Demon’s Diary

Liu Ming's body shocked and the black air around him suddenly thickened. Between the black gas rolled, two pitch-black fog dragons and a fog tiger stirred out, submerging his figure.

“Poop" sounds echoed!

As soon as the gray sword silk side stabbed into the black gas, it was immediately enthralled by the dragon tiger shadow, then swallowed it down and disappeared.

Logan saw this, his face looked a little ugly, a sigh of anger and drink, and the two-handed windmill generally made more than ten tricks in a row.

The grey sword flashed several times in response to the storm and flashed into a giant wolf fiction. The fierce light flashed in his eyes and suddenly burst into a downward swirl.

“Sword Qi Shaped? ”

In the dark fog below, Liu Mingxing's heart is a very deep sword technique. He saw it only twice when dealing with Satong Tian, but didn't expect this person to do the same.

“No, no! ”

Liu Ming's eyes squinted slightly, even when he discovered Tian Ni.

This is not a form of sword gasification, although it is very similar, but the gray giant wolf does not have the specific sharp sword intentions of the art of sword control.

The same is true of the previous grey sword light, just like the sword qi, otherwise he would not easily punch and fly.

It seems that Logan is not a sword fixer, it should be a sword fixer with some magic similar to sword fixing.

That gray giant wolf fiction was almost like lightning, just a Sha Dong, far from the top of Liu Ming's head was not enough for Jong-shu, a large mouthful, and then he pounded Liu Ming's head down hard.

Logan's eyes flashed with a cold smile, as if he had seen Liu Ming badly injured and begged for forgiveness on his knees.

Liu Ming raised one arm with no expression on his face, another five fingers, rolling black gas suddenly gathered over the palm of his hand, and illusioned a huge pitch black hand, five fingers together, grabbed the Giant Wolf's neck.

Five fingers are ticked, no matter how the giant wolf rolls and struggles, he can't escape.

Logan was surprised to see this. He hurried and desperately pinched his hands, trying to provoke the giant wave phantom to escape.

But this is that Liu Ming has single-handedly handed out one law, and the other hand shakes it empty-handed.

After a loud cry, the giant wolf was instantly crushed by the black gas giant palm, and instantly revealed the body of the long gray sword, and rolled and twisted in the black gas, struggling.

Logan was shocked, his hands were strangled, and he wanted to pull the spirit out of the restraint, but after a sudden tightening of the big hand of black gas, his spirit could not move the bullet into pieces.

“Feng”

Liu Ming snorted coldly and each hand made several strange tricks. After rubbing his hands again, he swept into the sky and made a finger.

Suddenly, its fingertips emitted countless black and pitch-black symbols, wrapped up in a large group of grey swords, and interwoven to form a magical array.

The next moment, the black charm array glistened off the sword.

“Bang bang” was not a moment later, the light between the incarnations of the long gray sword dissipated, fell on the stage, and there was no response.

“Seal?” The crystal butler in the middle of the sky sees this, with some unexpected self-talk.

This is exactly what Liu Ming learned before in the refiner, a means of temporarily confining the psychic instrument, generally only when his powers and mental strength far exceed each other and prevail.

The surrounding disciples beneath the ring were also shocked at this moment.

Logan's heart was freezing and his face looked incredibly at Liu Ming across the street.

At this moment, the corner of Liu Ming's mouth faintly curved, blurred and suddenly disappeared.

Logan saw this creepy, yet unresponsive, and a black figure had appeared beside him, followed by a fist full of black gas.

The fist is not yet ready, and an invisible force has surfaced.

Logan's face was white and his hands glistened with gray light. There was already an extra silver and white round shield bearing the dense Mahwen Oriental print. Under the urging of the power, it rose several times at a time, blocking the fist.

“Rumbling” loud noise, Logan held his shield hand and shivered squeakingly. He took several steps backwards to steady himself.

“You…”

Looking at Liu Ming's figure emerged in a black gas roll, Logan's face was full of horror, looked down at the shield on his hand, and his face was white.

On the silver shield, Heran left a light fist print.

When he saw Liu Ming's figure blur again, he panicked and sprayed his blood on the shield.

Silver shield, under the auspices of the law, the silver rays suddenly flourish, while Logan's body also emitted a burst of grey corpus, merging the two into a transparent spherical shield, wrapped in Logan.

Logan hid in the protective shield, his body protection was strict and solid, his face just looked a little better.

At this time, the black light flashed, Liu Ming had already appeared before the transparent shield, the black gas without a word trembled, and when there was a substantial wrap over the fist, a black tiger was formed by implication.

After a tiger whistle, the black fist shadow flashed out

“Boom," a deep fist print appeared on the transparent spherical shield.

“No, it can't be...” Logan shouted incredibly.

Then the second punch swung and hit the same spot again.

The transparent shield trembled and suddenly cracked like a spiderweb.

In Logan's desperate gaze, the third punch burst into pieces.

Meanwhile, he was pale for a while and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His protective qi was severely broken, his powers were reversed, and he naturally suffered considerable damage, and the whole person suddenly became depressed.

Lightly fluctuated together!

A big black hand appeared on Logan's head like a ghost, lightning flashed down.

Logan's body moved a little and seemed to be trying to escape, but he was previously traumatized, and his body's powers were still a little stubborn, so where could he escape?

“Boom” sound.

The big black hand struck Logan on the shoulder, letting his sandbag fly backwards, heavily hitting the lights on the ring stage, slowly slipping down again, and the whole person had passed out.

“This battle. Liu Ming wins!” The man with the long beard looked at Liu Ming with surprise and immediately appeared in the light, announcing the results immediately.

“Brother Luo actually defeated...” The disciples of the Yanghong Court under the stage looked at each other in disdain, and it seemed difficult for a moment to accept this result.

Liu Ming regained his black energy and, after a week with the deacon elder, left the stadium without saying anything and flew in the direction of Cave Mansion.

As soon as the party came to the front door of the cave, a skinny young man with good looks was there. He set his eyes on it, but it was Yu Xin who had an edge with Liu Ming when he assigned the cave.

“Congratulations to Brother Liu Liu for winning the flag and taking back Cave Mansion!” Yu Xin looked up and saw Liu Ming, and immediately greeted him with a full laugh.

“The news of Brother Yu is very informative.” Liu Ming saw this and said silently.

“The next time we learn of Brother Liu's victory, we will come to assist in reassigning the ownership of the cave.” Yu Xin smiled.

“Then there's Brother Lau Yu.” Liu Ming said, after removing the cave token in the waist and allowing the other party to re-engrave a few spiritual prints, he swung through the cave gate and opened it slowly.

“Brother Liu doesn't have to be polite. Since the cave is proper, I will leave first.” Yu Xin's palace, Liu Ming, was a respectful archer and left.

Less than half a day later, Logan, fifth in Xiao Bi, was easily defeated by the outer disciple Liu Ming, and news quickly spread from the Miaohong Court, causing some sensation.

Soon after, there was another big news spreading rapidly among the disciples outside the door.

The thirteenth Yin Yang Giant Demon on the Birth and Death List was also slaughtered by this external disciple named Liu Ming. It is said that someone has gone to the Birth and Death Cabinet to confirm the authenticity of this message, and it has attracted some heartfelt attention over time.

……

In the main hall of Cuiyun Peak, Hao Yue Boy and Lu Men are also talking about something.

“Oh, so much has happened recently in Changyang Fang.” Lou, sitting on the throne, was a man, and asked faintly.

“Exactly so, in addition to the unknown Alchemist, Yin Yang Giant Demon suddenly appeared near Fang City and attacked and killed several Benmen disciples. Fortunately, however, Liu Ming succeeded in chopping it down. Otherwise, Honmen's reputation around Changyangfang City could be negatively affected.” The Hao Moon Boy beside him sighed and said so.

The man with the Lu surname nodded indifferently.

“This Liu Ming, a few years ago, was still in the middle of condensation, and now it has practiced to the late stage of condensation, can also kill Yin Yang giant demon, and also persist in the Phantom Palace in the end, the strength still seems to be above the Saturn Heaven of Tianjian Peak. If it is cultivated, perhaps…” said Hao Moon Boy's eyes flashed.

“That Liu Ming's ability to fight in action is indeed good, but unfortunately it is only the three spiritual veins, and it has grown so fast that most of them have used such a quick and near-advantageous means. In this way, the cultivation path is almost cut off, and the chances of entering the crystallization period are less than one-thousandth, which is really not worth much cultivation. Shortly afterwards it will be the outside door Big Bi, among which I will choose one or two other disciples with good strength, the potential is definitely not comparable to that of Liu Ming.” The Lou man shook his head and some did not think so.

When I heard the man with the Lou surname say so, Hao Moon nodded and said nothing more.

……

Inside a large palace on the Misty Peak, more than a dozen inner disciples of the Misty Peak are gathering to sit on the end of the futon, listening to the gray-haired old man sitting on the knee in front of him, explaining a secret technique.

After speaking for a while, the disciples paused to enlighten themselves.

Coffee blue sits on a futon in a backward position, a scroll in his hand is filled with all sorts of complicated symbols, with one hand supporting his chin, showing off his eyebrows to meditate on bitterness.

Happy Mid-Autumn!