head and said, "I'll go up for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"Not much time."

"So I'm going to make a quick decision."

Then he turned around and walked towards Gao Tianyuan while adjusting his breath.

Feng Siyu was stunned for a while, and quickly put this distracting thought behind her. She lowered her head, looked at the recording pen in her hand, her eyes lit up, Ah Shui is really amazing, and the girl felt admiration in her heart - she actually knew Wei Wei so well. Museum owner.

She opened the group, imported the recording, and said:

"Boss Ah Shui, no problem."

"Sure enough, the guard will wake up as soon as he hears the sound."

? ? !

The water ghost in the museum felt his scalp numb and was about to stop it.

Feng Siyu had already imported the voice.

He looked at the members of this group - Ehuang, Nvying, museum staff, Nvjiao, Tianshi, Wei Yuan, Tiannu, Wuzhiqi, Yuji.

He turned his head stiffly.

The girl who saw it in the museum clicked the voice curiously.

He saw the fair and quiet girl's movements freeze.

Sitting quietly, not moving.

At this moment, Shui Gui had no thoughts or thoughts in his heart, and he was completely Buddhist.

If there was a gun right now, he figured he'd point it directly to his temple.

Even if you can't die.

In fact, the voice was just an accident. When he was delivering ingredients to the goddess these days, he happened to see the girl talking to herself. It seemed that he was going to try to wake up the guard, but he didn't call for the past few days. He just recorded it and handed it to Feng Siyu.

When he saw the girl's quiet eyes turn around.

The water ghost nodded and said affirmatively, "I understand."

Put down the happy water.

Snapped his fingers.

Even if the head of the guard was not around, he still couldn't avoid such a fate...

He thought to himself.

On the one hand, he forked himself out.

Qingqiu country——

After listening to the voice, Nujiao could guess that Wei Yuan's waking up should be a coincidence, but this did not hinder the next thing. The white-haired woman thoughtfully, ticked the corner of her mouth slightly, and snapped on the phone.

Then I found Jue's account.

Private chat.

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Gao Tianyuan.

Wei Yuan, who had no idea what happened, stepped up slowly.

But at this moment, after the young Taoist uttered those words, a series of fierce auras emerged, all staring at Ah Xuan with great hostility, and even the mage from Wudu kept watching from the sidelines manner.

They are looking forward to the emergence of a battle between dragons and tigers.

Anyway, when other people's houses are on fire, they themselves are happy to watch the excitement.

Faced with the words of a little Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, the gods of Sakurajima couldn't bear it. What's more, it was still in the live broadcast, so they looked at each other, stood up slowly, and each drew the outline of the world of Sakurajima. As a result, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the thunder was rushing faintly, and the earth trembled. Looking down from Gao Tianyuan, it seemed that the sea water was bulging and setting off waves.

This is the beginning of tsunamis and earthquakes.

Thunder, flames, tremors of the earth, strong winds, a feeling of extreme oppression.

Let the goddess have a deterrent power that she didn't have.

The goddess said slowly: "What did you say?"

The little Taoist straightened his back, not knowing how to speak harshly, and finally choked out a sentence, "Don't say it's not predictable." The wooden sword in his hand pointed forward, everyone laughed dumbfounded, but suddenly a terrifying sword energy followed It exploded in the direction of the little Taoist's wooden sword.

The entire plateau trembled.

Before the fight started, a sword with its scabbard was directly nailed to Gao Tianyuan's throne. Turning his head to look with interest, the voice slowly disappeared like a duck being strangled.

With every step, Gao Tianyuan's jade steps trembled and shattered.

A young man in black and red clothes came up, suppressed all the voices, and said slowly as he walked: "Translate it into vernacular for you to listen to, probably, submit the application report, and after the organization discusses and approves, it is decided Through the succession of the Lord God of the Royal Palace."

Wei Yuan raised his hand and took the box from the stuttering little Taoist priest.

Throw it directly into the middle of Gao Tianyuan.

Xu Shi's death-defying head rolled out.

"The previous Emperor of the Heavens, the Lord God, passed away, and I'm here to send him back."

There was a dead silence.

Next to the Goddess, the woman shrouded in a dark aura said in a cold voice, "Stupid."

"Disturb Gao Tianyuan, take it down."

The gods stormed up, and the wind, rain, thunder and thunder all rushed forward to kill them.

And the tiger hiding in the dark was sitting on a Diaoyutai, watching all this happening. When the woman shrouded in a hazy atmosphere revealed her true face, except for the gods, even practitioners of other forces, All change color in an instant.

Because the woman's face was clearly beautiful, but there was a sense of death and decay.

Izanami.

In the entire Sakurajima myths and legends, there is a goddess with extremely high popularity and power. She is the mother goddess and the goddess of the filth of the underworld. In her legend, the proportion is the highest. He can't return to the human world, and can only exist as a dead spirit in Huangquan.

Everyone's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

The food here also changed appearance instantly, exuding the rotten texture unique to the kingdom of the underworld.

All have eaten these foods.

The tiger watched the scene silently, without any emotion or nostalgia in his amber pupils.

A few monsters stood beside him respectfully bowing their heads. The tiger had no intention of becoming the master behind this god system, and he didn't even care what the end of this place would be. After taking charge of the god system , and exerted all the power of all the monsters in his control, and even suffered heavy casualties.

In the end, Izanaki was plotted and killed.

Replaced Izanami with his head.

Then this Gaotianyuan meeting was deliberately held.

He wants to pull all the elites of these forces into the kingdom of the underworld, reincarnate into death, and then transform all these elites into his own ghosts, attracting the gods of Shenzhou directly, and then return to the country as a representative of Shenzhou. To China, and then seek the next step.

Swallowing one's anger for a while and pretending to be a disciple, in the long run, can rot the foundation of the human race in Shenzhou, so as to plan for the future.

Turning Gao Tianyuan into the kingdom of the underworld, while fleeing himself, using ghosts to constantly attract masters of the world's major cultivation systems to provoke a big war, only in this way can he get the greatest benefit, and make people fight against each other... …

He never really considered this pantheon as something worth caring about.

It can be regarded as a hole card and a treasure.

The real value of treasures and hole cards lies in the moment of acquisition and the moment of consumption.

As for the so-called Chinese orthodoxy in Tianshi Mansion.

"I am a demon clan in the mountains."

The tiger once whispered plainly to the subordinates beside him: "What is human orthodoxy?"

"Belongs to China, not to people."

"We are the great monsters of China, not human servants."

Surrounding them are all the big monsters that were recorded in the crouching tiger order and the Tianshi dossier. They couldn't stay in Shenzhou anymore, so they escaped to such a distant place. Shenzhou is Shenzhou, and people are people. They are very clear. At this moment They all looked at everything that was about to happen below with cold eyes, using the entire god system as the foundation to move the world.

The purpose is to return to Shenzhou one day and create a demon country.

Compared with those big monsters who only knew how to show off their power in the past, this is almost a qualitative mutation.

Focusing on using a country as a sacrifice, it can move the general trend of the world, advance, attack, retreat, and defend.

Those monsters felt their hearts surge.

A few sentences, ruthless, have settled a certain possibility of the world's extraordinary future trend.

As for the contemporary Crouching Tiger, when he walked to Gaotianyuan, Tiger had already discovered it. At first, he planned to stop this old opponent himself, but for some reason, the current Wei Yuan gave him a feeling of trepidation, so Silently ignored, chose to watch and overlook.

The particularity of Izanami's life almost represents the filth of the underworld itself in the area of ​​Sakurajima.

Even though it started in Xushi's eastward journey, over two thousand years, the death of countless creatures has enhanced the uniqueness of Huangquan and made its strength deeper, far from the level it was at the beginning, or in other words, as long as Civilization still exists, as long as death has not been conquered, then the god of death will continue to become stronger.

"Even if it is Crouching Tiger, it is impossible to resist Huang Quan's power."

The tiger whispered: "However, I paid a lot of price... Crouching Tiger, this time you go to Huangquan to accompany the immortal goddess."

"If you think about it, a God of Death is enough to be your partner."

Below, the gods of Sakurajima swarmed towards Wei Yuan.

Like a tidal wave.

Wei Yuan tossed the scabbard to Ah Xuan who was beside him, and the iron eagle sword came out of its sheath in his palm.

The pent-up anger finally found a place to vent and explode at this moment.

The iron sword is wide and thick, the blade trembles and hums, and it is violently torn with a thick and violent sword energy. It is a swordsmanship from a remote and wild battlefield, and it is thick and thick for five thousand years. Sky.

The sound was like thunder.

The blood spilled violently.

In an instant, the man under siege charged against him, with sword aura, simple and capable, and rushed into the group of gods in Sakurajima, causing a rain of blood. The remote gods with varying strengths were unable to stop him for a while. .

Izanami, the goddess of the underworld, appeared in front of Wei Yuan.

Life and death are impermanent, and the particularity of the god of death causes them to become stronger as long as civilization exists, life is born and then dies. Wei Yuan's sword cut across the face of this goddess, and that face, which at least still looked beautiful, was destroyed. Cut through the camouflage, revealing the rotten bones.

She is not afraid of the cultivation of the person in front of her.

But the sharpness of the sword's edge always made her feel a little uneasy.

It's just that the other party seems to have revealed a flaw.

Without any doubt, she placed a palm on Wei Yuan's forehead.

Underworld, filth, and dreams of inevitable death and sinking.

Izanami's life eroded Wei Yuan's dream in an instant, and then wanted to eat back his soul.

But at this moment, Izanami's calm voice came from beside her ears, but it was not addressed to her, with a trace of helplessness: "Even I will use you..."

"I've learned it."

The second voice was somewhat gentle and generous.

"The ability to use everything available and use everything you have to kill the enemy is the battle."

"It's normal to find reinforcements."

Izanami's rotten face showed the fear that only mortal beings have.

In a dream.

A figure drank tea calmly, and five figures emerged.

"I heard that the gods in the world also have life and death in Huangquan, which can make living beings irreversible."

"Otherwise, would you let me see?"

The man with closed eyes spoke flatly.

For the first time in two thousand years, the God of the Underworld, who had devoured countless souls of the dead, escaped from the dreamland.

Directly cut off more than 80% of his divine power.

Zhu Jiuyin calmly put down the teacup.

The tea in the cup rippled, and the body of the god of the underworld who was about to escape froze.

Then, Wei Yuan's original flaw was reversed to the most brutal sword style, and he slashed back. Under the eyes of everyone, he represented the most special god of death in the gods and was directly beheaded. The charming and frightening head flew up. Blood sprang up, and the spirit of killing and killing made the gods stop.

There was a moment of silence.

Wei Yuan let out a breath of turbid air slowly, his pupils glowed golden, his divinity exploded, and Xing Tian's voice rang in his ears.

Pulled out a sword, gathered momentum, and then slashed down heavily.

Like the moves taught by Xing Tian, ​​or Xuanyuan Huangdi galloping on the wild and fighting against the ancient military master, this fierce sword gathered all the strength, and smashed down with all its strength, tearing the majestic vitality and All the divinity, this sword has almost reached the level that can be described as magnificent, reflected in the eyes of the gods, and the hearts of the few big monsters who escaped from Shenzhou were horrified, and they could not breathe under the pressure of this sword. Come.

What level of power is this? !

They suddenly looked at the tiger next to him who had made a plan for the demon kingdom, and then their expressions slowly froze.

The tiger's amber pupils almost turned into vertical pupils.

The body froze, not a trace of breath leaked out.

Like a feline trying its best to hide its body...

And that huge and majestic sword light slashed down slowly and heavily. As Wei Yuan spit out the irritability and turbidity in his heart, there was the sound of Qingyue Eagle's chirping just like in memory, and the huge sword light directly hit Gao Tianyuan. He intended to intimidate him, but Wei Yuan didn't expect that Gao Tian was already crumbling by the first emperor's arrow, and after going through the melee of the gods, he barely repaired it and it was only visible, and cracks had already burst out at this moment.

Then there is a tendency to burn like a flame.

Clouds from the sky fell into the sea.

Like a reenactment of a scene from two thousand years ago, amidst the howling of birds of prey, Gao Tianyuan fell heavily.

The gods fled to the shore and flew into the void.

Watching Gao Tianyuan completely submerge into the sea this time.

And under the blow of a sword, Wei Yuan, who was so energetic in his body that he went to the sky, leaned on the sword with both hands, supporting his body. It's all just the original divinity. If he didn't cut down that tree, there might be a demon god here, but it was dispersed into a god system.

This pantheon started with him and Xu City, and ended with him and Xu City.

There are causes and effects, beginning and end.

It was like the reverse flow of fate and time, and the fall of Gao Tianyuan was like the second huge firework.

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze, feeling suddenly bored in his heart, leaned on his sword and looked at the goddess, or Sakurajima, with a calm voice:

"Seven days later, at Mount Longhu, Shenzhou bestowed a golden seal on the Wonu Kingdom, branded with the divinity of Xu City."

"Regardless of demons and monsters, you can receive it."

"The receiver is the Emperor of Heaven recognized by Longhu Mountain."

This sentence is the real thing, don't say that it is unpredictable.

The Goddess Zun's complexion was pale.

When the tiger heard this sentence, he clenched his palms tightly, but did not say a word.

After this sentence was spread, the gods on Sakura Island, and even the ghosts and monks froze their thoughts for an instant, and then there was a violent flame and bright light, which became fanatical. Those extraordinary people who participated in the meeting before knew this sentence The weight of the words, the gray-robed mage whispered in his heart, after this day, I am afraid there will be no God Realm like Gao Tianyuan again.

There is no heavenly imperial center and the god of the underworld.

The qualification to become the main god will be generously spread to every practitioner of Sakurajima.

With the custom of "down to overcome up" in this land, one can almost see what kind of chaotic and divided extraordinary situation will be in the future.

With just one sword and one word, Sakurajima's practice world was abolished.

Wei Yuan put down his sword, turned his head, looked at the other participants who had been poisoned by the underworld, and asked:

"I'm done talking."

"Do you have any comments?"

The gray-robed wizards were taken aback.

Then the corner of his mouth twitched and he shook his head in unison.

It was a person, but it didn't seem to be a person. In the eyes of people in the extraordinary world, five men stood neatly behind this guy who somehow became gentle and gentle, holding swords and axes, entangled He stared at the fire dragon, and then followed the young man's movements, looking at them in unison, with a blank expression on his face and a gloomy gaze.

Everyone swallowed.

Qi Qi took a step back.

He shook his head again.

no comment!

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In the records of later generations, this kind of thing is considered to be the beginning of the decline and split of the Sakurajima god system, with the fall of Gao Tianyuan as the symbolic node, and Wei Yuan, who occupies a prominent position in the historical world of the post-transcendent era, Not sure, when he finally vented his anger.

Nvjiao successfully sent the message to Jue in the museum.

"Soon it will be time for you and Yuan to meet for the first time. I remember five thousand years ago, it was about this time..."

The girl's eyes were full of joy.

Typing.

Because this did not violate the agreement with Wei Yuan at all, and she did not reveal any of Wei Yuan's secret plans, but because of this, it made her feel more interesting. After thinking about it, she typed the next two lines——

"Aren't you going to prepare a gift or something?"

"As a friend."

PS: Update 2-in-1 today...

I originally planned to write according to the previous style, but after thinking about it, I changed it a little and finished it in one go.

Today, the lock of the door lock cut off the place under the thumb and above the wrist. It hurts like hell.

It's so stupid, I feel so stupid (covering my face)