Demon’s Diary

And the reason why this happened was that the culprit was sometime in the heart of his Spiritual Sea an extra rice particle size thing, round, somewhat transparent, as if it were a small bubble, not at all eye-catching.

Liu Ming can swear that there was no such thing before in the Spirit Sea.

But this is the thing, and it was just after spinning wildly in his Spiritual Sea and swallowing up all his new strength, that calm was restored.

“Is this the cooling air that was previously drilled into it, or else it will never be explained? ”

Liu Ming forced a little panic in his heart to press it down, and his mind spinned quickly over and over again. Finally, he found a reasonable explanation.

But it doesn't look like anything like the evil spirits in the scriptures, or else he's going to be a little more alarmed.

Liu Ming even wiped the sweat beads on his forehead in the future, and rushed to enter the inner Dantian field once again, carefully observing the small bubbles in the Spiritual Sea.

This bubble looks bright and round and has unusual clarity inside, but it doesn't look like it just swallowed so much magic.

After all the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Liu Ming still didn't see anything useful from it.

And this object also remained still in his Spirit Sea, as if it were a dead thing.

Liu Ming couldn't help but hesitated, but when his mind turned again, he bit his teeth again, and immediately the power of control gently touched the bubble surface, wanting to see if he could get inside to check it out.

“Bang" sounded.

At the moment when the bubble touched the power of his spirit, it broke apart like a mirror.

When Liu Ming was shocked and had not yet come and reacted, he only felt a thunderous noise in his ears, his head sinking, his eyes black, and the whole person was in a strange gray space.

“This is…”

Liu Ming saw this natural shock, his eyes swept four times, only to see the surrounding Heran was full of gray fog wall, the entire visible space, that is, the appearance of the size of fourteen or five diameters.

He lowered his head again, and the sky and the ground were also gray fog, but only five or six feet tall.

Liu Ming only realized that his heart was pounding for a short time. After a while, he calmed himself down and began to think about the whole process of appearing here.

There is no doubt that I will come here solely because I touched that bubbly thing in the Spirit Sea.

But what the bubble bottom is, how can you immediately send yourself into this strange space with no sign of rupture, which is really hard to understand.

Looking at this space as dead air, it doesn't look like there are other living beings, but more like a cell for a prisoner.

Liu Ming's face was still clear for a while, and he still didn't reach a very reliable conclusion, even after a few shouts, and any other abnormalities appeared.

He leaned over his heart and carefully stretched out a palm, slowly touching the fog under his feet.

Without entering the fog deep enough, the palm was blocked by an invisible barrier that was firmly modeled on the ground.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed. After standing up, he read a few words in his mouth, inhaled deeply and flushed another mouth below.

“Phew,"

A wind rolled out of his mouth and hit the fog wall below.

something incredible happened!

The moment the seemingly fierce wind touched the fog, silently disappeared into it, and there was no trace.

Liu Ming's complexion slightly changed, single-handedly pinched, and the sound of the spell in his mouth changed.

After two "pounding” sounds, the two seemingly sharp blue wind blades came out of their hands continuously lasered, but once they were cut into the fog below, there was no reaction to the similarly bizarre flash.

Liu Ming's face turned slightly blue, but he was unwilling to swap under several other learned spell attacks such as fire bombardment.

But the results are all the same.

This looks like ordinary grey fog that can absorb all spell attacks directly.

Liu Ming finally stopped the attack, but after a moment of silence in situ, he single-handedly pinched, and there was also a cloud of grey clouds under his feet, and slowly flew up toward the top, but once he left the ground counting around, he stopped again.

He stretched out his hands without getting into the fog and started checking the fog wall a little bit.

Half a day later, he sighed and fell out of the air, apparently to nothing.

Liu Ming then walked to one side without hesitation. One arm shook and lit up the tiger bite ring on his wrist. Five fingers against the fog wall.

“Tiger roar”

When the silk gas appeared in Liu Ming's body, his mouth shouted loudly

A yellow halo erupted immediately from the copper ring on the wrist, a blurred tiger head appeared, a white sound wave immediately swept away from the fog wall.

“Pfft”.

White sound waves disappear again without a trace, except after slightly shaking the fog surface.

Liu Ming's face looked really ugly after seeing that his strongest attack method was also ineffective.

Now, isn't he really stuck here alive?

Worse still, he didn't have a lot of valley dancing on him, and he was supposed to be collecting a new share in half a month.

As for drinking water, it's a good solution, and you can gather together any condensation technique you want.

Over the next three days, Liu Ming naturally wouldn't be willing to die, almost checked every inch of the space, exhausted all the means he knew, but still couldn't help but take the surrounding fog wall.

At this point, he also had no choice but to admit that he had no choice but to wait while his face sat on his knees at the centre of the space.

But being alone in such a narrow space, even knowing that you are slowly waiting to die, is an absolute test of the human mind.

Liu Ming sat like this for half a day, and could only begin to pinch and practice with a bitter smile.

But something astonishing happened to him.

Without a trace of increase in magic in the Linghai, no matter how he provokes Tuna, how the external heavenly and earth forces converge within him.

As for the bubble that had originally appeared in the Spiritual Sea, there was no trace of it.

Liu Ming was horrified, but a little more depressed.

Since magic cannot be increased, it is naturally pointless to continue cultivating the bones.

He was helpless and could only start slowly practicing several spells such as fire bombardment, water arrow technique, etc.

Time passed by a little bit, and it looked like seven or eight days had passed by in an instant.

There was no sunrise and sunset here, and he was able to accurately judge the time thanks to carrying a small bronze hourglass that made rough.

This hourglass was specially made by him on Murder Island in that year, and the fine sand in it was particularly slow to drift off. It took enough time to completely empty the hourglass while drifting sand.

Because of some feelings for him, that's why he stayed with me. I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

But a few more days later, Liu Ming discovered one more thing.

After such a long time, he never felt hungry or thirsty.

The matter, though somewhat unimaginable, was something to be thankful for him.

In doing so, he finally doesn't have to worry about starving to death here in a short time.

Temporarily relieved the worries, but couldn't leave here Liu Ming, why not just concentrate on practicing in space?

In the meantime, every day he marks a wooden box cover with a sharp edge so that he can accurately remember the time he spent.

Instead of wasting time to do other things, he practiced the rest of the spells in three or four months with a gift supplement.

In the next time, Liu Ming focused on cultivating Wind Blade, the fastest attack spell in all basic spells.

Otherwise, he would have been a little crazy to be alone in this dreary environment.

One month, two months, three months, six months passed in a hurry.

On this day, Liu Ming woke up from the setting, feeling that he had restored the spirit of consuming the sky the previous few days, and then the spells came together, his hands pinched, and at the same time Qi Yang Zhi.

After a few noises, the six green wind blades burst out continuously, and the unified flash did not go into the fog in front.

“Within 10 breaths, six wind blades have been emitted, which should be a big wind blade technique.” Liu Ming witnessed the scene and muttered to himself.

But the next moment, his hands came together, and a burst of spells appeared in his mouth.

One by one, a bright wind blade three or four times bigger than the previous one emerged slowly, but when it gathered in half, a bang suddenly came, and the giant wind blade turned into a little bit of light dissipated.

Liu Ming saw the situation, brows slightly wrinkled.

This means of bringing together several wind blade forces at the same time is an idea that naturally emerged after he released the wind blade a certain amount of time ago.

But if you really want to achieve it, on the one hand, you need enough power, and on the other hand, you need to be more skilled at releasing the blade.

Liu Mingxin thought like this, while the habitual hand pinch again, he must continue to practice the wind blade technique.

But just then, he suddenly heard two "buzzing” sounds, his head sinking, his eyes couldn't help closing, and then opened, the whole person appeared in a sunny cabin.

He sat on a piece of futon with his hands pinched and the whole person motionless.

“This is…”

This time, Liu Ming really stuck.

The house, and the environment in which the Four Boats are familiar, is the cultivation house that he disappeared six months ago.

How dare he just come back here?

Liu Ming only felt a blank in his mind, his eyes slowly swept around him unconsciously, and he couldn't think of anything more for a moment.

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