Demon’s Diary

“The Nightmare Body has incredible power when it comes to group warfare and coping with a similar opponent. From this point of view, as long as the child can successfully open the Spirit Sea, even if the training is slow, even the spiritual pill will be used to improve it to hard-boiled.” The master of the barbarian sect persisted.

“Yeah, the kid is really very important for the future, maybe one of the biggest dependencies of this and several other fights. But this time, the world's disciples, apart from the guy named Thunder Tremor, have some eyes, and others are as invisible as ever. Even if a few crooked dates are barely spiritual, I'm afraid most of them are the lowest qualified spirituals like the Three Spirits. There is no hope for advanced spiritualists in this life. If none of the three scattered disciples can strike the Spiritual Sea successfully, and no other satisfactory seedlings can be found from other disciples, I'm afraid Brother Kei will return disappointed.” Master Lin nodded first, then suddenly the topic changed.

“According to past practice, at least a third of the disciples in bulk can become spirituals. Brother Gui should not be so unlucky that it may be possible for all three disciples to succeed. I disagree with you when you say that other disciples in the world are unwieldy.” After a moment of silence, the Master of the Barbarian Sect shook his head and said.

“What, did Little Sister look away, there are other good qualities among the disciples! No, even if I didn't see it, how could Brother Kei look away?” Master Lin sniffed the rumor, it was just a shock.

“I don't know about anybody else, but this kid should mean something.” The Master of the Barbarian Sect smiled slightly, suddenly a finger emptied in front of him to draw a circle. When the light flashed in the circle, it turned into a clear mirror, and a teenager in a gown appeared inside.

The teenager is looking up at a dry spiritualist in the air, his eyes slightly flashed, Heran is Liu Ming.

“This little guy? Doesn't look special, does he have the mythological phantoms!” Master Lin looked at Liu Ming in the light for a while and asked softly.

“I don't know if he's a phantom, but this little guy should be more powerful in spirit than most people.” The Master of the Barbarian Sect did not hesitate to say.

“Oh, how did Master Palm know?” Master Lin was naturally curious when she heard the words.

“It's simple, when Cobalt's child's nightmare body didn't spill unexpectedly, only this little guy was unaffected in the slightest, and he was able to control himself from seeing Cobalt again. Tsk, the power of self-control alone is enough to compliment you.” Master of the Barbarian Sect replied with a slight smile.

“So that's how it is. So this little guy is really worth looking forward to.” Master Lin was a little sudden.

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Liu Ming naturally did not know that he had somehow fallen into the eyes of the two spiritualists because of the matter of the demonic maiden.

Now he, focusing on the feelings of God, has been surrounded by all the anomalies in the void since the excitement of the Formation in the square.

As soon as he ran the anonymous technique, the internal force of the body was stimulated almost half way faster than before, and lifted his arm slightly, and he could clearly sense a faint, almost faint, but it did exist.

Liu Ming's face flashed with a hint of surprise and looked at the silver array of eyes.

This incredible change can be felt outside the front lines, and once inside, it is believed that the effect will be absolutely even more incredible.

“The time has come to infuse spiritual fluid!” Ray's last name was Lingshi.

The voice just fell and dozens of spiritualists flew out of the cloud at a pause around the high ground.

These barbarian spirits, all dressed in uniform black robes, each carrying a light green bottle, arrived at the edge of the Falun Front momentarily, while opening the cap and flashing the light with one hand towards the bottom of the bottle.

loud “poo" and “poo" sounds!

A stream of milky white spiritual fluid erupted from the mouth of the bottle, turning into dozens of white line lasers directly above the Fahrenheit, and then into white spots that do not hang at high altitude.

“This disciple will enter the Law Front at once!” The ‘Thunder Brother’ in the air drank again.

The spiritual disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect heard that the first platoon immediately rushed to the Falun Front and sat at a certain distance from each other on a disc knee at a position selected therein.

“Enough."

But when the number of people in the battle had just reached 100, a spiritual master in the air shouted in a low voice and shook down his sleeve.

Later, the barbarian disciples who wanted to enter immediately felt that there was an extra transparent air wall on the side of the legal front, and they were bounced back.

As soon as these disciples were in their hearts, they stood outside and waited.

And Liu Ming, these disciples of the world, without orders, could only stand in the same place with small eyes.

There is no resentment in their hearts. This opening ceremony was originally aimed mainly at their disciples. These people were put to the end, but there is nothing to complain about.

Some even want to take this opportunity to see how the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect hit the Spiritual Sea.

Though they have all said it from the elders of their families a number of times, it is different from witnessing the whole process for themselves, maybe after seeing it, they will have something to gain, so that they can be more confident when they are enlightened.

Liu Ming is even more unlikely to give up this only opportunity to understand the opening ceremony in advance, stare at a few specific targets in the center of the Falun Front, and not blink.

At this time, several spiritualists in the air saw that all the disciples in the firing squad had done their knees well, and when the shadow of the person shook for a while, they stood at a few specific positions above the battle, and began to recite words in the air with their own clasps, and at the same time, there was a terrible atmosphere of spiritual pressure all over their bodies.

After a little contact with these breaths, the disciples outside the Falun Front all retreated in shock, and several disoriented disciples, even pale and directly paralyzed, fell to the ground.

However, the disciples sitting on the ground in the battlefield seemed to be somewhat protected, ignoring the terror and being unaffected in the slightest, and some even curiously measured the actions of the aerial spiritualists.

Inspired by the magic trick, Lei's breath grew stronger and lifted an arm, slowly reaching out a finger.

After a groan, a drop of silver-white liquid popped out of his fingertips and flew straight into the white spots where the spiritual liquid dissolved in front of him.

The next moment, something astonishing happened.

The nearby dense and numb white light spot suddenly, after a tremor, comes in a psychic laser towards the silver liquid and quickly fuses together.

In the blink of an eye, a giant, one-person, milky white light mass formed silently at high altitude.

“Go”

Lei Lingshi handed the white light group a little farther away.

Immediately after a huge group of light fell like a meteor under remote control and sounded bored, it hit an unbeatable savage disciple sitting at the bottom.

The spiritual disciple, a teenager around the age of thirteen or fourteen, looked handsome, but the moment the white light group flashed, the "punch through” was pressed to the ground like a "big" shape.

It's like this white light group has an incredible amount of power.

More strangely, the white light group did not immediately disappear after pressing the juvenile, but under the control of the Lei Ling master, after a slight flash, the juvenile Xu Xu wrapped in it.

The most central drop of silver spiritual fluid, after flashing, strangely disappeared into the juvenile.

After taking a deep breath, the teenager on the ground suddenly shouted, before climbing slowly from the ground, and sat down with a slight restatement of his knee, and closed his eyes to work silently.

The same scene was performed elsewhere.

Other spiritualists similarly squeeze a drop of silver liquid from the body and then turn it into a giant mass of light falling from the sky, covering the disciples of the lower spiritual veins.

Most of the spiritual disciples, like the beginning teenagers, were directly overwhelmed and unable to move. Only a few particularly strong teenagers were able to hold on to this massive pressure and watch the light group swallow into their bodies.

When several spiritualists saw the appearance of these people, they nodded darkly and did not know for what purpose they had each written down the location of the disciples.

These spiritualists acted extremely quickly, and after a cup of tea, they condensed more than a hundred drops of silver and white liquid, leaving each disciple in the array in a luminous wrap.

At this time, Lei Lingshi stroked into his sleeve, pulled out a glowing token, and flung down the light array without saying anything.

groaned!

A thumb thick blue light column lashes down from the front of the token and flickers over a crystal stone that is not in the center of the matrix.

“Boom”!

After this crystal flashes, the white light flashes everywhere in the Fahrenheit, and several dairy white light columns rush to the sky.

The remaining white lights in the sky, after a bit of blurring, turned into blurry spiritual rain dancing down.

Even outside of the law array, Liu Ming can still feel the change in the void around her, her eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, the Lei Ling Master spoke in silence over the French Front:

“Several of us have used the power of Huiling Dahui to adjust the heavenly and earth energy in the array to the maximum thickness, while consuming a drop of liquefied true elements in our own bodies to give you the greatest reliance on impacting the Spiritual Sea. Now all you have to do is use external forces to help activate the internal force, one breath in the Dantian to condense your own spiritual sea, during which natural pain is immense, like a thousand knives. But next is life or death, fairy or van, it's up to you. Next, I will use the power of truth to guide you through the enlightenment process! ”

As soon as Lei finished saying this, he greeted the other spiritualists and took a golden book roll out of his sleeve and threw it in front of him.