Demon’s Diary

“How dare you say that. If I hadn't found that rat demon killing all over the border between you and me, and hunting it all the way here, I wouldn't know how much trouble it would have caused the Great Xuan Nation to cultivate the world. Without listening to Hindo's last words of thanks, he was actually going to get into trouble with me first. Did Brother Hindo really think he could rely on the old to sell, or was he going to do it with me without waiting for the Sendai meeting?” As soon as Ye Tianmei heard this, Dai Mei stood up upside down and looked a little angry.

“Don't let the fairy get angry, I can't stand the old legs of my old arm. But with the fairy training a successful flying sword technique against a district rat demon, it would still let him run all the way to the front of our barbarian zongshan gate, isn't that too much to say.” The old man in the grey robe seemed frightened and even waved his hand, but said with a straight face.

“What do you know? This rat demon, who doesn't know where to run from, has cultivated to the stage of condensation, and is only one step away from the crystallization realm like you and me. I couldn't have gotten it so easily if this demon was not very sober and seemed to be in some kind of madness where he could only use his instincts.” Ye Tianmei echoed coldly.

“What, a demon beast with a big condensate phase. Fairies aren't kidding. Rat demons are the lowest order demons, and how can they be cultivated?” The old man in the grey robe was shocked when he heard the words.

“You think I'm lying. Well, well, look what it is!” Ye Tianmei snorted lightly, flipping one hand at a time, and the yellow bowl immediately appeared in his hand.

The woman gently patted her hand under the bowl and immediately jumped out of it a black bean-sized chip and gently bounced it with a jade finger.

“Bang” sound!

The chip instantly turned into a black glowing punch grey robe for the elderly to laser out, but nothing worse than a strong bow and hard crossbow.

The old man glanced at his eyes and his figure didn't move for a moment, but the strange wind went down in front of him, suddenly stretching out a ghost claw all over the green scale and grabbing the chip dead.

“Looks like Yokoto hasn't been idle in years. I'm afraid your green-haired iron corpse is about to evolve into a silver corpse. ”

Ye Tianmei saw this situation, her pupils slightly shrunk and asked coldly.

“Oh, fairy jokes. Iron corpses need to be advanced to silver corpses. If you don't know how much resources it will cost, how can you do this? ”

The old man in the grey robe said with a chuckle. He didn't panic and grabbed the black chip from the ghost and checked it carefully.

Ye Tianmei snorted and smiled slightly, but asked nothing more.

After a moment, the old grey robe changed his face, and after gently sniffing the chip down his nose, his face became a bit uglier.

“It is the demon of the condensation phase, and from the smell of its true metallic debris, it is also the demon of rats. That's strange. Is this rat demon a mutated, advanced demon? ”

“That's what I thought, but for the sake of seeing them together, I'm going to show them to my teacher again.” Ye Tianmei slowly echoed.

“The Cold Moon Master said too, naturally there is no problem. In her experience, it would give a better explanation.” The old man in the grey robe heard the word "cold moon” and his face changed immediately, but immediately recovered with a slight cough.

“Yando feels that there is no problem. If he wants to come, he won't blame me for what happened in front of Guizongshan Gate. In that case, I'll leave. See you again, it should be Sendai meeting day.” Ye Tianmei replied faintly, a roll of surface silver light, once again turned into a light ball broken and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The old man in grey robes did not stop him, but rather frowned when the woman in the palace went far away.

At this moment, suddenly the mountains beneath fluctuated together, and another person managed to fly in the air of a dark cloud.

“Master! This is the only senior Ip who has built the flying magic of the sword.” As soon as this man flew to the old man in the grey robe, he asked respectfully.

Looking at his fat face, Heran is the “Uncle Nguyen" who should be guarding in the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion.

“Well, good, that's her. This girl has only been gone for a few years. She walked further along with the sword repair. I'm afraid even her sister, Master Cold Moon, is probably not his opponent anymore.” The old man in the grey robe sighed softly.

“However, the green-haired iron corpse of the master is about to advance. When the real advance reaches the silver corpse of the flying sky, even if the other party's flying sword is stronger, there should be no fear.” Uncle Nguyen replied with a smile.

“Although this iron corpse of mine is only one last step away, as I said, it is not so advanced that I do not know how much effort it will take.” The grey robe old man shook his head.

“With the strength of respect, the iron corpse is only a matter of time. There are no other problems.” Uncle Nguyen said so.

“I hope so. By the way, I've heard of another disciple who practiced your medullary execution who died the other day when he hit the realm of spiritualists. Don't you still have a heart for this?” The old man in the grey robe nodded and suddenly his face slammed up.

“Brother in charge told me again.” Uncle Nguyen's complexion slightly changed.

“Hmm, why tell your brother exclusively? Once there are three spiritual disciples able to advance to the post-spiritual stage, and the Impact Spiritualist fails, can there be any other reason besides practicing your privately taught medulla killings? I didn't tell you about this, although it was a relic of Grandmaster Grandpa, and the message had a lot of history. But his elderly family also got only half of it, and it took a lot of effort to translate the first three layers of the recipe, which only allowed people to successfully cultivate into the later stages of the spiritual disciple. Though you yourself have also carefully studied the Green Pluto language, how can you compare with Grandpa's ability to translate the fourth level of tactics without permission is definitely incorrect in some aspects, otherwise how can none of these cultivation disciples impact the success of the realm of spiritual master. Do you have any idea how much the reputation of this project will be affected once it gets out?” The old man in the grey robe hummed and a little chill appeared on his face.

“Master, the disciples are unhappy. I didn't know how much effort I had put into translating the fourth layer of meditation, even delayed the practice, and deliberately locked myself in Tibetan Sutra for years. As long as there are disciples who can truly fix the fourth layer of underworld bone, and successfully advance the realm of spiritualists, the disciples of the three spiritual veins will be of great use, and many spiritualists can be born from them, so that the strength of this section can be increased dramatically.” Uncle Nguyen had a heart attack, but he was anxious to explain it.

“I don't know how many times I've heard these words, otherwise I wouldn't have tolerated them. But this is the seventh disciple to have died as a result of the suicide bombing. Although the excuse is easy to find and only the three of us know the real reason, I'm afraid it has caught the attention of some thoughtful people. Otherwise, your elder brother wouldn't have told me about it. Okay, no more talking. This is the end of the cul-de-sac thing. From now on, you are not allowed to pass it on to the disciples of the sect without permission. Otherwise, don't blame me me for not studying the teacher's affair.” The old grey robe shouted loudly.

“Yes, now that the teacher has his life, the disciple will not dare to teach the decision to the disciple of Zongney in the future. Still practicing this deciding disciple, there are two more. What are they going to do?” Uncle Nguyen's heart trembled and bowed in panic.

“As long as you know the weight of it, let the two who have been taught die for themselves. Well, you get up and go back to Tibet. I'm going back to solitary confinement. Don't tell anyone about me coming out.” The old man in the grey robe slowed down and said a few more words.

“Yes, Master. Then the disciple quit first.” When Uncle Nguyen got up, after another gift, he drove the cloud in the direction of the barbarian ghost sect.

The old man in the grey robe stayed where he was and thought quietly for a while, then a moment hey hey cold laugh, also turned into a grey air of broken skies flew away.

……

Liu Ming's eyebrows frowned and looked at a black wooden box in his hand

Little half of the wooden box doesn't even show the flesh residue of the original face, most of which is mixed with some dirt, and the largest of these is just a tiny piece of gray flesh with a dozen straight green hairs.

And these, it took him half an hour to collect all the flesh and blood from the thick forest.

From this, you can see how powerful the silver flying sword was previously inspired by the woman in the palace!

Once again, Liu Ming's head shook as she flashed through the cold and unrivalled face. Once the wooden box was closed, she had to empty the cloud to go.

But at this point, suddenly, he had a slight chill in the ground beneath his feet, and then a slight chill in his heart, as if something slender had burst into his body.

Liu Ming was naturally shocked, hurried to pinch his hands, sinking his mind into the body, and searched for a fast inner vision.

Legs, Dantian, Body, Arms, Skull...

He searched quickly and had no physical appearance.

Liu Ming's forehead was a little sweaty and suddenly raised his hand to remove the foot shoe. He saw that the sole was intact and that it was not inappropriate to check the dirt near his feet again.

Was it really just my illusion?

Liu Ming's face was a little shady and uncertain. After sweeping his eyes around him again, he felt like there was a strange smell in the surrounding bushes. He didn't realize that he was slightly cold behind his back.

After he stamped his feet, he finally stood up without hesitation. After a short identification of the direction, he flew all the way to the barbarian ghost Zongshanmen.

The flight lasted more than an hour before finally returning to the original location of Shitao Mountain.

As soon as the other side approached this mountain, which had turned into a pile of rocks, it suddenly vacated four gray clouds from the nearby dense forest and left. Heran was standing on the top of the cloud, Wu Shi Sister and four others.

“Brother Bai, you are finally back. ”

“Nothing happened to you, what happened before, you were captured by the senior who appeared before? ”

……

At first sight, Liao Ming, Mu Xianyun and others asked with great joy.

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