Demon’s Diary

Liu Ming saw the situation, his eyes glanced, did not fall from the air immediately, but circled around the ghost below for a while, then his sleeve shook, black cord directly off the laser, at the same time one hand pinched

After the black light flashed, the white bone scorpion was wrapped around more than seven or eight laps and strained to death.

Then Liu Ming flipped one hand, suddenly four more light yellow talismans, the power slightly poured into it, wrist shaking again.

“Pfft” shouted, but only one laser turned into a colored symbol. After a flash, it clearly appeared just above the white bone scorpion skull, as if it were directly inscribed on it.

After a slight tremor, the white bone scorpion remained still.

“This traitor!” Liu Ming saw the situation, but his mouth twitched and his stomach slandered.

The selling disciple. Clapping his chest gives him assurance that all of these symbols work, but it also goes for a purpose.

Luckily, he bought a few more, otherwise he would be in big trouble now.

After all this, however, he also seemed to finally feel relieved, single-handedly pinching, prompting the drop of the gray cloud, falling far away from the white bone scorpion, and walking past.

Suddenly, the silver compass he had been holding in his hand made a "buzzing” sound.

Liu Ming stirred in motion, but the next moment the other contracted in his sleeve palm suddenly popped out, his hand snapped a half-foot long green crossbow, on top of which were three reddish red crossbows already in good condition, and lightning blazing white bone scorpion lashed out in the sound of the sky.

“Boom” and "boom” sounds.

Three red crossbows struck the white bone scorpion, one bouncing back and the other two bursting into flames.

This flame, unlike the usual firebomb technique used by Liu Ming, is definitely the color of white.

A strange cry!

The white bone scorpion, which seemed to have been stiff, struggled desperately in the flames, while its black hook tail moved only slightly, and then turned into a black line of oscillating laser.

At this time, however, Liu Ming had already activated the Samsung Shield, and the black line flashed on the light shield. Just two steps backwards to hit his body, he could only recover it for nothing.

Liu Ming saw the situation and was not surprised.

He used little force to maintain the light shield in front of him, while taking out three red arrows from the compass and flying fast on the blue crossbow, and shook them out again.

This time, only one red crossbow burst open.

Liu Mingxing's belly defamed another sentence, but his hand kept moving, and continued to take out the crossbow arrow to attack the white bone scorpion.

When he finally used up all fifteen sunshot arrows in his hand, and the white bone scorpion flashed silver on his head, he finally became truly immobile, and even the two flames of green in his orbit became dark.

However, some traces of fracture appeared apparently not to be slightly damaged when the soul cord that had been tied to it appeared.

Liu Ming's complexion slightly changed. I didn't expect the white bone scorpion to have fallen to such a level, leaving such a staggering force.

But that's fine, after exhausting the last power of the white scorpion, his hope of subjugating the ghost is more than two points.

Liu Mingxin thought so, put away the light shield, single-handedly punched the white bone scorpion void and grabbed it.

But one end of the refinery cord suddenly ejected, accurately falling into its palm.

After Liu Ming mentioned it, he read the words in his mouth and carried out the emptying technique again.

This time, he flew just a few miles and landed in the middle of two hills looking for a more hidden place.

With his current powers, it is simply impossible to fly too far, and when the power lamp runs out of oil and one means is exhausted, and when other ghosts are encountered, it is probably only physical.

Liu Ming hurriedly removed the black gourd and immediately began to sit on the knee after drawing a light yellow circle around herself and the white bone scorpion.

This time he consumed more power than the last time he encountered the ghost bees fleeing, so he sat down, surrounded by heaven and earth Yuan Qi and silk Yin Qi suddenly poured into his body.

For a moment, Liu Mingxin was immersed in the setting.

Just a little bit later.

After a long time, when he opened his dual purpose again, his body's powers had fully recovered.

Liu Ming stood up, moved his hands and feet and glanced at the white bone scorpion in the other circle.

This ghost is still tied to a solid end and does not appear to have had any struggling behavior during its period of entry.

Of course, this white bone scorpion really doesn't have the slightest resistance anymore, and the green flame in its eyes is even darker if not more so.

Without further delay, Liu Ming took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and used a kind of stinging black blood in it to draw a larger circle nearby, single-handedly strangling the ghost a little emptiness.

After a slight flash of black cord, one end suddenly became elongated, and after a dozen more wraps, the white bone scorpion pulled off the black tail hook along with the body bundle.

In this way, Liu Ming safely walked to the front of the scorpion and sat down on the disc knee.

Together!

Liu Ming's black gas rolled up, while a gray symbol emerged from his skin and continued to flow alive.

As soon as his arm was lifted, both hands pressed simultaneously against the skull of the bone scorpion.

Suddenly all the gray runes gushed out like sweet food and disappeared into the skull of a bone scorpion.

After a slight tremor, the white bone scorpion finally struggled again, but in its present situation, this resistance is naturally abnormal and almost negligible.

But even so, after a moment, Liu Ming's face didn't look very good.

This white bone scorpion deserves to be a fierce ghost. Even in such a debilitating situation, God desperately resists the deterrent power of his psychic technique, refuses to yield to others in the slightest, and this resistance is becoming stronger and stronger.

Under the shock of Liu Ming, it was just a repeated technique of constant activation of psychic energy.

Since this white scorpion god is so powerful, he doesn't have to worry too much about making his head explode like a few low-ranking ghosts in front of him, but he can also let go of some hands and feet.

In the blink of an eye, a cup of tea passed by.

Infinite gray symbols emerge from Liu Ming, and the power of resistance from the White Bone Scorpion God is also abnormal and shows no signs of attenuation.

In both cases, a period of impasse has emerged.

Liu Ming is not in a hurry at this time. With this abundance of power in the body, even if there is no problem for most of the day to trigger psychic surgery, he can weaken the will of this ghost a little bit.

Just when he had a bamboo in his heart, his body suddenly trembled and his face became terrified.

Almost at the same time, his body power boiled up, and the Spiritual Sea was spinning wildly, suddenly a grain-sized crystalline bubble appeared.

As soon as this bubble appeared, it flashed slightly, as if the madness of a black hole devoured the power of the spirit.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Ming's internal powers dropped in a straight line.

This very familiar mutation naturally caused Liu Ming's near-soul to scatter, hurrying his arm to move, he wanted to harvest his hands from the white bone skull to cope with the situation.

But after suddenly swinging twice, he suddenly discovered that his hands did not know when to produce a strange suction, making it impossible for the ten fingers to leave the white bone scorpion head.

That made him even more shocked.

After all, however, his mind was unusual, and after several more attempts to escape the white bone scorpion, he simply left his hands behind, only to sink his mind into the body and begin to calm the boiling force in the body as much as possible, so that the strange bubble swallowing speed could be slowed down slightly.

Half an hour goes by!

His surface black gas has left a thin layer, and only about one-tenth of his body's magic is left, but the bubble swallowing in the Linghai still hasn't slowed down, which is clearly much faster than the last time he swallowed.

This time, he really panicked.

You know, by now, Liu Ming has been devoured more than the last time.

Unfortunately, although he knew the situation was bad, there was no way to stop it from decreasing and he could only watch the last bit of magic in his body be swallowed up.

Subsequently, Liu Ming's body suddenly shrunk, feeling that something had quickly peeled out of her body and had been swallowed up by bubbles as a stream of heat.

But almost at the same time, his fingers trembled slightly, sending the same unknown heat stream from the white bone scorpion.

In this way, the heat flow in Liu Ming's body is devoured at a much slower rate.

At this time, however, the white bone scorpion, which did not move, suddenly sounded like a dying strange sound. If the green flame in the orbit had already burst out, at the same time, an inky green mist was also ejected from its back. After dripping away, it turned into a blurry blurry green head image.

As soon as the ghost side appeared, it was just a silent mouth. The yin air in the nearby sky suddenly burst wildly and poured desperately into the bone scorpion.

Liu Ming saw the situation beside him and jumped, but the next moment he felt another kind of icy energy coming from the white bone scorpion and quickly disappearing into the bubble.

As soon as the third energy side appeared, Liu Ming and the exfoliated heat flow in the bone scorpion became slower, even without the sensation of the mind, it was not easy to detect.

Liu Mingxin was very disturbed, and 120 minutes hoped that the situation would soon end.

Conversely, bubble swallowing remains undiminished.

White bone scorpions are absorbing pubic gas faster and faster, and the pubic gas coming from all sides is also increasing, forming a giant light black fog ball even nearby.

Liu Ming can even feel the cold silk coming from the dark mist, but there is no way to do it.

Just a little over time later, after an hour later, the bubbles in his body finally stopped swallowing.

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