Demon’s Diary

As soon as Liu Mingfang entered the next hall, a blood flashed in front of him, immediately followed by a black fog-vaporized sharp blade swept from all sides.

In this situation, he did not say a single arm lifted, and at the same time bounced several times towards the void, several transparent swords simultaneously emitted, facing the pointy blade of black fog.

“Pfft." “Pfft.” After a few muffled sounds, the sky's sharp edges burst apart.

At this point, a loud rumbling rumbling rumbling sounds came from the distant void, a cloud of bloody mushrooms rushing to the sky.

A man with a pair of black wings jumped up and grabbed at the void, and a silver-light round bead flew out of the cloud and into his hands.

The shadow swept towards Liu Ming.

After his eyes flashed, Liu Ming also clearly saw the face of the shadow. Heran, a young man in his twenties with a clear face, although the eyebrows were still slightly naive, but with a pair of black wings behind him, he did not realize the appearance.

“I just made a little noise, didn't it affect Daoist?” The young man put his wings behind him away, and Yao Ming arched his hand and said with a slight apology.

“Nothing. Looks like Manta dressed up.” Liu Ming said silently.

“Since this Daoist knows that I am a Bat, did he come from Changyangfang City?” The black robe teenager touched his head after a slight twitch, and said in a slightly thick way.

“I do have some business dealings with aristocratic shops.” Liu Ming said with a slight smile.

“It turns out that you are also from my Manta tribe. Since you have a reason, why don't you break into this Beacon Palace together? I heard that the difficulty will increase after the moonshine is opened.” The young man in the black robe heard the words and said immediately with joy.

“Thank you for your kindness, but when you get used to being alone, you don't go with Daoyou.” Liu Ming did not seem to have expected the youth club to offer an invitation to form a team, but when he turned his mind, he did not hesitate to refuse.

“In that case, I do not urge you to do so. Wan a step ahead, Taoist also take care.” The young man in the black robe showed a pitiful colour on his face, and Okiyaki hugged his fist, his figure blurred, and he vanished into a black air.

“This manta's secret trick is truly untold.” Liu Ming muttered to himself and walked towards the stone gate on the other side.

As a result, during the following month, Liu Ming also began to encounter a number of other foreign monks frequently.

Some of the brothers will climb abnormally, hoping to join the team to kill some advanced phantoms, but Liu Mingshan did not consider going with others, and naturally did not hesitate to refuse.

Some people didn't say a word, looked vigilant, and flew away without saying a word.

Since the Beacon Palace was only open for three months, during this initial period, most people were busy killing the Phantoms in the Palace, collecting as many beads as possible, but no one would provoke anything now.

Three days later, Liu Ming came into a green hall.

Unlike the hall previously entered, there were no stone doors on the other three walls of the hall, and a moment after Liu Ming entered, the stone doors at the entrance flashed and disappeared.

He frowned slightly and measured everything around him.

Through the surrounding smoke, he discovered that the light green spiritual pattern glistened on the green stone walls around here, seemingly possessing some special restraint general, so that the surrounding air implicitly contained a thick spiritual pressure, pressing slightly on the chest a little dull.

Liu Ming immediately revealed his vigilant spirit and began to explore the surrounding void.

At this point, Liu Ming only felt his body sink and his feet seemed to be tightly bonded to the ground by an invisible force, while a powerful spiritual fluctuation surged from above his head.

Gravity Technique? ”

Liu Ming's heart slightly flashed, hurried to lighten his body surgery, his torso was much lighter than before, his legs slammed to the ground, and he backfired more than ten lengths.

loud rumbling sound.

Just as Liu Ming's body square left, a giant palm fiction from the sky, heavily pressed where Liu Ming was originally standing, instantly a deep palm pit appeared on the ground.

Liu Ming's eyes slightly flashed and found that a young man with no expression had fallen.

The young man was almost as tall as Liu Ming, his eyebrows were clear, he was dressed in a white cloak soap robe, covered in silk and grey mist, but he also looked like he had been repaired at the end of the condensation.

But what made him quite strange was that he was not only unable to see it thoroughly, but that God swept away only to feel a spiritual depression without any signs of life.

Young people in front of them seem to be just a fiction.

“I have lived my life with Your Excellency and for some reason I have secretly attacked you.” Liu Ming's face turned positive and opened the probe.

Yet the young man seemed to be deafening, the colour of the gods remained unchanged, his eyes staring dead at Liu Ming with an unusual look, suddenly coming from him a heavy sense of oppression.

Liu Ming's face changed slightly at this time, and the various thoughts in his brain were spinning constantly. He quickly analyzed the situation in front of him.

Thought the man was only a fellow monk who had entered the Beacon Palace in general, perhaps with the idea of killing and robbing treasure, which was why the attack was concealed.

Yet after this strange gesture, Liu Ming suddenly felt that the young man in front of him did not appear to be a real person, but rather a phantom like the phantom beast he had previously encountered.

He recalled that the two companions he had previously met in the lobby had formed a team and invited their fellow youth, something implicitly mentioned in the two populations.

In addition to ordinary phantom beasts, there will be a human phantom in this Dome. It has no intelligence, only combat instincts. It is the Phantom Beast of the Dome that replicates the best people who have broken into the Palace by itself.

These human phantom beasts not only use the various spells of the Duplicated, but even the previous apparatus can be illusioned together, each with considerable difficulty.

Thinking of this, Liu Ming no longer hesitated, his body flashed one by one without saying anything, and rushed towards the phantom.

When the young man saw the illusion, he did not panic with one hand, and a bright little flag was held in his hand and a little bit of a law was infiltrated into it.

At the next moment, the flag was transformed into a magnificent size, and the young man gently waved the flag, instantly rolling up a green wind, pressing the top of Tarzan towards Liu Ming.

Liu Ming snorted coldly, and once he pinched, his figure blurred and turned into several shadows, avoiding the wind.

The young man raised his hand slightly towards the void and waved the blue flag again.

Liu Ming only felt his feet sink again, his figure was stagnant and he could not move at all. Without waiting for him to initiate the light-headedness technique, the previous wind spinning sharply in the air, he started to whistle behind him.

Liu Ming lowered his voice and a black dragon came out from behind him and hit the bright wind.

Breaking the sky and loud!

A burst of air wind burst, turning into countless wind blades that lasered across the street.

After one swing of the black dragon's body, although most of the wind blades were directly stopped, there was still a lot of dense and numb lashing towards the willow.

Liu Ming was just a ten-finger bullet. When a white blade of sword came out, he smashed all these blades into pieces.

After a black dragon sounded a dragon, he flew back and danced around Liu Ming, which confronted the youth fiction more than a dozen distances away.

The constant blue flag dancing in the hands of the young phantom is almost instantaneous gravity technique. Although it is not a high-grade spell, it is also quite a headache to work with the powerful apparatus in its hands.

A slight inadvertence on the part of the opponent may instantly reveal a breakdown, which is then severely injured by the youthful phantom follow-up.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed for a few moments, and when he was about to do something, the young man across the street suddenly threw the flag gently into the air and circled rapidly in the air.

After a glimmer of green light, a low roar came out of it. The blue flag turned into a vivid little monkey.

The monkey was about a foot tall, full of gray light, but had a faint blue spiritual pattern on the top of his fist size, two yellow flames burned in his eyes, and under the shadow of the youth, he immediately burst into the willow.

“Master, let me deal with it! ”

Liu Ming's eyebrows frowned and when he was about to make a move, a childish voice suddenly appeared in his ears. Heran was the head of the flying skull who took the initiative to fight.

Once Liu Mingxin turned his mind, he also slapped his waist without saying a word, a black mist emerged and turned into a rule-sized skull in the air.

After the cranium squealed strangely, the fog began to roll up. After the red flame in his eyes burst, one blur came to the little monkey, his head shook down, and countless green hairs turned into a green light to lash towards the little monkey.

The blue light on the top of the grey monkey suddenly lit up, one arm swinging, a bright wind blade flashed, and cut off a small slice of elongated hair.

Instead of stopping, the little grey monkey struck out several punches in a row, causing the wind to sweep away towards his skull.

His eyes flashed a bright red light, emitting a green mist from his mouth. After another illusion, the green mist turned into a green screen and wrapped itself in it.

The wind just touched the green light screen, and it spinned in a green light and bounced off.

When both of them could not be wrapped up, Liu Ming lifted his hand and touched a light-headed technique symbol. After patting on his body, one blurred towards the young man in the wrap of several green winds.

The young man's illusion appeared, and when one hand counted the points of contact with Liu Ming, a number of blue threads shot out of his fingertips, flashing straight into Liu Ming Cave.

Liu Mingshadow is just a blur, like a phantom flashing through the blue silk attack, and once again flashing, the ghost appeared in front of the youth fiction, a dragon roaring tiger, arms moving, the fists that have been wrapped in black gas without any carefree harsh knockout.

“Boom”!

Unable to escape, the young man could only cross his unemotionally crossed arms in front of his chest.

After a loud noise, the young man's phantom was blown out and counted behind him, but immediately the white light around him disappeared from the eyes of Liu Ming.

(second)