Demon’s Diary

Chapter 767: Sword Qi Jiuxiao 750 Star Magnetic Power

According to the scriptures, the yellow towel identities made with this secret method not only have some autonomous spirituality, but also increase in strength as the artist's own strength increases, depending on the quality of the original refining of the yellow towel strength fighter, can generally possess three to seventy percent of the strength of the main body, can be called

After all, if Liu Ming advanced to Jindan or Tianxian after that, a division with 50 to 70% strength, the strength can be imagined.

This liquid in the silver pot, according to the scriptures of Liu Ming, in the last years of the southern wilderness, ran several fang city and auction, so that it was barely collected in various spiritual drug configurations, one of which is called "Furyu Grass” herb, he spent nearly two million spiritual stones specifically to buy a stock from the black market, deliberately used to formulate this spiritual liquid.

According to the scriptures, this spiritual liquid is specially prepared to restore the spirituality of the Yellow Scarf Leicester. After all, this spiritual liquid was refined in ancient times and has been damaged after so many years.

In a series of battles in the past, Liu Ming has also ordered yellow towel fighters to self-explode at critical moments, so his spirituality may be greatly damaged. Now, if he wants to refine his body, he can only let it be well nourished in spiritual liquid and restore some spirituality.

At this moment, Liu Ming stretched out two white fingers and carefully removed the charm from the light purple liquid and moved it to the fine end in front of him.

This spirit liquid is truly remarkable!

But see the original surface of the dim yellow symbol, but now like the new refining, the damaged parts above, as well as some large and small fractures, have been repaired by themselves, without the need to inject any more spiritual energy, the whole surface of the symbol is a faint golden glow, can not stop flowing.

Liu Ming nodded satisfactorily, placing the token again in a silver bowl and soaking it, then lifted his sleeve and closed the bowl cover and put it away.

He was prepared to wait for a good opportunity to begin the sacrifice of the Golden Lexus.

He left the Chamber of Secrets and returned to the Cave's bedroom before it was too early.

It is not easy to fight the thunderbolt demons in the heavenly realm every day. Whether spiritual or physical, he receives a great sense of oppression. Now he needs to sleep well and regain his spiritual strength to its fullest state.

Early the next morning, Liu Ming woke up early. After getting up, he went straight back to the secret room. His eyes closed in the sea of God. He learned too much sword trick.

Now that he has reached the post-crystallization stage, he can finally begin to learn the many sword repelling secrets that had long coveted him in the sword trick.

After three days and three nights so long, he retreated from the sea of God with his eyes flashing blindly.

After a short thought, he closed his eyes again, entered the mysterious space and took out the chemical insect with a trembling sleeve.

He single-handedly injected the mental strength of the chemical insect into the magic eye on the sky tablet.

The next moment, the phantom eyes suddenly opened, Liu Ming only felt a dazzling light attack. When he looked clearly at the foreground of the eyes, the front of the eyes was clearly a bare, tall and short messy stone mountain range, apart from a mountain peak with uneven layers, it was rubble of different sizes.

This means of creating a simple illusion on its own without the need for Luo Zheng, can only be done by Liu Ming after Luo Zheng suddenly increased his authority over the "cage” a few years ago.

But he can only create the simplest illusions like desert, grassland, etc., and he can't create his own complex illusions like spiritual beasts, strong enemies, or thunderstorms.

According to Luo, it is necessary to wait for him to be absorbed by the "cage” several more times before he can be forced to do so.

But even so, Liu Ming was already very satisfied.

After all, some magical cultivation and experimentation are not carried out in the secret chamber. With this illusion, you can dare to let go.

Liu Ming's eyes swept, one arm flashed, gently threw up the gold sword, the gold sword slipped in the void, and then hung steadily in the air.

Liu Mingming's eyes flashed a bright glint, his sword tactics stirred, the small sword's surface was magnified with golden light, instantly transformed into a golden sword light of seventy-eight lengths.

At this point, he fluttered his hands and rushed to the top for a few dots while reading words.

Suddenly after the sound of the sword light cleared up, it actually became more monolithic. With every dot he made, a sword light split up.

A moment later, there were eight more golden golden lights in the void, and each one was no different from the original one.

“Go!”

He threw up a word in his mouth. Nine swords of light shook in the void, then brushed together and lasered out. The little half of the sky was dyed with golden gleams.

“Bang Bang” is coming in two or three times!

After a glimmer of gold flashed, a small stone peak touched the golden light, instantly turning into a bursting projectile of rubble.

“This art of swordlight differentiation is amazing! ”

Liu Ming muttered aloud when he saw the situation.

Then, his sword trick changed, and not far away the nine golden sword rainbows flew back, once again merging into a golden sword.

The next moment, a fiery red fireball curled out at his fingertips, and as he read the words, his index finger gently bounced, the fire ball “punched” towards the golden sword.

Strange things happen.

Instead of striking the golden sword, the fireball was roughly inches around the body of the sword, turning into a finger thick mini fire dragon, tightly wrapped around the golden sword, the void around the sword, and slightly distorted by the temperature of the flame.

Seeing this view, Liu Ming nodded with satisfaction, single-handed sword technique, then pointed somewhere into the void.

One wrapped in a fire dragon, a thick golden sword, a "thud” emitted a laser, like a knife cut tofu, chopping a boulder a few lengths in size into two.

And the split half of the boulder burned briskly and instantly turned into a scorched ash and passed away with the wind.

Subsequently, he attempted to attach the power of water and thunder to the sword and found that its effects were remarkable.

In this way, when an opponent uses some kind of attribute kung fu method to attack or defend, it can attach the properties of mutual restraint to the Yuan Ling Fei Sword, not only can play the power of swordsmanship, but can also achieve a half-work and overcome the effects of enemy victory.

The next day, still in the midst of a secluded valley illusion.

Halfway through the air, the golden flying sword raced towards a giant stone peak beyond a hundred husbands.

However, as the golden flying sword flew through a void, it was as if it had gone into the void and vanished instantly.

Just after a breath, in front of the giant stone peak, the void filled with ripples, the golden light flashed, the golden sword suddenly came out of it, and the speed lashed towards the giant stone peak.

The Golden Sword is a long way off!

At the same time, a milky white glow erupted on the sword, dripping and sneaking, turning into a white silk dancer.

“Bang" sound.

The golden flying sword trembled, suddenly an acceleration, and instantly the hole penetrated the thickest part of the entire mountain in front of it!

The next moment, a more stunning scene happens!

A white filament suddenly emerged from the hole through the stone peak, and after the rumbling, the whole mountain collapsed.

Liu Ming saw this, his eyes were colorful, he single-handedly recalled the flying sword, another flashing, appeared over a small mountain peak, the sleeve robe pointed around, a dozen different colors of flags lasered out, did not enter the mountain surrounding disappeared.

As he recited words, a grey light curtain appeared that wrapped the entire hill, and there were hidden symbols flowing around the surface.

Liu Ming immediately held his fist with one hand. Lifting was a heavy punch. Above the fist wind, a giant black tiger pounded towards the grey screen.

A loud bang sounded!

Liu Ming was subjected to the countershock of this punch and took a few steps backwards to barely stabilize his figure.

On the grey screen, there was only one groove surrounded by black gas, which quickly returned to its original condition after the black gas dissipated.

When Liu Ming nodded, he slipped his feet, reflected out more than ten lengths, and squeezed the knife with his hands. The golden sword “chuckled” flew out.

“Bang" sound.

The next moment, the little golden sword lay on the light screen, and after a slight tremor, there was no hole through it. At this moment, Liu Ming's sword trick changed. A milky white glow suddenly appeared at the front end of the flying sword and instantly turned into a rave of crystalline wire.

“La la” came!

The gray light screen was instantly torn apart by a long, narrow crack, and the golden sword broke into it, turning into a golden light inserted over the mountain rock wall.

Liu Ming saw this, single-handedly, the golden sword made a low sound, spinning at high speeds dripping through the stone walls, a golden sword in the grey screen swept away.

A moment later, the entire light flashed, and a crisp crush broke apart, turning into a slightly grey crumble.

Later, Liu Ming tried to hold multiple defensive restraint arrays on the stone wall, and then tried to split them with a flying sword. The result was the same as before. As long as the star magnetic force was attached to the flying sword, these restraints could be easily broken.

This makes Liu Ming happy.

The next time, he continued to enlighten himself on all the new tools of Too Much Sword Technique and practiced constantly in the illusion.

Half a month later, in the cave chamber.

Liu Ming's eyes sat on a closed disc knee, quietly looking over some kind of secretary's record in the classic book, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

“Sword bladder… this thing is a bit tricky.” Liu Ming finally opened his eyes, but sighed a long sigh of self-talk.

Speaking of sword sachets, he had heard about them a long time ago. He had also read some relevant books. He knew that they had a wonderful use that could cultivate the power of flying swords and nurture spirituality, but he never thought that it was still a necessity for Yuan Ling flying swords to advance to sword pills.