Demon’s Diary

“When did you find me?” The cave entrance was shadowed and a dark shadow glistened, just like that dull man in the black robe.

Only at this time, he looked at the previous giant fireball burst, and then looked at Liu Ming. His face was full of unscrupulous divinity.

“Brother Sima hid well, but unfortunately the smell seemed uncontrolled for some time, slightly disturbed, otherwise how could Baek find out.” Liu Ming turned around and looked at the man in the black robe and said softly.

At the same time, the white bone scorpion also drilled out of the ground again, and the green flames of both eyes stared at the new and unexpected guests.

“I see, but I'm afraid whoever sees Brother Bai has such strength will be surprised. Not to mention this tough gh-guy, you yourself have the post-apostolic strength, and I'm afraid Windblade Firebomb II has condensed the surgical mark.” Simma said slowly.

“Surgery stamp? ”

The word was heard the second time by Liu Ming.

When he first learned of the name from the bee thief, he consulted some of the books, but did not see any relevant records.

“It is good that when all sorts of spells are cultivated to the great realm of success, the mark of spells can be condensed in the divine consciousness, and thus transformed into the power of divinity, once fully implemented, the power and the former heavens are completely different. Hey, the person who gave me the information actually said that you are a disciple of the Three Spirits, only the Spiritual Mid-Term Realm, with average strength. What a blind eye! As far as I know, it takes three or four years for a disciple to practise any of the wind blade firebomb two techniques, even if he wants to condense the two prints, even if he abandons other methods specifically to practise the words. And Bai can actually master it at the same time, see how talented the teacher brother is in the practice of law, it is far more than ordinary people can imagine.” Sima said coldly.

“What, someone let you trouble me?” Liu Ming's brow tip picked, but his face looked unexpected.

“Nice. I thought it was just a hands-on thing, but now that I know the true strength of Brother Bai, it's naturally a joke to speak to such a powerful enemy. Besides, I haven't beaten you at all right now, and I don't think I'm going to do that kind of boring thing anymore. But by the time Big Big Big Big Big, you and I meet again, I will definitely do my best, there will be no mercy.” After Simmation finished, his figure flashed behind him at the entrance to the cave, and he withdrew.

Liu Ming witnessed the scene, touched his chin with one hand and did not chase it.

The other party, like the bee thief he had slaughtered, was also a late spiritual, but he had a very dangerous aura that made him very concerned.

Never mind, the other party backs out of a difficult situation, he's also a smart person!

Though he heartily tested the true strength of the strong among his core disciples, if he was injured here, the real-life exercises behind him would not be possible. If you ever run into another lifetime, that's a real problem.

After Liu Ming thought about it so much, he also put out his intention to fight each other here.

At this time, the white bone scorpion climbed nearby for a while, picking up the obscene balls of the former human skeleton and a half foot long thin bone wrapped in light grey gas from somewhere, and rushed to Yao Ming's side.

“Eh, this spiritual bone is...” Liu Ming glanced and swept the spiritual bone caught by the bone scorpion, instantly in shock, single-handedly took it into his hand, put it in front of his eyes and carefully examined it.

“It turns out to be a century-old spiritual bone and seems to be of extremely high quality! Good, I'll give you this filthy ball.” After checking, Liu Ming got excited and found a wooden box in which he placed the truncated bone and carefully put it away.

The long-awaited bone scorpion, listening to Liu Ming, unnecessarily swallowed the new obscene balls into his stomach, then made a few proud whimpers.

The strength of this human skeleton ghost just now is one of the most powerful of all the tough bone ghosts that Liu Ming had encountered before. His filthy balls want to come to nourish the skull scorpion is certainly not insignificant. But then again, if you take this bead outside in exchange for a point of contribution, I'm afraid it's not impossible to trade it for hundreds of points of contribution.

Liu Ming shook his head and picked up the remaining piece of iron and half a truncated ax blade on the ground. After a quick look, he threw them all into a beast skin package.

These two things can withstand giant fireballs without melting away. Obviously they are not ordinary and should be able to sell some spirits and stones.

Just as Liu Ming mentioned that the package was going to continue, he suddenly thought of something and turned to the entrance to the cave that Simmation had just come out of.

“Pfft”.

A pale yellow talisman was affixed to the nearby stone wall and vanished into the stone.

Liu Ming saw this, and this reassured him that he had really left.

This induction symbol, although valuable, is a warning of spontaneous combustion when someone comes in through this entrance and the other one in Liu Ming's hand matches it.

In that way, he would return without worrying about Sima Tian, or someone else would follow him.

So, shortly afterwards.

Liu Ming stayed in Wan Bone Cave for three months in a row. The combined use of various spells and field experience grew at an alarming rate, and he was even more comfortable with the manipulation of the short sword spirit instrument.

In the meantime, he killed almost hundreds of tough bone spirits, not to mention graduates and other bone spirits, followed by a few extremely powerful spirits, even on the skeleton of the previous sidewalk.

Even one of the double-headed bone ghosts has evolved to the point that the ghost will only be one step away. Once he forced Liu Ming with white bone scorpion to escape through the third layer of the small half million bone cave, he had to take on several attack symbols and barely provoke the third restraint of the Short Sword Spiritual Device before finally killing the bone ghost.

But after this battle, he suffered a great deal of energy damage and took five or six days off before starting the later training.

However, in this battle, he discovered that he seemed to have regained some of his previous feelings of killing strong enemies on Murder Island. Later, when faced with other bone spirits, he began to incorporate the experience of fighting on the former island into the rear practice.

Shortly afterwards, his whole strength began to rejuvenate.

Three months later, one day, Liu Ming slowly walked out of the entrance hole dressed in a somewhat shabby dress with a huge animal skin wrapped around her.

His breath was astonishing, his eyes were filled with silk and cold, and the white bone scorpion that followed him also had a volatile green air. His body was about two points bigger than before.

Liu Ming lifted his head up and looked at the pride he had not seen in the sky for many days. His eyes closed and his eyes opened again after feeling the warmth of the silk on his body.

At this time, he had nothing in his eyes, and his breath was one of restraint and total dissipation.

With the gray clouds beneath him, the sky swept straight into the heart of the basin and flew away.

A few days later, a dragon-headed grey canoe rose in the air, and at the instigation of an old grey-haired man at the front end, he took a dry barbarian disciple and flew in the direction of the barbarian barbarian barbarian mountain gate.

Behind the canoe, Liu Ming stood upright at the stern of the boat, watching a white cloud flying away from the light screen and fading abnormally.

Elsewhere in the canoe, Sima looked far away at his back and his face was silent.

At the same time, the barbarian sect master stood there with his hands upside down in front of a secret chamber door where the blood of the barbarian sect was sectioned. His eyes stared at the red door of blood, and the divine color was somewhat anxious and somewhat anticipating.

Behind him, two other young men, in their twenties, with very similar faces, stood, looking at the door of the Chamber of Secrets very complicated, half jealous and half envious.

“Boom," the door suddenly broke open from the inside out, then a roll of blood came out of it, and after a stirring, it suddenly turned into a red-light teenager.

From some familiar eyebrows, Hershey was the scattered disciple who entered the Barbarian ghost sect with Liao Mingmengzhu in that year.

At this time, however, the thick appearance between the eyebrows was long gone and replaced by the colour of the arrogant God.

“Meet Master! ”

At first sight, Gao Chong met the barbarian ghost sect ruler, and immediately came forward to see the salute.

“Go, can you practice successfully?” The barbarian ghost sect ruler asked with some nervousness and haste.

“Returning to the honor of the Master, the disciple has succeeded in turning a little blood into blood in accordance with the methods taught by your elderly family.” Gao Zheng respectfully said, a finger is a little void in front of him, when a strand of blood gas comes out of his fingertips and wraps around the index circle of his hand as if it were a red rope instantly, looking incredibly flexible.

Barbarian Ghost Sect Master was pleased to see the situation, but cautiously said:

“Isn't it true that Condensation has succeeded, and I still have to try it as a teacher.” The voice had just fallen, and the barbarian ghost sect's master lifted his palm and pounded lightly across the street.

The palm of the hand has not been really photographed, a bloody fog came out of the five fingers first, revealing a hint of bloody aura.

His pupils shrunk, but his bloody fingers suddenly dashed into the void in front of him, drawing a circular arc with a ruler in diameter.

“Pfft”.

That strand of blood ejected and spread instantly in the arc, hallucinating a pale blood shield.

The next moment, the barbarian ghost sect patted his hand on a bloody air shield.

“Boom” shocked the loud noise of the heavens and earth.

The blood shield broke apart as the blood rolled over, flushing the slip backwards a few steps away, while the blood flashed on his face before barely stabilizing his shape.

“Well, it's blood! Go, you're doing great! You have mastered the qi that such a spiritual master can possess, even if it is only so slightly encountered, and you are already in an undefeated position. In this section, other than the Yin Sha's Yang Dynasty, other people are no longer worried.” The barbarian sect grinned.

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