Demon’s Diary

“How could I have gotten it so easily if two Daoists hadn't held it together?“ Liu Ming shook his head and said.

The intensity of this intense war, albeit of short duration, is rare.

Outside of its intact condition, Huang Ying and Kuimu Honor were both unharmed, and the bone scorpion's skull was severely damaged.

However, as soon as he glanced at the corpse of the blue bull demon not far away, his heart moved and walked over quickly.

He painted the totem mystery of "The Car Patient”. The higher the blood of the cow demon is needed, the better, and the blood of the green cow demon in the Realm is perfect.

He stood still in front of the corpse of the Blue Bull Demon. He turned his hand and removed a large jade bottle. Under one hand, a blood pitch poured out of his neck and was ingested by one finger in the jade bottle.

Shortly afterwards, a large bottle of green cow fairy blood was collected.

Kwemu Honored and Huang Ying saw the scene and looked at it without asking.

Looking at the fine blood in his hand, Liu Ming nodded satisfactorily. Once he had put it away, he picked up the storage mark between the waist of the blue bull demon. Under a little black gas, the object “raved” and poured it out.

The other Dan medicine, the spirit apparatus needless to say, there are also four grey masked tokens.

“Well, we got four more tokens, and now we have a lot of chances of getting out of this world.” The honored Quimu saw this and said with a laugh.

“Now with this token, we have eight in our hands.” Liu Ming's eyes flashed, while his sleeve robe flashed, adding all the loot in front of him to the memorial, including the black horn knife that fell beside him.

Kwamu's eyes flashed from the horn knife, a deity of speech and desperation, and he naturally saw it, but ignored it.

“According to information previously obtained from the Blue Hair Demon Monk, there are fourteen disciples of Lei Tie Er who entered the area, which means that six tokens are still missing.” Quimu Honored said with a sincere face.

“This blue bull is obviously the strongest disciple of the Iron Demon pulse. Today, among the candidates, there is also the Zhendan medium-strong in the Thunder Demon pulse. According to our situation with rabbits these days, it is likely that this is the only one left.” Huang Ying had already put a few stamps on his right shoulder to stop the bleeding and said pale.

“Huang Fairy analyzed well, in the secret, it is likely that all but the three of us, the other interracial monks, have fallen.” The Honorable Quimu heard the story and nodded.

“In that case, the strongest enemy we have today is only the strongest disciple under the Thunder Demon Gate. If the three of us work together, we shouldn't have a problem taking him down. As a matter of urgency, the two of you need to recover as soon as possible before they come to the door.” Liu Ming's eyes swept from both of them, "he said.

Qimu Honored and Huang Ying heard that they naturally had no opinions. Although they had just beaten the Green Bull Demon, the three of them thought that they would have to face another Jindan middle-strong, and naturally did not dare to be lazy at all.

After this war, not only did he suffer serious injuries, but Liu Ming also consumed a lot of magic.

The next time, the three of them rested on the spot.

In order to recover the magic power as soon as possible, the Sukimu reverend did not hesitate to consume the lifetime, and once again used the mystery of Dead Wood Wing Chun. After only a small half day of kung fu, he returned to full prosperity. Then, several magical formations were laid out again without saying anything.

On the other hand, after taking an unknown Dan medicine, Huang Ying also sat for three days and three nights, and the broken arm of his right hand had grown a new arm.

And Liu Ming's totem surgery was about to fail, and he redrawn it with the blood of a low-order cow fairy.

Although the blood of the cow fairy in the Realm has been obtained, it takes a lot of time to draw a true totem, and the situation in the Secret Realm is really not suitable for this kind of thing.

Another five or six days passed.

In the meantime, however, no demonic monks or interracial monks have appeared, so the three of them have had a calm and quiet day and recovered their injuries.

In the cave, Kwemu Honor is holding a platter with his hands at this moment, and the green light is constantly flowing over it.

“Since the Blue Bull Demon, we've been waiting here for days, but we haven't seen him show up. Could something have happened?” Huang Ying frowned slightly beside him, and his tone was a little uneasy.

“It is also possible that the person has noticed us and may even find that we killed the Green Bull Demon, so that at some quiet time, it has not yet appeared.” Kwemu's eyes only stared at the blue array in his hand, and his eyebrows were wrinkled as well, he said.

“But to enter the restricted area, you have to get all eighteen tokens. There are no more than six tokens on this person. If you don't want to show up so far, let's take the initiative. After all, if it takes too long, the old monsters outside notice the situation here, it's hard to say how to get involved.” Liu Ming sighed and said slowly.

“I agree with Ye Daoyou that this is a quiet moment, but after all, it is not a place to stay for long nights. We should go to the center of the mystery.” Kwemu raised his head and agreed.

“In that case, let's get going.” After thinking about it, Huang Ying stood up and slightly adjusted to his nascent right arm. He also agreed to Liu Ming's proposal.

So after a little discussion, after a meal, the three men flashed out of the cave and swept away towards the secret center.

Results are on the way. Surely no interracial monks have been encountered and the journey has been very smooth.

Two days later, in an extended mountain range close to the center, Liu Ming's line of three slowly flew at low altitude, observing the movement from time to time.

As shown on the map on the token, it was not far from the center of the secret world, so the three slowed down.

Liu Ming, who flew in front of him, suddenly took shape and whispered:

“Wait, someone! ”

Kwemu reverend and Huang Ying heard that his face changed and immediately stopped as well. His mind swept under him, but he did not seem to find any abnormality. He could not help but look at Liu Ming with confusion.

At this time, a thin purple figure, a thin man in purple clothes, slowly emerged from a sudden fluctuation of space, near a boulder not far ahead of the three of them.

The man leaned against the boulder with a strange pattern on his face and forehead and looked indifferently at the three.

“It seems that the three of you are not all lucky to find this place alive in secret!” The man's eyes swept from the three Liu Ming people and stopped on Liu Ming again, showing a slight expression of interest on his face.

The two honored Kuimu and Huang Ying looked a little ugly immediately.

This person has been hiding in front of him clearly not far away. They did not find anything. Had it not been for Liu Ming's reminder, he would have walked this way, he would have been attacked directly.

“Be careful, this person is quite strange, from the smell of the shadow and cold, it seems that the cultivation is never under the blue bull demon, it must be the last candidate disciple.” Kwemu Honor looked at this man with a gloomy face and preached a low voice to Liu Ming and Huang Ying.

“Alas, I didn't expect to end up with three foreigners. Looks like Qingluo's idiot died in your hands too. It's so disappointing!” After a strange twist in the shadow of the purple robe man, the three men appeared in mid-air, looking at the three, arrogantly said.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ming and the three of them looked at each other and immediately opened up very tacitly.

Liu Ming's eyes were concentrated and his expression was very condensed. This talent showed a very strange body technique. Not only was he flexible, but he was also very fast. It gave a strange feeling that he didn't have any weight at all. It seemed that the cultivation technique should be very special.

“Interesting words, hand over your tokens, this seat may allow you to reincarnate, otherwise, hey...” The purple robe man's mouth snapped, revealing Sensen's white teeth.

“Your Eminence, there are three of us on our side. Are you sure you want to win?” Kwemu laughed coldly, interrupting the words of the purple robe man, turning his hands and offering a yellow spear.

“Humph, no toast, no forfeit, in that case, your souls, I will come and fetch it myself!” The man in the purple robe heard that his face was heavy and that the purple robe was fluttering without a wind.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed, the surrounding black gas had already rolled out, his figure was another blur, the next moment appeared not far behind the purple robe man, his arms moved, and the two dragon-like rolling black gas pounded on the purple robe man.

Yellow Ying's mouth slightly moved, the jade hand caught a pair of circular ring spirits, one gold and one jade, only to see his right hand holding the gold ring, gently striking towards the left hand's dark jade ring, the two rings touched, the crisp sound of Ling Ling suddenly sounded, the formation of a golden jade color flashed, a golden and bright sound wave, straight towards the purple man.

Meanwhile, the marksmanship apparatus of Kwemu reverend also arrived in front of the Purple Clothes youth with a string of handicaps.

With the previous role of facing the Blue Bull Demon together, the cooperation between the three people has added a sense of acquiescence.

The purple robe man saw this, his eyes revealed a slight smile, his hands flexibly flipped, forming a lotus flower print in front of him, a silver moon-sized purple pylorus, instantly blossoming, but seeing the French print in his hand, Purple Lotus flew up in the air, a piece of purple petal gradually disengaged from the lotus body in a flying spin, turned into more than a dozen purple wind blades, instantly stirred out, shouting towards the yellow spear of the Kwai wood venerator.

The sound of "clatter” keeps coming!

Purple wind blade continuously cut over yellow spear gun, dot flowers floating, saw yellow light scattered, yellow spear gun straight backwards, while purple wind blade self-attenuating laser towards Kuemu honor.

Meanwhile, a "puff” sounded softly, and the black mist dragon released by Liu Ming suddenly passed through the purple man, but his body dissipated into the void with a little purple light, only a phantom.

As a result, a loud "boom” sounded, the golden sound wave and the fog dragon of Liu Ming collided, suddenly a black golden fog ball burst in the void at the same time!

Liu Ming saw this, and his pupils shrunk.

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