Demon’s Diary
Chapter 313 Battle of the Sea Race Giant Demon Mountain and Xiao Yuebai
“Holy Beast?” When Liu Ming heard this, he couldn't help but fade.
If he remembers correctly, the Golden Armor man who was transformed by Fu Yu seemed to have mentioned the words "Egg of the Holy Beast” when he was hunting him.
It's just that his life was on the line, he couldn't think about it much, and there were a lot of other things behind him, so he forgot about it for a while.
“Oh, my brother didn't even know about the Sea Holy Beast, but I forgot because the Sea Holy Beast would never come ashore, so not many people have talked about it. In fact, the so-called Sea Holy Beast is actually a symbiotic contract between individual powerful Sea Beasts and Sea Tribes. Sea tribes usually serve a large number of blood sacrifices that these beasts love, and these beasts help each other when they encounter powerful enemies. However, because these sacred beasts are so powerful, unlike other beasts directly domesticated by the sea, the sea and these sacred beasts are equally related. Since most of these sacred beasts are accustomed to deep sea life, once they leave the sea, their own strength will be weakened to varying degrees, so they will never come ashore on their own initiative. That's why our people didn't consider the existence of these sacred beasts during this invasion.” Guido Ruquan gave a brief introduction.
“Since this Holy Beast is so powerful, there shouldn't be a few of the three great Yunchuan seamen.” Liu Ming asked in surprise.
“It's natural. It is said that these sacred beasts prefer to eat those spiritual blood meals, and that even the three great seas cannot offer much. It was as if the three great tribes of the sea, one tribe, offered only one sacred beast.” Guido Ruquan replied without reflection.
Liu Ming just got a little sudden.
The next time, after two more chats, Liu Ming resigned.
After a cup of tea, the shape of Liu Ming appeared in the secret room, and after one hand flipped, there was an extra jade box sealed with several symbols, which contained the purple beast eggs obtained from the mid-sea spiritualist.
It seems that this beast egg should be the eight-legged demonic beast egg produced by the so-called Haitian Holy Beast. No wonder the crystalline sea strong man chased himself so tightly, mostly because it fell into his own hands.
However, the egg smell of this beast has weakened immensely. The old Haitian is so important. It seems that the chaos of this sacred beast must also be of great use to the strong crystallizer.
Can it be eaten raw and cultivated as normal demon beast flesh or used for other purposes such as alchemy materials?
If he remembers correctly, the demonic beast eggs do not seem to have this anti-sky effect, but since they are holy beast eggs, some differences are also normal.
Liu Ming thought so much, a little excited in his heart.
But the Egg of the Holy Beast is so rare that few people in the entire Yunchuan continent know its true purpose. If we are to really understand the role, we may have to find some seafarers.
After thinking about it, Liu Ming quickly regained his calm. After thinking about it, he put the jade box back together again.
The Egg of the Holy Beast thing, it seems too urgent, can only wait for the chance to say it later.
All he has to do now is run to the Yuan Demon Gate to find a set of demon tiger skeletons from at least the early stages of condensate, so that the first layer of dragon tiger underworld work can be truly repaired.
According to Gui Ruquan, there may be tiger demon beasts in the demon tower of Yuanzhenmen Town.
The only thing he had to think about was how to talk and what price to pay in order for the Yuan Demon Gate to let a foreign monk like himself into it.
Liu Ming thought about it and couldn't help but get lost in thought again.
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Three months later, when the three-pin six-son selection on the side of the League headquarters finally officially began, outside the mountain gate of Yunchuan's first great Yuan Magic Gate, a blue organ flew in.
At the front end of the boat, a young man in a green robe stood there, looking at the Yuan Demon Gate Mountain Gate, not far away, with a startling expression on his face.
Only a few dozen miles away on the ground, a peak-like pillar of stone pulled out of the ground, enough to be more than a thousand tall, and from the bottom half, mostly wrapped around a seemingly dark fog.
The number of stone columns is so large that there is no end in sight.
Liu Ming's eyes were everywhere in the distance, full of Optimus Stone pillars, which gave a very shocking feeling.
But just as the ship flew more than a dozen miles forward, there were three black vehicles facing each other.
Each car stood three black robes with silver longos, and as soon as Liu Ming reached the vicinity of the airship, he blocked the way in the form of a presentation.
“How dare you ask me your name? In front of me is the mountain gate of Yuan Demon Gate. All outside practitioners are forbidden to enter if nothing happens.” An eye-catching young man in his 20s on the front motorcycle said, bowing slightly as he was about to plug his long hand in front of him.
He actually saw Liu Ming's identity as a condensate spiritualist at first glance, but he was a humble expression.
“Liu Ming, the barbarian ghost Zongming, came to visit your Zongzheng administration this time, we have important business to discuss.” Even though Liu Ming was surprised, his face was calm as it had been.
“It turns out that it was Senior Liu of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. He waited a little while before the senior needed to send back a message to ask one or two before knowing if he could move on.” The young man replied with a slight hesitation.
Liu Ming naturally looks indifferent.
The young man in the black robe immediately grabbed a dial from the waist and swayed it several times with his fingers in one hand.
After a little while, the flashes of light of all colors shine again on this dial.
The young man in the black robe looked only a few times and said in a glance:
“Senior Liu, please, the ruler has promised to meet. But the younger generation must lead the way! ”
“It's okay, you just lead the way yourself.” Liu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and his mouth echoed without reflection.
The young man complained and immediately ordered the others to jump out of the car and board Liu Ming's machine.
When the other vehicles drove away, the machine flew forward with a trembling laser.
This time, nobody stopped ahead, and the ship flew in a single breath to the stone forest where the giant pillars were transformed.
Watching these thousand-tall, chunky stone columns up close is naturally even more stunning.
However, Liu Ming only then discovered that the stone columns' surfaces had opened a stone gate of varying sizes and that some people were entering and exiting the columns.
On the other hand, some stone columns can be viewed in close proximity to discover that some parts of the lower half of the columns are fully inscribed with some thick black spiritual pattern.
And that black mist is coming out of these spiritual lines, and it's endless.
While Liu Ming was curious about these pillars and the spiritual lines on them, he naturally did not ask what the taboo initiative was, but, under the guidance of the young man in the black robe, managed to steer the ship into the stone forest.
Along the way, more disciples of the Divine Demon Gate appeared, mostly traveling cloud-driven, and others riding strange birds or steering the black flying cars they had seen before.
But most of these disciples appear to be in a hurry, and few stop talking on the way.
Some Yuan Demon disciples who came across the ship just looked at the willow sounds on the ship and continued to do things as if they hadn't seen it.
These include several Yuan Demon Spiritualists in the Condensate Realm.
When Liu Ming looked at it, he didn't realize that there was really a slight surprise in his heart, but it was good that he was not a normal person. His face didn't show any discoloration, so he drove the ship all the way to the deepest part of the stone forest.
After bypassing the giant stone column in front of her again, Liu Ming suddenly lit up in front of her eyes and revealed a gray-white semi-circular giant mountain.
Liu Ming didn't care at first, but after a few more close eyes, sucked in a cold breath of air!
“This is…”
“Oh, seniors see. This giant monster mountain is said to have been transformed into the head of the giant demon that was killed by the people in ancient times. Though countless years have passed since now, the mountain still has its magic and is an excellent sanctuary for our monastic cultivation.” The young man in the black robe, who had not spoken very much beside him, finally said with some pride.
“It turns out that the head of the giant demon has been transformed, so no wonder it exudes such amazing magic.” After watching the faint black air floating over the giant mountain in front of him, Liu Ming shook up his face even though he didn't really believe the words of the youth.
The giant mountains in front of you, if you cut off the buildings on the surface and all the trees, look really, really like a giant skull.
In the blink of an eye, the ship reached a giant platform at the hillside, and Liu Ming jumped from above.
A man with a thick beard and a soap robe greeted him directly at this time.
“See you, Uncle Xiao!” When the young man saw the big man, his face changed and he bowed in haste to salute him.
“It is true that Yoo Daoyou is not fake. He is courteous to Xiao Yuebai.” The big man ignored the youth, but said with a fistful of laughter at Liu Ming.
“Brother Xiao, do you recognize Daoyou?” Liu Ming asked in surprise.
“Haha, not to hide Yodo, it was the same day that I went to support the Yuan Demon Gate members of the Daxuan sects, but I have been responsible for the matters of formation law, rarely appeared in front of people, no wonder Yodo didn't recognize it. However, Daoyou once slaughtered a mid-sea spiritualist and destroyed the name of the Haitian Floating City Law Front. He wanted to marry one or two in the morning.” Xiao Yuebai said, laughing.
“Daoyou is joking, I was lucky to get this fictitious name, it's nothing.” Liu Mingkou was naturally polite.
“Anyway, Yodo must stay for a few more days. Now, I'll take Daoist to the main gate. Singham, you're done here. You go down first.” Xiao Yuebai nodded, and the young man beside him with his face shouted again.
“Yes, the disciple retired first.” This was called a white-white young man who heard the story, bowed down and took a few steps back and left empty.
Liu Ming glanced at the young man's back. For some reason, it seemed that this person was not as simple as a general apprentice of the Spirit.
(Though it is past twelve o'clock, forgetting the words promises to be updated in three chapters, we must do our best to do so. Happy “Forget” Student Day!