Demon’s Diary

However, Liu Ming's maintenance identity and swordsmanship were astonishing, but with the passage of time, apart from some nearby mineral slaves, he still looked at it from time to time with a harsh eye. Others quickly abandoned the battle behind their heads and continued to do their part.

The giant man's body was quickly dragged out of the exchange area by several miners and buried somewhere.

Of course, some of the people who later arrived in the cave would naturally be cautioned by their companions to point one or two of the points where Yoo Ming was located.

But some other miners, in their hearts, whisper to themselves, do not think so.

In their hearts, Liu Ming, that is, relying on a newcomer, still has the power in their body to carry out such a sharp attack. If they wait another March or April, even the sword repair can not provoke a single blow of the flying sword.

Shortly afterwards, the “Qingqi” ethnic woman and two companions also felt the cave. At first sight, Liu Ming sat undamaged, first a shock, then asked the acquaintance a dozen things just happened, then all of them naturally jumped and couldn't help but look at each other.

They immediately dared not look any further at Liu Ming's side, rushed to a far away place and gathered with several other companions.

During the remainder of the day, the more people in the huge caves gather, the more people break through the 200-person threshold, and the more people enter the source.

Later, however, most of them were full of fierceness, and the smell emitted was far from comparable to that of some ordinary miners.

These people, mostly in groups, gathered three or four fewer people, many or even twenty or thirty people in groups.

The two largest groups of people, one of them mostly seafarers of all colours, looked arrogant and seemed to have little regard for the adopted sons of other miners.

The other group is available to practitioners from all ethnic groups, but everyone is strong and cold, all seem to have adult body and are mostly dressed in short sleeve leather robes, embroidered with an earthy yellow eye logo on their cuffs.

Together, these two groups of people, gathered in huge caves, make up more than a hundred people, occupying the most central territory on both sides of the east and west.

People from other small and medium-sized groups who had already been present here looked at both groups with awe and avoided both.

Looks like these two big gangs are the two big forces that the skinny young man said they were.

At this point, in the other corner, not far from where Liu Ming was sitting, a small team of miners, lowered their heads and whispered something.

With the immense spiritual power of Liu Ming, after releasing it slightly, nature listened to a true truth.

“Tsk, the seamen are still so arrogant, all looking like nobody.” A loud voice said outrageously, and despite deliberately lowering her voice, the loudness of her voice still frowned on several people beside her.

“It's better to keep your voice down, just in case they hear you, it's another problem.” A middle-aged man quickly persuaded.

“Humph, isn't it just an old man with a crystallizing period holding back behind his back, or else others wouldn't necessarily be afraid of them?” After a few previous humming sounds, he finally lowered his voice a little bit.

“So aggressive on both sides, do you think this‘ alliance ’will come into conflict with them again?” At this point, another asked carefully.

“I don't think so. After all, the guards who collected the ore should have arrived before long. No one would be foolish enough to brush off those guards at this time. Never dare to make a scene before.” The middle-aged man shook his head and denied it with one bite.

……

From their conversation, Liu Ming confirmed the thought that those dominated by the Haitian people occupying the central position at the eastern end of the cave, the leader was the only crystalline demonic miner in the mineral vein, said to be half Haitian and half Demonic, coming from a strange history.

And the other group that occupies the western end seems to be another major force called the "Iron Alliance," whose leader must be the legendary Bronze Gong cultivator of late condensation.

When Liu Ming regained consciousness, he began to carefully observe the two major groups.

But at this moment, there are no more than 40 people who see the group dominated by the sea people at the eastern end of the cave. The sea people occupy the appearance of eighty-nine out of ten, mostly people with purple and black scales.

In addition to this, there is a beautiful woman with golden scales, about the age of twenties, who, in terms of the breath emitted, seems to have been repaired only in the medium term by the condensation realm, but other seafarers seem to be headed by this woman, clustered together, looking to the other side of the cave full of provocation.

However, under Liu Ming's observation, it was not discovered that these people had the presence of those who resembled Jing Qiang Qiang.

As for the location of the “Iron Alliance” at the western end of the cave, although the number is considerably higher than at the eastern end, the invisibility of racial distinctions has been divided into small groups, all sitting on the ground.

But what surprised Liu Ming slightly was that there was no such thing as a strong copper gong.

The two groups looked at each other from afar, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

“Huh, a bunch of scattered soldiers are just brave enough to make a big climate.” A Haitian with red scales suddenly broke his silence and mumbled. His voice was not very loud, but at this point it was very eye-catching, clearly and abnormally transmitted into the ears of everyone in the hole.

“Yeah, look at all these guys in a bunch of western clubs. I don't know where they think they're from.” The other Silver Scale next to him saw this and immediately joined the Path of Reconciliation, with a voice that was a little higher than the previous one.

“Hey, what a ridiculous, rusty alliance you call yourself.” A blue-skinned demon said with a smile.

As soon as the words came out, they immediately led the same forces around them to laugh.

At the same time, the Iron Alliance people across the way couldn't help but gloom, and then a few people stood up, and the people who had been sitting scattered stood up and brushed under their heads for a moment, and the air was tight.

“What do you think you are but a bunch of miscellaneous fish…” a pale-faced dwarf miner said coldly first.

“If I recall correctly, the golden girl on her face seems to be the Golden Scale clan who calls herself the King of the Sea, unfortunately, without those scales, living off is a rare beauty embryo.” Next to him, a golden pupil of the animal clan interjected, revealing an unfavourable divine colour on his face.

When the Golden Scale woman heard the words of the previous strong beast, her face suddenly turned cold and she snorted coldly:

“I heard that your alliance recently found an unusually rich place in the mine. I'm sure you're taking other people with you to mining day and night. Why didn't you let your subordinates come along? ”

As soon as the woman said this, several of the opposite Iron Alliance crowd immediately looked difficult.

“ Tealeaf fairies are well informed, but the Blue Seal leader of your alliance seems to have appeared in front of people very few times recently. Even a six-man team from your previous alliance was robbed, regardless of appearance, I don't know what I am busy with.” A grey-haired demonic old man of the Iron League said softly.

“Hmm, the Blue Senior thing, you can ask.” The Golden Scale woman, with a sinking face, echoed.

……

Though the two major forces were constantly talking and looking at each other with anger, they were constrained by each other, but no one really did it.

Other small- and medium-sized people who were watching, for a long time, ignored the others, apart from a few others who were still paying attention with interest.

Liu Ming also closed his eyes and, after a thoughtful indulgence, looked at the other forces at the edge of the cave.

These small and medium-sized forces are mostly in groups, and most of them are headed by people who look like late in condensation, and they all have a huge bag next to them, which I'm sure is loaded with the team's ores from the past month.

Looking closely at this, Liu Ming found that many of the heads of these small groups also had very strong blood, apparently much stronger than other companions.

One of them, of course, was the strange young man who had attacked him with an iron rod at the crossroads on the same day.

The young man is still carrying a huge iron rod, distinctly different from the weapons of others, and he is in front of a cluster of five or six ethnic cultivators, occupying a cave in an empty and somewhat reclining area.

The young man seemed to feel Liu Ming gauging him, suddenly turning back and smiling at him, then turning back and continuing to whisper to his neighbors.

In addition, Liu Ming also found that there were four or five miners who were single like Liu Ming, with no one else nearby and sitting with their own eyes closed.

That's it, another half-day.

At this time, in the exchange area, the mineral slaves came one after another, to the size of more than 300 people.

After repeated bitter excavations of sarcasm between the two formerly hostile forces, the flag finally buzzed, and once again calm and calm were restored in the giant hole.

A rush of footsteps suddenly crept in from a previously uninhabited portal in the cave.

Originally sitting in a closed cave, the crowd stared at the entrance to this passage.

A moment later, seven or eight demon guards dressed in black emerged from the entrance. When he saw the man in the guard as the leader, Liu Ming frowned slightly and glanced at him.

This man was the middle-aged demon man who had searched and scratched Liu Ming's body that day.

As soon as he entered, his eyes swept towards the cave, he gave a smiley expression and walked with the person behind him to the empty space in the middle of the cave without courtesy.