Demon’s Diary

The sound of the blue flag “buzzing” suddenly sounded. After waving, a dot of blue light emerged from it, and a blurry wave turned into a large wave, clustering the body of Liu Ming in it.

Liu Ming danced the flag in amazement, and the wave kept pouring like a living creature.

All of a sudden, the flag trembled in his hand, pouring out a nasty breath in front of him.

When the waves rolled one by one, seven or eight large white lines were ejected, and all of them flashed across the wall of the chamber.

These walls were preemptively forbidden, and the surface shivered with light, and there were seven or eight holes of different sizes on the stone walls.

Liu Ming saw the situation but frowned.

This power is not too great for a medium spiritual instrument.

He thought so in his heart, but took a deep breath. After blurring the blue flag in his hand, he was not inserted into his stomach by his opposite hand, and then his hands flew fast and pinched.

Liu Ming's body was immediately blurred, but gradually became transparent, and eventually flashed into the waves, no longer seeing a trace.

At this time, the wave rushed straight into the chamber, and it swept into the sky, becoming a thin layer of adhesion to the top of the chamber, turning into a whirlpool and spinning wildly in the void.

When the water waves suffocated, split into two groups, and a blue light flashed, it turned into a translucent human shadow from each of the two. The facial costumes were similar to Liu Ming's, but after looking at each other remotely opposite each other, it was not possible to distinguish between them at all.

”Wonderful, I didn't expect such an amazing change in the treasure. Fortunately, the Sea Clan was not allowed to do more of the true subtlety of this apparatus when confronting the enemy on that day.” One blurred figure turned into the collapse of a wave, the other one curled up and re-transformed into the original appearance of Liu Ming.

But at this time, his face was full of surprises.

Thus, for the next six or seven days, Liu Ming and Hu Chun were unable to close their doors in the cave.

One recovers from a static wound, and the other is focused on getting familiar with the new Middle-Products Spirit Device.

In the meantime, however, the Xuanjing Alliance of Mass Powers began to send people to try and attack the bans on the palace, so as to identify its weaknesses.

Protecting the palace's light screen is equally unpredictable. No matter what the attacking property is, it seems that there are no weaknesses at all.

The only result of these days' attempts is probably that many forces understand that this prohibition can be broken by absolutely no one's power.

Two days later, it seems that the forces of Xuanjing have finally found a way to break the ban on the palace.

At noon on this day, thousands of practitioners who were sitting outside the palace suddenly rose to their orders and began a team's action.

For a moment, three huge, cluttered and neat queues appeared at the main entrance of the palace.

In one queue, all practitioners had a white sword in their hands. In one queue, all practitioners pulled out a black knife. In the last queue, practitioners wore a light silver trap.

And some nearby scattering wandering around outside the power see this, the spirit is booming!

Some of them are more knowledgeable than others, and many have implicitly called out the word "battlefield”.

At the same time, more than a dozen extremely powerful people flew out of thousands of Alliance practitioners.

One of the old-fashioned looks stepped forward and pulled a disc-shaped gossip tray out of his arms, slowly pointing high towards the palace.

“It turns out to be Master Yong, the Xuanjing First Array Grandmaster. Looks like there's hope for this breakthrough! ”

In the nearby lookout for the scattered cultivation, someone recognized the ancient Gucci, called out joyfully.

Other practitioners who recognize Master Yong or have heard of his fame are also surprised to add up.

At this time, the Master Yong suddenly threw the gossip tray into the sky, while single-handedly pounding it into a law.

Sounds clear!

The magnification of the gossip disc reveals a huge hallucination of light with a large diameter, which appears flashing on the surface.

“What are some Daoists waiting for? Please help me! ”

Master Yong shouted loudly at this moment!

The other practitioners, who flew away together, stood in two rows as if they had already agreed, two arms in front of each other on the shoulder of the other, while the first two pressed the four palms directly on the back of the old man.

Suddenly two streams of pure magic surged into Master Beauty's body.

The ancient Gucci only felt the power surge in his body, and a single meridian was full of pure power, as if the next moment was going to blow his body apart completely.

After the old man dared not score lazily, the wheel-like flushing light array popped up continuously at the tenth finger pause, and one method immediately landed all over the light array with unparalleled accuracy.

And every time it came out, the light rose by a point, turning to work, and it rose to seven or eight huge.

At this point, the huge light array buzzed, countless colorful symbols emerged from it, and after trembling, a white, thick, large column of light erupted from the center, one flashing, and then hit the light screen in front of the palace.

The original thick blue light screen, after being bombarded by the light column, rippled around the surface and began to flash slightly for the first time.

At this moment, of the three thousands of practitioners who formed the battlefield in front of the palace, none of them said "do it”.

When hundreds of sword practitioners moved like weapons in the hands of a man, a sword came out to the sky, and instantly gathered a huge sword of more than a dozen lengths, the momentum fell to the outside of the palace.

“Boom” sounds shocking and loud.

The surface of the blue light screen suddenly recessed underneath, while the light flashed wildly.

And at the moment when the light sword side disappeared, hundreds of other knife practitioners also swung blades to high altitude. The forest blade lights rolled high as the tide, and then stirred, turning into a dozen long black blades, and the breathtaking scent also went down.

loud sound again!

The black blade was cut in the same spot as the light screen, and suddenly a "la-la” sounded and a faint white mark appeared on the light screen.

Seeing the other scattering of the scene, a shout of surprise appeared, mostly ecstatic.

At this time, hundreds of practitioners with silver boxing holsters, also just in time, waved fists with traps, dense and numb boxing shadows flew out, also slipping into a huge light fist, smashing into the white marks below the light screen.

Almost everyone doubted the shock of the huge light fist, and the light screen below would completely collapse.

But at this moment, suddenly the blood appeared in the center of the palace, a 78-year-old bloody light sword rushed to the sky, one flashed, the hole passed through the light screen, and stood on the silver light fist.

After a burst, the bloody silver light intertwined and eventually collapsed at the same time.

Seeing this situation, more than a dozen high-ranking members of the major forces, who were constantly transmitting their magic to Master Rong, were shocked and could not help but look into the heart of the palace.

Only a cloud of gray grey rose over there, standing over a dozen people practitioners of different clothing.

Most of these practitioners are grey-haired, but each face bears a long sword with no expression, with a faint bloodshed.

“Sun Long, Xuandu and Fengtianhua are you. Do you realize that the master of the palace is not one of us now? Do you dare to abuse him with great help?” A man of gray hair, who seemed to be a high-ranking man of the same age, when he saw the appearance of the dozen men, shouted loudly at them on the raging light screen.

Others were also in a disturbance.

This so-called grandson dragon, Xuandu, Fengtianhua, Heran are all three other commanders of King Lingke except Qiulong Zi.

At this time, others were recognized, and the words "royal practitioner“ were called out in shock.

The other elderly are the spiritual disciples of the Royal Family, the cultivation of the cultivation of their own hearts and minds, and they are all the best of them. Most of them have arrived at the spiritual disciple great full of old monsters.

But the royal practitioners and the three Kingsguards were blind to the situation outside the light, except that the sword lifted in the light stared coldly at all the silence outside.

In such a strange situation, all the senior members of the Xuanjing Alliance of Forces looked at each other with a deep heart.

“Do not delude yourselves. They will listen to you. Now that they have practiced what I have given them, life and death are all between my readings. How could you ignore your own little lives for your sake? ”

At this time, a slow voice came out of the palace, and then the dense Mahjong shadow flew away. Hershey, they were all palace guards dressed in armor, with the appearance of two or three white Daoists.

But on a white cloud headed by a woman dressed in a blue palace, standing in pearlescent green.

Exactly the Queen Dong!

“Queen Dong, it's you. So you're a seaman! ”

Apparently, some senior members of the Alliance of Power have met the Empress Dong, who also knew spells at first sight, and was filled with anger and a low voice.

But when he swept away the hundreds of palace guards, he felt a little horrified.

The atmosphere of these palace guards is extremely weak. At least they are spiritual disciples in the medium term and above, and even a few of them are releasing unscrupulous spiritual pressure, making his great and successful spiritual disciple feel a little frightened and wary.

“Turned out to be the owner of the wind and cloud building, what is so important now? I came out just to let you know, don't be paranoid about breaking the ban. My restraint is connected to the entire battle, and if I preside over it myself, you can do nothing about it even if you spend more than ten times as much energy. If you are intelligent, just go away and in two months, the entire battle will run out of energy and you will be safe. Otherwise, seriously, when I've been preparing for so many years, there's no thunder against you? ”