Demon’s Diary

At a time when Liu Ming and Huang Ying were showing surprising colors, the purple wind blade on the other side was already in the air, lashing out in front of the Quemu reverend.

"Humph” crimson, his right hand toward the void, a green wooden wand about four feet long suddenly over his head, reading words in his mouth, the wooden wand surface raised a layer of green light, then spawned several green vines from the sky, quickly wrapped in front of him into three vine walls.

Two bang bang sounds!

Purple wind blades broke down two vine walls in a row, and when the third vine wall was almost broken, it broke apart unbroken.

At the same time, a purple shadow shook down and appeared strangely above Huang Ying, fast as a flash.

Next moment, but seeing his arm blurred, he once again condensed a purple wind blade and chopped it off towards Huang Ying's head.

“Huang Daoyou, be careful!” Qimu Zhuang saw the purple shadow turn towards Huang Ying, his face changed and he shocked and shocked.

Huang Ying did not expect the young man in purple to attack the furthest away from the station, her face sinked, delicately drank, threw a pair of golden jade double loops over her head, suddenly appeared over the sky one gold, one blue and two intersecting apertures, and rose wildly, and the sky rose.

The light shadow formed by the rotation of the double-loop is constantly fused into a green golden spherical cocoon. The golden light flashes and becomes a blue shield to cover the yellow glow.

loud bang!

The purple wind blade struck the green golden light cocoon, causing the shield to flash wildly, good thing it didn't break apart.

The joy of yellow eyes flashed past, just about to converge the golden jade double ring,

“Careful!” Liu Ming's voice suddenly spread.

When the woman heard the words, she glanced back and immediately changed her face.

Behind that, sometime there was another young man in purple clothes, but his face was full of red spiritual prints, and he was coming out a little lightning with a red finger, not in the intersection of the golden jade double loops.

A brittle sound of "kaka kaka” came in, the blue golden light cocoon suddenly collapsed, revealing the yellow figure inside.

Then the purple shadow moved his other arm, punched and blurred, and a wheel-like red fist shouted out, causing the nearby void to twist and blur.

Huang Ying was shocked and tried to hide from his body, but he was already late. He could only bite his teeth and suddenly the light flashed behind him. A pale yellow stripe appeared in the sky and spinning wildly.

“Boom” sound!

Huang Ying was instantly smashed by a huge fist shadow, and Huang Ying was hit by the remnants of the fist shadow on the back. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood erupted towards the front, and his figure instantly fell down.

The man in front single-handedly twisted seven or eight purple wind blades, spinning towards Huang Ying and chopping them off.

Apparently, he had already seen Huang Ying as the weakest of the three, so he tried to solve one of them with a storm.

At this point, a golden sword is sweeping across.

Golden glitter flashed, instantly smashing all the purple wind blades, while a black cloud held onto the already comatose yellow falling body, to a giant stone roll not far away.

It was Liu Ming who arrived.

Now faced with a strong enemy, one more person will have one more battle force, which is why he hastily rescued them.

But now it seems that Huang Ying will not be able to join the regiment for a short time.

When the young man in purple clothes saw this, he appeared a little angry. When he was about to do it again, the shadow flashed in front of him, and Liu Ming flashed, blocking him.

Liu Ming simultaneously moved his arms up and down, and the four black tiger heads emerged simultaneously. In the sound of the tiger, he punched out hard.

On the other hand, Kwemu honored the second young man who appeared in purple after shaking two green wooden canes in his hand.

Apart from the fact that his face was all red, he was just like the first young man in purple clothing, with no difference in breath, and when his hands flashed, a dense and numb red fireball burst out.

As soon as the Venerable Quimu gathered, he could only wave the wooden wand hastily, illuminating a piece of green light to resist it.

At this time, the young man in purple clothes on the other side, faced with the attack of Liu Ming, his eyes flashed with a different color, his arms lifted without panic, and his right hand pressed in the void forward.

A little purple shadow flew out of its palm and slipped away, turning into a number of magnitude purple hurricane, just as Liu Ming's four black tiger head fists.

In the blink of an eye, fist shadows and purple hurricanes collide firmly.

When they touch each other, they are silent!

Four black tiger heads that roared more than once, wrapped in a purple hurricane, clogged in the air as if time had stopped moving, but soon, four tiger head fiction burst apart, and a round of black purple and two-color interwoven spiral emerged, turning into a circle of wind blades and rolling around.

Liu Ming saw this gorgeous color, the sleeve robe trembled, one side of the pitch-black round shield flew out, weathering several lengths and sizes blocked in front of him, while the shape backwards and backwards.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

As the surface of the skull shield shield flashed with a glitter, a gleaming metal touch of "miso choke” emerged.

At the same time, the nearby boulders and mountain walls touched the scattered wind blades and instantly disappeared into a bunch of powder.

But after Liu Ming's deep bone shield, he was safe.

The purple young man saw this, laughed coldly, his hands resolutely together, several purple breezes rolled out again, in a broken sound of “clamor”, towards the willow in a fierce volumes.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed a bright glint, took away the little black shield, the surrounding black gas rolled out, a blurred figure, turned into three fictional shadows, one flashed, and did not retreat to face the purple wind blade towards the purple robe man.

A wave of “pu" and "pu” sounded, two black fictitious shadows under the purple wind blade laser, bursting apart and turning into a black gas.

Liu Mingzhen took the opportunity to flash out of the black, instantly appeared in front of the purple robe man, a fist with rolling black gas in the whistling breaking sound directly!

The purple robe man saw this and punched out the same without saying a word.

Heaven collapses and earth splits loud!

Liu Ming only felt a tremendous force coming face to face, his heart turned sharply, and then the bouncing force flew back. He flew out seven or eight lengths before stopping his figure, and the purple robe man couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

The purple robe flashed in the man's eyes, then his eyes grew gloomy, his mouth whispered words, then suddenly the purple spiritual print all over his face flashed, a layer of purple glow covered his body.

Liu Ming's eyebrows picked down, one hand slightly eyebrowed, the golden glow flashed, a small golden sword flew out, the wind swept up, instantly ten size, towards the front of the void split.

A golden sword rolls down!

The purple robe men's expressionless hands suddenly rolled out into a huge snake shadow of more than ten lengths in size. Under a circle, the snake's head opened its mouth and spit a large wind column like a grinding disc, rapidly rising and spinning.

Liu Ming's face flashed with a strong color, emptiness of one hand.

The chopped golden sword light "bang“, divided into a dozen golden swords and lasered out, crossed and staggered, the purple wind column was stirred into pieces and turned into a purple gas.

However, without waiting for Liu Ming to reveal joy, the young man in purple clothes suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.

“No!” Liu Ming's head suddenly raised a sense of uneasiness.

Sure enough, a string of red boxing shadows came rolling in with burning red flames, but the reddish man, who had always fought with Noble Kuemu, suddenly backfired, releasing more than a dozen reds to go back and sneak attack.

“Bastard! ”

Venerable Kuimu is furious.

How can it not be instantly difficult for a reddish young man to see his face as he confronts his opponent while still distracting himself from attacking Liu Ming?

Liu Ming's body quickly retreated, his right hand punched hard, rolling black gas towards the erythema, a time of fireworks to cover the day.

The purple robe man took the opportunity to suddenly become blurred, quickly approaching the willow at a strange speed, surrounded by purple light, and one purple hurricane after another formed in the sky.

A glittering, ghostly deceitful knife in front of Willow.

In a shock, Liu Ming instantly drove the veterinary armor decision, and instantly condensed into a pale silver coat of armor, while a thick layer of scales appeared in front of his chest, while his hands suddenly crossed one master.

“Boom," he punched his arm with a purple fist.

Liu Ming intuitively felt his arms warm, the whole person was hit by a hill, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood erupted, his mind suddenly turned, but with this huge force he flew backwards and flashed out of the siege of the hurricane.

After swinging, he appeared outside a dozen lengths, one hand hidden behind his back, began to concentrate the power of Tian Lei, the other hand single-handedly, recalled the flying sword, looked at the eyes of the opponent, it was extremely heavy.

The most powerful disciple under this Thunder Demon has not provoked any psychic charm from the beginning. Seen as a stubborn faction of a demon clan, it relies purely on the purple wind of genius to carry out a varied and multi-end attack.

Even so, the strength is no less than that of the previous Blue Bull Demon. Simply cultivating the natural Divine Spirit can possess such power, so that Liu Ming can't help but think of the magic marks of the basic spells he condensed during the spiritual period.

At this time, the young man in purple coat's face flashed, reading words in his mouth, at the same time an astonishing breath rushed to the sky, his arms moved, and Yanagi slowly grabbed out.

“Pfft," an acre of magnificent size, the giant hand of purple air emerged over the rhinoceros, and grabbed it hard by the fifth finger.

Liu Ming only felt that the void around him was tight, and there was a feeling of suffocation that he couldn't breathe. When his face sank, his mouth fluttered long and suddenly grabbed the golden sword, and once the wind rose, it turned into as long as two feet.

He simply poured his whole body of magic into the void sword, then flushed his wrist in the air, and then a 30-length golden sword swordlight swept into the sky, greeting the purple claw.

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