Demon’s Diary
Chapter 142: The Grim Wind, the Cloud, and the Heavenly Devil's Hand
At this moment, he looked back to the distance and his face was extremely heavy.
Because far away the giant mountain still bursts, layers of earth rock roll down from the surface of the mountain.
In the blink of an eye, the whole mountain peak is more than half short, and I don't know how many spiritual wood grass have all been submerged in the soil. It is a waste, which makes Liu Ming feel very sorry.
“Bang” sound!
Not far away came a crystalline laser, a blur and turned into a British woman dressed in celestial and moon clothing.
With a long blade of snow and white on her back, the woman stopped in the void not far from Liu Ming, indifferently sweeping Liu Ming an unusual glance, turning her head to gaze at the giant mountain in the distance.
At first sight, Liu Ming could not help but slightly boob her eyes.
For no reason, the woman gave him a very dangerous and strange feeling of avoidance.
Liu Mingxin flew fast and couldn't help but guess who this woman was.
Heavenly Moon Sect is called the first gate of the Great Xuan Country. What outstanding disciples are there in the current generation under its door? On the way to Volkswagen Island, the Barbarian Ghost Sect Master naturally gave them a rough description.
However, there is no match for this woman's appearance, unless she is also a new disciple of Tianyue Sect in the past few years.
However, depending on the age of the other party, it seems a little different!
Liu Ming estimated the age of the other person and was somewhat confused.
Naturally, he did not know that when the other party was young, the talent with the psychic sword body was discovered by the Tianyue Sect senior, and he did not hesitate to be incorporated into the Sect and began to carefully cultivate a large amount of resources, but the matter was hidden by Tianyue Sect, until in recent years it was really impossible to hide it before revealing some wind to the outside world.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for this woman to become a master of Sword Unity during the Apostolic Period.
But just then, the collapse of the distant mountain peak finally stopped, and revealed the hidden face, a blue and black giant, and those dancing silver silk, as if they were just sweat on their hands.
Seeing such a stunning scene, not only did Han Li's heart catch cold, but even the Tianyue Sect woman stared.
“Bang” squealed, coming from the distant giant hand.
Liu Ming listened and the heart beat along with it. At the same time, the blood clotted as if it had stopped flowing altogether.
His face changed dramatically and he turned around without saying a word, causing the green light to radiate towards the ice and snow world not far away.
Almost at the same time, the women of Tianyue Sect fled in the same direction after their pale faces.
And the muffled sound from the giant mountain came out, and it was getting faster and stronger, and each sound seemed to have incredible power, making the heartbeat thicker and the breath thicker.
The sound is even more stunning for those demonic beast poultry that have been repaired into low shades. After listening to a few voices, many demonic beasts were weak and unable to move their heads to the ground.
When they heard the murmur, the demonic beasts who had been repaired became even more frightened, but fled in all directions, not even daring to return.
Though the longest survival of these demonic beasts is only hundreds of years old, their veins never knew how many thousands of years ago they were deeply engraved with fear of the giant behind them, and some of the more spiritual demonic beasts, from the genetics of a generation of blood, implicitly knew that the giant would emerge every long period of time to slaughter them.
The more powerful the demon beast, the more unable to escape from the pursuit of the giant hand of Engine Tian, on the other hand, some weak beings, if hidden secrets, might escape a life instead.
In this way, one of the most powerful demonic beasts of these demonic beasts is naturally more daring to fight.
And the disciples who entered the vast mountain range, when the silver wire suddenly attacked, were also badly killed and injured, and almost a dozen were less than prevented from turning into a dry body.
Other generations cultivated to be powerful or extraordinarily intelligent fled with the same death trapped in monsters and beasts.
Some of the faster disciples have even slipped into the ice and snow or rushed into lava areas.
When Liu Ming fluttered, and Tianjingzong women entered a world of heavy snow and swan fur almost back and forth, the giant hand in the rear swayed slightly, and finally burst out of the ground slowly, revealing the bottom half.
This Qin Tian giant hand certainly broke his wrist, but at the center of the palm of his hand, the silver heart was inlaid in it, and there was a regular slow beating, the amazing “bang” and "bang” sounds from it.
In the beating sound, one of the fingers of the sky giant began to move slowly, some slightly shaken, some slightly bent down, others even twisted...
Each of these five fingers makes a different move at the same time, as if it were five completely independent individuals.
“Pfft” sound!
After a few quick beats of the silver heart at the center, a dark fog suddenly emerged from it, while a large black scale emerged and quickly covered the entire palm, making it look unusual far away.
Suddenly, suddenly something in the field suddenly started beating, and his face suddenly swept away into his body.
As a result, the next moment, his face became extremely ugly.
The mysterious bubble was flashing slightly in the field, and it conveyed a strange feeling as if it was craving something.
Liu Ming couldn't figure out what the strange feeling was from the bubbles. He could only curse himself, then pull out another divine character and pat it on his body.
After more than a dozen characters flashed away, the blue light of the Liu Ming body suddenly thickened two more copies. At the same time, the whole person was wrapped in a layer of black gas under the urging of the body's magic, and he actually left the ground and left the height of the broken sky.
Later, the woman of Tianyue Sect saw the situation slightly flashed, but after a quick turning of her mind, she also bit her teeth out of her body, and crushed her hands, from which she used a ray of white light, and went behind her.
The next moment, the woman suddenly had a pair of white long wings, just a slight tremor, and the laser in the white light wrap moved forward, and the speed was actually faster than the previous willow sound.
……
“No, it's... magic. Such a massive demon... this is the palm of the ancient giant demon, this is not a natural mystery, but a place where the ancient giant can seal the limbs of the giant demon!” The talker, the young man with a slightly shivering voice, stood side by side with him.
With the strength of both of them, when the mountain peak 1 was in shock, they naturally escaped the silver wire attack and fled here as well.
But the black-faced young man looked at the distant giant hand, his whole face was as white as a ghost, and he held a strange disc-shaped thing in his hand, with a pointer-like thing spinning wildly in a circle.
“What ancient troll is the owner of this giant?” The sun dried beside him and listened to a misty piece of water. He asked quickly.
“Cut the crap and run! If this giant hand is truly left behind by the ancient trolls, even my ancestors will not be able to strike a single blow in front of it. If we don't get out of here soon, we'll be dead.” The black-faced young man hurriedly said that as soon as the disk was closed, he released a giant tiger puppet and rode dry on top, turning around and rushing into the ice and snow world.
“What is an ancient troll? You said we weren't fighting each other, but it's true!” Although Yanggan was confused in his heart, there was nothing against him out of trust in the black-faced youth, but he couldn't help but ask after single-handedly pinching and releasing a layer of rolling black gas to protect himself.
“As for the ancient troll thing, I also saw it in an ancient book, and I'm not entirely sure that the palm of this hand belongs to the ancient troll. But all you need to know is that we, the people of the Yunchuan mainland, once had 89 out of 10 people devoured by an ancient giant.” The black-faced young man's face was full of nervousness, but after two quick answers, he rushed the giant tiger puppet under him to face the ice and snow.
“What? Eighty-nine out of every ten people on the continent were eaten by an ancient giant! You're not kidding.” When Yang Gan heard this, he shook his body and looked unbelievable.
“This is absolutely true. And now the Hai tribe is waiting for some of the other tribes, when they were merely servants of the ancient giant. Well, there are other things, and I won't be too late to tell you when I can really save my life.” The young man with the dark face smiled and stopped answering anything.
After hearing the sun dry, the face became gloomy and uncertain for a while.
……
Cicadas and high punches, a rolling grey air, a bloody fog wrapped around his body, fleeing desperately over a hot lava.
Suddenly the void broke behind them, and the two turned to look at each other at the same time.
Not far behind them, a cluster of red light balls came as if they were crossbows, and the sound was not surprising.
“Ishikawa, it's him! ”
When Toyota saw the red light of the human face, his face immediately said a strange words.
There was a high-impact rumor next to it, and the color slightly moved.
When they looked at Ishikawa's light ball and were about to catch up, they looked at each other and Toyota suddenly moved in shape, blocking Ishikawa's laser from coming, and his face shouted with a smile:
“Brother Shi, slow down. I need to talk to you. ”
(My hands are so sour, I've finally finished this chapter!
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