Chapter 931 Primal Sky Demon

Gentle tone, rotating cause and effect.

It seems that the whole world is under pressure.

Completely block the old man's way forward.

Even though he has experienced six thousand years of fear and panic, he still has enough tenacious willpower, and has the calmness left over from the great sorrow and joy. He stopped suddenly, his eyes widened, and he saw the Taoist in front of him. His black hair is mixed with white, his expression is gentle, and he holds a sword at his waist.

The eyes are light and elegant, but their location seems to be the core of everything!

The old man raised his footsteps, unable to fall at all.

Because he has already rehearsed, no matter what choice he makes, whether he is fighting for life, going crazy, hiding from the ground, or running around in the form of turbid air, countless choices, countless fates, countless causes and effects all converge on a little.

And Taoists live above it.

The cause of all effects, the end of all effects!

The convergence of everything.

If I see you.

You can't escape!

The old man was terrified. The shadows and tortures of the six thousand years came from Fuxi who appeared every once in a while. Even, even in these six thousand years, he wondered whether he was just facing A Fuxi.

Because there are too many, too many.

Young Fuxi, young Fuxi, middle-aged Fuxi.

Fuxi in various shapes.

The only thing they have in common is horror, evil, twist, and madness!

That seal seems to have pulled Fuxi from all timelines over!

It's like stabbing Fuxi's lair!

In a closed place, put in a normal top ten peak and an unknown number of types of Fuxi, even if those Fuxi rarely appear at the same time, it is too scary.

Let him be tortured, the dignified ten peaks of turbidity who are in charge of the principle of burial of all things, death and life, have been tortured out of psychological shadows, like a frightened bird, stepping back, eyes vigilant and terrified, not daring to move forward, and then Just at this time.

The old man suddenly noticed that this Taoist had a gentle face and a deep temperament.

The cause and effect around him are endlessly entangled, but it is full of a sense of destruction and destruction.

Seeing the cause and effect that should have been pure streamers like the morning sun, when they gather around him, they will be stained with a layer of heavy and gloomy ink-colored turbidity. It is not the beginning of all things, the cause of all effects, but more Like the end of all fruits, the annihilation of all things!

It is the fruit of the turbid air path!

It is the body of turbid qigong!

It is the top ten newly born pinnacles in the troubled times!

The old man opened his mouth, and suddenly laughed loudly, the joy in his chest almost soared to the sky, sure enough, sure enough, Zhuoshi did not give up on him, Zhuoshi also noticed where he was, Zhuoshi, Zhuoshi's great lord also made this new The top ten peaks came to greet themselves!

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand and grasped the Taoist's arm, and shook it vigorously!

"You finally came!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wei Yuan: "???"

The smile couldn't hold back a little.

Wait a minute, I said I've been waiting for you for a long time, don't repeat what I said.

This would make my words appear inappropriate.

And, you look like an old guy with a brain problem.

Um? Is this... non-hostile and defenseless?

Tu Shanyuan pondered.

Tu Shanyuan was thoughtful.

He looked at his body exuding a strong turbid energy, and that his own body of Qingshi had just begun to weave, and it almost didn't exist at all. From the outside, he almost looked like a standard Ten troubled times.

Tu Shanyuan suddenly realized.

At this moment, the old man turned around, ran to the bottom of the rock wall, and picked up his severed hand.

After all, it was the congenital gossip set up by Fuxi, and after that, the earth's virtues carried things, the force of gravitational circulation cut off the palm, and blocked the connection with heavenly secrets. The old man failed to regenerate his severed hand. Put your original hand on it.

Innate gods and demons are immortal, even if the palm was cut off for more than six thousand years.

It’s still the same as before. If you look faintly, the skin is as crystal clear as jade, and the cut is still flowing with blood. The blood is ink-colored, and complements the muscles and bones. There is a tendency to become mad, and the flesh and blood collapse into a demon.

The old man picked up his palm and wiped the cut.

Then he pressed it directly on his wrist and moved it, as flexible as ever.

Wei Yuan looked at the old man's unguarded back.

Do you want to give him a shot at this time?

Great Tang Sword Qi!

of course not.

Under the current situation, it seems a bit of a loss to kill him so simply. Of course, it is necessary to take advantage of the fact that the other party has just come out of the six-thousand-year seal, and his sanity will inevitably be affected. In this troubled world, it is easy to create a set of information about cause and effect and Taoism.

Cause and effect in troubled times, what a merciful and benevolent person.

thank you.

The corner of the Taoist's mouth curled up into a smile very similar to a certain scumbag.

The old man is flexing his wrist.

I don't know why, but I just felt a sudden chill rising from behind, Quan Sheng was stiff, his scalp was numb, and he instinctively screamed: "Fu, Fuxi!!!" Then he turned around abruptly, stumbled back, I almost forgot that there is a formation behind it.

It is the purgatory that I finally broke free and escaped from.

There seemed to be a man with a warm smile and cold dark golden vertical pupils before his eyes.

Wei Yuan was startled, and subconsciously turned his head, but didn't see that guy.

Then he took half a step forward, stepping on cause and effect, turning the sky, stretching out his hand at random, and clasping the old man's wrist, resisting the backhand to pull closer, and slashing forward with the big ax in his left hand, or even carrying a Not Zhou Shanda's impulse to force Dou 2.0, the Taoist smiled gently:

"Where is Fuxi?"

"You, you are Fuxi, right?"

"Ah, hahaha, you, don't think you can fool the old man again!"

"How many times do you think I've been tricked by you!"

The old man suddenly went mad, his eyes protruded, bloodshot inside filled his body, his hands and feet danced wildly, and a terrifying scene of cycle of life and death unfolded around him, his white hair fluttered and vibrated in the air like withered grass, like sadness and joy,

"Hahahaha, here, here is not the real exit, right!"

"Fuxi, the front is a dead end, and the back is life!"

"Don't try to lie to me!"

The old man's voice panicked and roared angrily, and he took the initiative to retreat towards the dead end behind him.

What he said made Wei Yuan feel chills running down his back.

Fuxi, what did he do to him...

There is life ahead, jumping down and finding a dead end? Thought he had seen through Fuxi, but instead he was in the game? Or seeing someone come to save him, he ran all the way with great sorrow and joy, and finally came out after going through all kinds of hardships, only to find that beside the campfire, the person who saved him was smiling, wearing a blue shirt and eyes. It is dark golden vertical pupil.

Fuxi is smiling at you.JPG.

Wow, just thinking about it makes me feel hairy.

An impulse suddenly flashed in Wei Yuan's mind.

If I now turn into Fuxi with the method of transforming into a fetus, put on a green shirt, hold the old man, and smile at him again, will he have a nervous breakdown, go completely crazy, and then hit him head-on again without looking back? Enter the seal of Hun Tian, ​​and dare not come out again?

Wei Yuan calmly suppressed his impulse.

No, no, no, you can't be a fun person.

Only Fuxi would do such a trivial thing.

He watched the old man still struggling crazily, thought for a while, and with a flick of his sleeves, all the light and luster around him was swallowed up, and then a black flag appeared in his hand, mysterious and deep, as if it had collected everything in the world and swallowed it. Do clear and turbid common people.

It is the top treasure of the troubled times, an innate thing, the black and black flag of the troubled times.

Wei Yuan just swept away.

Xuanhei Banner covered the sky, earth, sun, moon and stars.

It's just that this side hall was taken away.

The turbid air overflowed, surged and tossed, Wei Yuan frowned slightly, Zhenling didn't like the feeling of this breath, but on the contrary, his body felt very comfortable.

This is the integrity of the tongue?

After all, it is the Dao Fruit of the troubled times and the merit body based on the Dao Fruit of the Chaotic Times.

Wei Yuan laughed at himself.

Then he looked at the old man with a gentle smile. The latter stayed in the place full of turbidity, dazed, and gradually calmed down, crying loudly, as if finally he could completely let go of his heart without any worries.

The Taoist in front of him smiled gently, with black-haired wooden hairpin with white hair mixed in, elegant and handsome, with aloof temperament, said: "How, can you trust my identity this time?"

The old man cried for a long time, before he stabilized his mind, he cupped his hands and said, "I made your Excellency laugh."

"It's really that Fuxi..."

The Taoist nodded and said with a smile, "Scum!"

The old man froze.

I saw the Taoist in front of me keep describing that Fuxi with gentle and vicious descriptions.

In the end, he added without changing his expression: "It's just an ultimate mixture of human scum and snake scum, neither the advantages of humans nor snakes are in the slightest, fellow daoist, you have worked hard..."

Spraying Fuxi, Wei Yuan felt that he was a professional.

And of course, justifiably.

Hearing the Taoist cursing Fuxi in front of him, the old man was completely at ease, and said: "By the way, are you a newcomer to the top ten peaks? I don't know what the corresponding power is? How do you call it? Your Excellency thinks so much of you. This treasure is all for you to use."

Dazun?

... the strongest in troubled times? Sure enough, there are opponents of this level.

Otherwise, with Di Jun's personality, he would have already entered the troubled times and promoted the top ten peaks of the troubled times, well, but we need to be suspicious, after all, he is not a fun person, and entering the troubled times alone is at risk of falling.

Great Lord of the Chaotic World...

Why was Houtu ambushed here back then.

The mystery of Emperor Wa's disappearance for the first time, and what the troubled times did to the sea in the middle of the sky.

Questions flashed across Wei Yuan's mind. Looking at the unsuspecting old man in front of him, knowing that he had found a unique and perfect opportunity, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied with a free and easy smile, "I'm in charge of cause and effect."

"It's rather weak."

"Not good at conquering."

"Name...primitive."

The old man said: "Yuan? Is it the beginning of one yuan?"

"No……"

The Taoist lowered his eyes, the Xuanhei Zhuoshi flag moved slightly, and his smile was aroused bit by bit:

"It's the original, the original."

"Cause and effect in troubled times, primordial demon."

PS: Today's first update... 3,200 words

The titles of Yuanyuan and Tianmo came from the previous chapters, and Zhang Ruosu appeared out of ten demons and nine difficulties.

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