Demon’s Diary

There was no response below, and the lake had long since returned to its previous calm, as if nothing had happened.

Liu Ming saw this, smiled coldly, and suddenly a pitch-black mist rose on his body, waved down with one hand, the mist came out, under a clear dragon bark, flashed under the water.

“Bang," a huge splash of water rushing to the sky!

In the water light, a dark figure jumped out, and behind him, a black mist dragon chased him tightly.

The black man waved with one hand, lit several groups of pale white water balls in front of him, and instantly fell on the fog dragon. After a few muffled noises, the fog dragon burst apart.

“At last, Your Excellency, why are you attacking me for no reason?” Liu Ming single-handedly broke the fog dragon back into a black gas flying roll and blended into his body.

On the other hand, the other side was a man with a rather small body, all wrapped up in black clothes, only revealed a pair of small eyes of green oil, didn't seem to expect Liu Ming to ask this question, he couldn't help but look over.

“Looks like you're the new guy who just came in, huh? In that case, leave your spirit to me!” The black man's voice hoarse and weird laughed twice, and as soon as his body moved, he had to do it again.

Liu Ming snorted, looking at the man's eyes immediately revealed a slight sense of ridicule.

The man in black saw Liu Ming's eyes and somehow felt a slight bad in his heart. He turned his mind and immediately withdrew decisively.

But at this point, the infinite black light suddenly rolled out from behind Yao Ming, just a reverse roll ahead and covered the space of dozens of square circles.

The man in black only felt dark in front of him and fell into the prison space. Five senses suddenly blurred and his heart suddenly panicked and angry.

But as a Sister of the Realm, he was just a trance and immediately reacted. After a roar, the water burst apart suddenly and countless pieces of water evaporated, causing the underworld space to shake apart.

But he waited for him to see the situation outside, and the cold rolled in front of him, and the sight suddenly became chaotic, and the whole heaven and earth suddenly turned upside down.

The moment his head broke through the underworld, he was cut down by a roll of a pale golden flying sword that was almost invisible, so fast that it did not feel any pain.

“Pfft”, his soul turned into a green light, and he tried to escape angrily.

But the light golden flying sword, which cut off its reveal, was just a circle, and it was once again turned into a dense hemp golden sword, and instantly penetrated a thoracic hole, eventually turning a cry into nothing.

At this time, Liu Ming only single-handedly, the light golden flying sword flew back to the center of his eyebrows and disappeared.

From his provocation of the Underworld Divine Spirit, to releasing the Void Flying Sword to kill each other and retract it, only three or four breathing moves forward and backward.

At this point, the headless body of the man in black was powerless to fall down, and the blood pouring out of his neck left a shadow in the air.

Liu Ming sighed a long sigh and his face slightly loosened.

He was able to kill an early monk of Jindan so easily, and he had some big surprises himself.

It seems that the strength of this man in black is also the lowest of the Brothers of the Real Dan.

Second, the other party did not anticipate the strangeness of its underworld genius and the hiding of Yuan Ling's flying sword, so it could be killed with one blow. Otherwise, as long as a man in black is trapped in an underworld prison for a moment, he will show his defense first, and Liu Ming will not be able to get it so easily.

Liu Mingxing thought, his sleeves trembled and a black gas rolled out, pulling the body of the man in black back in front of him.

At this point, the body suddenly blurred and turned into a bird in the upper body, a fish monster in the lower body, over the chest, more nail-sized scales.

“Turns out it's also a monster cultivation. ”

Liu Ming muttered, single-handedly rolled a scaly storage character from the body of a man in black and ingested it directly into his hand.

His consciousness swept slightly in the storefront and shook his head with disappointment, putting it away at will.

With the exception of a few spirit stones and some unusual dandruff, there's nothing worth looking at, not even a superb spirit machine.

It seems that this monster cultivation is not really poor enough, it is very likely to be an old man among the monsters.

Speaking of which, because of their unique gifts, their long life span and their much stronger flesh than the people, the demonic monks initially did not despise the use of spiritual instruments, such as Fabao, which they thought was a coincidence and not the right way to cultivate.

“Instead of wasting time on foreign objects, take more time to cultivate the Divine Ability of Life. ”

This is an ancient proverb that is extremely popular among demons. Since ancient times, there have been many demons with this kind of mind. In fact, it also makes sense. After all, once many demons cultivate the body to a certain degree, it can far surpass the ordinary magic treasure of the apparatus.

Yet, with the sedimentation of countless years, countless monster monks died under the layers of the pharmacopoeia of each other, some even cultivated far beyond the existence of each other, as they fought against the human monks.

So wet in the ears, more and more demons began to change their minds, and began to sacrifice the aid of external forces such as the Alphabet Spiritual Device.

To this day, however, some demons continue to retain ancient demons' ideas and are reluctant to use any kind of magical treasure, but only to cultivate their own limbs and sacrifice them into treasures.

After Liu Ming released several fireballs to dispose of the body of the half-bird half-fish, he hung it in the air and thought quietly.

Just now this fishman made him quite concerned.

Mercy, in the words "here," ”newbie," he roughly speculated that there were many other monks here, who seemed to be locked up for quite some time.

As to what the thunder demon was doing this for, he could not yet guess.

“Forget it, I can only walk one step at a time...”

After a wave of gloomy uncertainty, or after shaking his head, Liu Ming continued to drive the cloud with a pinch.

……

Two days later.

In a small valley, the voices are heard.

But seeing above the valley, the two shadows stirred each other at the right time, and from time to time there were intense rays of light and a burst of intense spatial fluctuations.

Mountain stones on both sides of the canyon were shaken by heavy fighting between the two of them, and the bulk rocks rolled down.

One of them, a weird giant monkey mask on his head, was Liu Ming.

But seeing his finger light bursts, three golden light-mounted swords lasered out, in the punctuating sound of the hollow ear, straight to the other party's three major points.

However, at this moment, when the three blood flashed, the three swords were greeted. As the three sounds of "Pu”, "Pu”, “Pu” and "Pu” sounded continuously, the two collided, and suddenly a glorious and eye-catching light erupted.

When Liu Ming's color moved, the black gas rolled out of his body, and the whole person suddenly turned into a hazy shadow, directly into the sky.

Almost at the same time, another shadow of blood flashed in the middle of the sky, revealing one of the middle-aged men dressed in blood-red clothing with a long snow-white dust in his hand.

Liu Ming shouted in a low voice, his hands blurred, and a dense black boxing shadow struck straight at the middle-aged man.

Shortly after walking halfway, the boxing shadow was encircled by a pale white glow, and a murmuring ablation was emitted into the invisible.

At this moment, the middle-aged man only takes the dust and his body takes two steps back.

“Daoyou's strength is highly uncertain. You and I are brothers of the people, and we have no deep hatred. It is no good for anyone to continue to fight, so why don't we just quit?“ The middle-aged man shook his eyes for a few moments and blew his hands off, saying faintly instead of continuing to attack.

“Well, that's what I'm saying.” Liu Ming snorted slightly. After a little thought, he nodded his consent:

“So good, I hope to see Taoist friends again soon, there are not many monks here.” When the middle-aged man heard the words, a smile appeared on his face. After arching his hand towards Liu Ming, he slowly flew back, but his eyes remained close to Liu Ming's body.

After he retreated more than a hundred husbands, he turned around, his hands swept down, turned into a white light and flew fast towards the distant sky.

Liu Ming's eyes also stared closely at the middle-aged man, until he gradually disappeared into the sky before revealing a thoughtful look.

The middle-aged man was an early Maestro of the Real Dan, but the strength of the battle experience and the previous black demon cultivation were simply different.

This person, like Liu Ming, will not only have a lot of secrets, but the flesh is also unusually strong. As for the dust in the hand, it is also a defensive and equipped pharmacopoeia, powerful.

After more than a dozen fights, the mind knows that, unless all efforts are made, there will be no results and the power will be wasted in vain.

This is where the other party stops taking the initiative.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed for a few moments or, suddenly, one turned around and rushed in the opposite direction of the middle-aged man.

Since there was no change in the night and day in this mystery, it was roughly estimated in his heart that it had been almost three or four days since he had arrived here, and his implicit insinuation had finally clarified some of the circumstances through the several powerful people encountered during this period.

Everything is about the same as his guess. It turns out that the monks of all ethnic groups at this entrance and exit in one of the secrets of Reiki Mountain were caught by Thunder Demon and another day in Nanban by the Iron Demon Sect of the Elephant Frontier.

If we want to trace it back to the first person to be caught, it will be at least 10 years from now.

Strangely enough, however, all the monks of the ethnic groups who were thrown in here, all kinds of treasure apparatus and other things that they carry, have not been searched for, and the strong men of the two heavenly demons have never interfered in anything that occurs in secret territory.

However, the spiritual energy of the earth and the heavens is much thinner than the outside world, and the restoration of magic power is relatively slow, so in addition to borrowing the dandruff charm, there are also demonic cultivators who supplement themselves by killing other monks, robbing the dandruff spirit stone and extracting the soul.

In this way, there is a constant situation of crisis and strife, and there are also some brothers of all ethnic groups in the original secrets of the condensation crystal, who have long been hunted down by the existence of these realms of Jindan.

Now Liu Ming, I'm afraid, is the only one in this mysterious realm to be a Master under the Real Dan.

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