Demon’s Diary

The next moment, a white light and Xia flies out as your flag waves, weathering into a dozen giant wind dragons of more than twenty lengths, toward a tidal sweep of grey fog, seems to want to directly crush the grey fog.

The young man in the silver car saw this, turned his head and looked at the already ten size cocoons, bite his teeth, put the wings of the three organs behind him together, the law in his hands changed again, the armor of the arm organ became illusory, suddenly a golden cylinder.

There are as many as three on the left and right arms, which are quite similar to the red cylinders on the armor of the Peng Yue machine. They just look smaller, but more sophisticated, with a light silver spiritual pattern clearly visible in a circle above.

Suffocated like a bead cannon!

A group of fiery golden flames burst out of six cylinders, dense and numb into two golden threads, the source raging towards the middle grey fog ball.

Luo Tiancheng raised his hand again, one by one, decisively into the ancient bronze lamp in his palm, releasing a huge flame of silver, rushing towards the fog sea ahead.

Liu Ming's long golden sword shook in his hand, and there was also a dense and numb sword shadow coming out.

A shocking scene appeared.

Huge grey fog ball, under the continuous bombardment of more than a dozen giant wind dragons, sword shadows, flames and blue light silver flames, the surface appeared dark and light with various depressions, however, after any attack paused, the wounds left by the previous attack were quickly healed back like a leather ball.

After this situation lasted only seventy or eight hours, the young man in the silver car, not knowing what he had found due to the excessive loss of power, took the lead in stopping the attack with one arm and quickly said:

“Conventional means do not work, and those silkworms, combined with these weird grey mists, are completely ineffective in general attack and fire-fire attribute spells. ”

“That's what you have to say! ”

The purple-haired man snorted coldly, his trick stopped, and the white flag was also stowed.

Luo Tian saw this, and the shady face stopped pushing the ancient bronze lamp in his hand.

Since the results have been modest, the three are naturally reluctant to consume the power equitably.

Just as the three people stopped attacking at hand, Liu Ming next to them looked at the fog ball for a moment, and suddenly his eyebrows burst out, but after a blur along the way, he disappeared.

At the same time, Luo Tiancheng's three ears heard a faint sound from Liu Ming.

“Please wait a moment and let me see if I can break this thing alone! ”

Just when all three of them were stunned by mistakes, the grey fog ball fluctuated together and the person shook, and Liu Ming flashed out in the sky.

At this time, he was in the middle of nowhere, single-handed pinch, silver flashes behind him, a pair of brush-sized silver wings, while the black water flashes in his hand, holding two heavy water beads each on the left and right.

The thick water mist on the surface of the two balls drifts, hiding the noise of the running water.

Liu Ming's wrist trembled and two heavy water beads, one blurred, blended into the left and right wings as two black currents.

Two “puff" and “puff” sounds!

Silver meatwings are just a slight fan, with a sudden appearance of a pink black spiritual print on the surface, and a black mist spreading within the bounds of the surrounding length. At the same time, a little blue light flashed inside and began to burst like thunder.

This is the mystery of the fusion of sea monster armor and heavy water beads. Is it the magical method that was learned after constant refining in illusion in recent years, or is it the first time to use it in the real world?

At this time, Liu Ming had a void sword in his hand, his lips slightly fluttered with words, his whole body power poured into the flying sword, and at the same time, his back wings fanned faster and faster in the buzzing sound, almost invisible to the naked eye.

The void sword rushed to the sky and swept to the wind, turning into a golden sword shadow of more than 10 lengths.

This sword shadow just slipped and swept in the sky. When the black water fog roared below, it suddenly turned into the sky of several black water columns. After a sudden noise, it all flashed into the giant sword shadow.

The golden sword shadow rose several times, turned into a giant blade of seventy or eighty years, and gradually became truthful and true, emitting a powerful sword of horror.

Both Luo Tiancheng and the purple-haired men's silver car youth, after being swept away by the sword, their faces changed dramatically, and the same “slip” withdrew a few steps.

Slash

Liu Ming drank out loudly, single-handedly pounding higher altitude.

The sound of Optimus Sword Shadow “Poop” fell from high altitude, passing by, the void distorted and blurred, and bursting tears were emitted.

Meanwhile, deep beneath the gray fog ball, the sharp sound of Guillaume not only curled his body into a giant meatball, the outer diameter of the fog was more than twenty, but also crushed desperately under the rolling again, contracted nearly half a dozen, appearing more thick.

A loud noise shocked the heavens and earth.

The Optimus Sword shadow was severely cut over the fog ball and burst into a dazzling light, as if a golden proud sun burst between the two suddenly, scratching a powerful shockwave around.

“Bang” shouted, after the horror of the giant sword shadow, finally tearing the fog ball apart and slashing it hard on the meatballs inside, deep into the scale, but strangely without any blood bleeding out.

The next moment, the surface of the meatball suddenly shivered by a wave. After a few flashes of the sword shadow, it was slowly squeezed out of the meatball by an inch.

This Guillaume body is so powerful that it cannot be completely torn apart by such horror.

However, Liu Ming in high altitude seemed to have predicted this. Without saying anything, ten fingers and a series of colorful legal lasers emerged. All of them flashed into the shadow of the Optimus Sword.

In the shadow of the sword an instant muffled sound, a lump of milky white light erupted, and after slipping around, it suddenly turned into countless white filaments, flashing into meatballs.

“No."

There was a scream from Quyao in the meatball, and the sword shadow that had already been squeezed open suddenly sank, leaving the meatball open.

The sound of "chuckle”, half of the meatballs blurred, vanished instantly from the shadow of the sword.

When the other half of the meatball also tried to escape, it was suddenly caught in a rolling mist from the shadow of the sword, and then countless filaments flashed and fell into a pile of crushed meat.

“Bang” fluctuated in the void almost a dozen times outside, leaving Guillaume with only half his body flashing with an incredible look on his face.

Although the monster's strength is astonishing, in the previous battle with Luo Tiancheng, most of the powerful means of divinity have been broken. Today, the most dependant powerful defense is also broken by Liu Ming, and the anger in his heart is known.

At this time, however, the Optimus Sword shadow became a blur, which turned into a slight collapse of golden light and turned back into a laser of a golden flying sword.

Liu Ming grabbed a void sword more than two feet long in his hand, looked up at Zhejiang Quyao and said lightly:

““ What are the Daoists waiting for, not to attack at this time, but when? ”

The purple-haired man and others have long looked at some of the stunned mouth. After listening to Liu Ming again, they all recovered.

“Good, I didn't expect you to have this magic trick! In that case, except for this one.” The purple-haired man laughed furiously, bursting behind his back together, and the giant ghost rolled out again, roaring and rushing towards Quyao.

After a bitter laugh, the silver car youth struggled again with their arms. Six golden cylinders suddenly enlarged their golden light, and the golden flames that covered the heavens and the earth lashed out.

Luo Tian's face was shady and uncertain. He snorted coldly and held one hand. The ancient bronze lamp in his hand was also enlarged by silver light, and a large volume of silver flame rolled out.

This time, the heavily traumatized Quyao dared not engage the three together again. After a roar, suddenly the rolling white fog erupted from the lower wound again. After one roll, it turned into a mu Xu fog sea wrapped itself in it, and the figure was blurred and disappeared again.

As soon as all attacks fell into the white fog sea, they actually passed directly through the hole, as if there were no living creatures in it.

In such a strange situation, Luo Tiancheng and others frowned, but before they changed their methods of attack, “Pu” shouted, a group of dark shadows, flashing directly into the fog sea, it was Liu Ming who fanned the wing into it.

As soon as the other side entered the fog sea, the rear pair of grain wings were prompted to fly, the surrounding water fluctuated and rolled down, quickly turned into a circle of black water fog spread around, and did not enter the white fog.

In the white fog sea, Quyao, who is desperately trying to heal the wounds, suddenly feels the power of an extremely intense water attribute shock, past, the white fog rolls and surges, and instantly becomes the color of a black and white mixture.

Quyao suddenly felt a black and white mixture of fog and suddenly became heavy and the action slowed down by a few points.

At this time, Liu Ming in the misty sea, single-handedly pinched, the original thick black and white fog point of blue light burst open, the whole misty sea instantly open in a roll of nothing,

Guillaume suddenly reappeared in the eyes of three purple-haired men.

This time, without the need for Liu Ming to say anything, the attack of purple-haired man Luo Tiancheng and others immediately flocked like a storm, the ghost silver flame gold light instantly burst.

After only one more scream, Quyao sprayed dense and numb silk in his mouth, while his body's spiritual prints flashed, and the surface immediately lit up a pale blue light, revealing a rocky blue cuticle layer.

Blasting noise!

The sharp claws of the phantom shadow were like sharp blades, tearing open those silkworms raw, and first scratched from Quyao's head, making a sound.

These blue keratin layers were immediately scratched out of a paw.

The golden flames fell immediately, and the blue cuticle began to crack and collapse in a shock.

Immediately afterwards, another loud bang sounded, the silver flame bombarded the head of Quyao, and a slight touch made a "bang” noise!