Demon’s Diary

An hour later, on the stage of District 9, Liu Ming stood up against the big man in the blue robe.

As soon as the deacon disciple beside him announced the start of the battle, the young man in the blue robe slapped in the waist without saying a word, three white smokes suddenly rolled out. After dripping away, he hallucinated into three White Sen bone demons, and each one had a height, and he had a medium term condensate fix.

As the young man in the blue robe drinks low, the three bone demons spit silky white smoke in his mouth, and he takes a big step and rushes in the direction of Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's eyes sharply, a rush to resolve, rolling black fog rolled from the body surface, accompanied by a dragon bark, under the dark fog on both sides, instantly divided into two fogs circled out, and lasered towards two of the bone demons.

As soon as the four parties touched each other, the two black fog moments were like a broken bamboo version of the broken white wire, tightly plated on the bone demon, and the surrounding black gas was rolling over for a while.

Two skull demons stagnate in black gas, unable to move and bounce.

Although the Blue Robe man never even had a change in his hand, the trapped two-skull demon could not escape the bondage.

The blue robe man's face changed slightly, but by then, after the remaining bone demon had wobbled a few times, it was not far from Liu Ming in a strange laugh, and suddenly a mouth sprayed several pins of bismuth oil.

Liu Ming seemed ready, snorted coldly, punched out, scattered the bone needle and hit the bone demon door with no stopping diameter.

The young man in the blue robe obviously did not expect Liu Ming not to shy away and face up. Under the Kung Wang, he hastily tried to instigate the bone magic to avoid, but it was no match.

Hear but one deafening tiger whistle!

With a sweeping black wave, a black tiger passed through the bone demon, and after a slight pause in the void, his figure unfolded, revealing a pair of sharp foreclaws, pounding across the street.

The man in the blue robe saw this, his face sank, his sleeves trembled, two bone forks held in his hand, one hand swung, a red flamegun stirred out, and a "thud” burst towards the black tiger.

After the blank sky was lit, the black giant tiger broke apart into several strands of black smoke.

Liu Ming slightly slumped, his eyes squinted, and measured the two bone forks in the other hand.

But see one of the red spiritual lines flashing all the time with a hint of flame surrounding it. Another spiritual pattern on the surface is blue and is emitting silk white

This pair of bone forks is a rare pair of water fire attribute sets!

Liu Ming moved in color and only emptiness with one hand.

The fog immediately suddenly burst, trapped by two skull demons, that is, the burst of “bang” and "bang” of the skull opened, the body of the head instantly turned into a pile of bone paralyzed soft low mountain.

The Blue Robe man saw this and was furious.

Though these three demons, with a little sacrifice after the war, will still recover as they were, nature will have to pay a lot of money.

However, before waiting for the Blue Robe man to take any action, Liu Ming across the street had already taken the lead.

He shook his arms and pushed forward. After a circle of black mist in the air, he lashed out at the young man in the blue robe.

The young man in the blue robe saw this, reading words in his mouth, two bone crosses in his hand suddenly glistened, one crossed and one fell, a blue water column and a red flame radiated out.

In the air, there was a whisper of "whimpering”.

The flame instantly circled around the water column, turning red and blue.

Liu Ming rubbed his hands together, and the two black fogs suddenly merged into one in the air, turning into a ten-length black giant, and spreading his teeth and claws onto the red and blue water columns opposite him.

loud sound!

Red flames and blue waves roll out towards the surrounding area, and the black fog hits in the void, temporarily unsustainable.

More than a dozen empty spaces in the center of the entire ring, at this moment is filled with blue, red, and black energy, and the sound bursts into ears.

So much movement that some real dan realm existed on the high stage, I didn't realize it came.

At this moment, Liu Ming's sleeve shook.

The blue robe man suddenly floated around the cash dot, a golden sand curtain flashed out, wrapped it in instant, it was the Yao Ming god who unknowingly let the ghost unknowingly fall into the gold sand.

As Liu Ming's hand never ceased to change, the fall of gold sand spinning fast, a glittering sand needle pierced the youth of the blue robe in the sand screen.

The man in the blue robe could not stand guard but desperately push two bone forks in his hand, illusioning a firewall and a water wall to resist it.

However, despite its incredible power, it is clearly not good at melee warfare. In the face of tough golden sand spurs, it is clear that this defensive power drains alarmingly and cannot be sustained.

The man in the blue robe suddenly shouted, and suddenly two bone forks in his hand suddenly crossed, suddenly hallucinating a huge red and blue light flower, and opened it around the center.

Originally tightly surrounded by its wildly spinning golden sand curtain, this red and blue light flower slowly sprang apart.

However, looking at the blue robe men's forehead blue muscle clash, sweat all over the face, obviously this technique is also its means of pressing the box.

At this time, Liu Ming's hands grabbed each other empty-handed, suddenly two more round beads in the palm of his hand, and was rubbed into one, then thrown at high altitude.

“Pfft”.

A shadow of a seventy-eight tall yellow hill flashed over the man in the blue robe and pressed him down.

The giant luminous flower, which originally supported the golden sand curtain, was already very hard, and was suppressed by the shadow of the hill, and suddenly opened as if it were the last straw burst.

After a muffled sound, a red and blue fluctuation swept away in all directions...

Once Liu Ming's consciousness swept away, the instant law stopped. After falling far away, Jinsha slipped and swept in the air, he turned into a sliver of golden light and flew towards his sleeve.

The shadow of the Yellow Mountain has also shimmered back into a black bead, coming towards it.

When Liu Ming retracted both of the apparatuses, after all the fluctuations converged, the blue robe man finally appeared in the distance.

At this time, he, a soap robe has been shattered, there are deep and shallow wounds all over his body, and the two bone forks in his hand have become dimly lit and look like wolves.

“I... admit to losing.” The young man in the blue robe looked at the unharmed willow across the street and could only whisper reluctantly.

“Commitment.” Liu Ming, with a faint arch, flashed down the ring, walking towards the distance without a word.

Liu Ming's defeat of the previous Top 10 opponents naturally caused another disturbance to watch his disciples.

The other disciples saw the situation and naturally did not dare to challenge him, but had to choose a few others to start the final fight.

Liu Ming went easy, looking for a quiet spot next to him, waiting for the first try to end, quiet waiting for the end of the entire preliminary round.

But after watching for a while, his eyes suddenly fell back on stage nine.

At this time, it was the purple-eyed youth who fought hard on the stage, apparently also encountering strong enemies when entering the first 100 key contests.

His opponent is a chubby young man, a dark, heavily imprinted psychic who mentions the ability to change the size of his sexuality as he pleases, while emitting a low buzz.

Liu Mingxin moved, he had some impression of this person. At the beginning of the first trial, this person was not around to chew a large pie, causing many strange eyes.

At this moment, Hidden Xuan is seriously promoting a long, earthy and yellow sword. Under one chop, a dense and numb yellow sword emits a loud and broken voice, and the momentum is quite astonishing.

The young man with purple-eyed veins, apparently advanced to the late stage of condensation, also gained a lot of strength.

However, in the face of this trendy sword, the slightly fat man is a divine steady play, prompting the big black print on his head to spray a water-screen-like black light in front of him.

The dense yellow swords struck the light screen, and after a shower of rain and banana-like sounds, the black light screen easily bounced off the swords.

“Brother, you can only defend yourself like this, but don't you look down on me?” Hidden Xuan saw the situation and asked with both eyebrows upside down.

The slightly fat young man smiled slightly and did not answer.

Tibetan Xuan glanced, flashed a little anger on his face, single-handedly pushed, the yellow light of the long yellow sword in his hand was steep, and under a point, a long yellow sword lashed out, followed by a mouth, six purple rays flashed out, followed by the sword.

As soon as Liu Ming's color moved, he recognized that Tian Xuan had sacrificed it at this moment. It was precisely the set of purple flying knives that had been damaged when he opposed the Fire Spirit King in the Little Flame Realm. Today, it seems that Tian Xuan has managed to repair it.

The next moment, the yellow long rainbow flashed in front of the slightly fat youth, and a loud "bang” sounded, actually cut out a crack in the black light screen, and the six purple rays that followed flashed, passing through, radially towards the face door of the slightly fat youth.

“Up!”

The slightly fat young man saw this situation, his face was also a stiff whisper, his hands were pinched, the big black imprint suddenly disappeared in the distance, and at the next moment appeared in front of the young man, the black curtain light magnified, he actually bounced back six purple rays, and instead lasered out towards the Tibetan Xuan side.

Tibetan Xuan's face sank, his hands pinched, his eyes flashed, six purple rays converged, turned into six purple blades, and flew back into his mouth again.

The big black print in front of the slightly fat young man, but the sudden rise several times, becomes the size of a house, like a giant wall to hide and depress, making it completely inevitable.

Tibetan Xuan Goddess Yilin, yellow long sword flew out of hand, suddenly turned into a giant yellow sword, severely chopped on the big black mark.

The black light flashed and the yellow sword was like a tree, instantly bouncing off. The big black impression flashes with a heavy, powerful oppression.

The face of Tibetan Xuan is a pale face. The windmill of both hands is generally connected with a pinch, and the eyes are bright and violet. A light purple screen appears instantly in front of you. Everyone searches for the authoritative public symbol "Forgotten Words” to keep an eye on the information about Forgotten Words.

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