Demon’s Diary

As a result, Liu Ming found that apart from this broken sword mountain in front of him, there was no other object in the whole space, surrounded by the white light masked light screen composed of Qi, Qi on top of a milky white symbol implicitly flashed constantly, a ray of sword from time to time absorbed into the symbol, as quiet as a mud cow into the sea.

“Huh?” Liu Ming suddenly moved and took a deep breath, mobilizing the pure power in his body, patting gently on the blade, forcibly suppressing Yuan Ling's flying sword, then his legs burst into the air.

A moment later, he turned into a golden light, approaching the top of the summit, on a platform.

As the light converged, Liu Ming reappeared on the platform, not far from it, an ancient stone tablet that appeared to be some years old.

Immediately next to the stone tablet is an inverted rock, revealing only a foot long golden sword, the sword body is golden, close to the blade at about six or seven inches of the blade handle, there are two residual openings the size of the thumb joint, and the blade handle is left with the majority.

However, the sword does not seem too old, the dragon pattern above the handle is still clearly visible, and there is a hint of inflexible sword.

Unlike the dense hemp sword distribution near the mountain belly and at the foot of the mountain, this sword is within hundreds of feet, but there are no other swords, and there are no more than a hundred swords on top of it, and there is almost a sword tablet next to each sword, which naturally shows that each sword here has its own story.

The buried past will eventually be forgotten, leaving only a plain stone tablet and the still slightly lit sword.

But these faint flashes, condensed into a shadow of undamaged swordsmanship, are still reminding everyone who enters here that the glory of these broken swords was as if it had happened yesterday.

“Fierce Yang Sword! ”

Liu Ming looked carefully at the inscription on the stone tablet in front of him, suddenly slightly flashed, revealing a hint of surprise.

He had previously noticed that the golden sword was somewhat familiar. Now he suddenly realized after seeing the word "Yueyang”. This sword was the golden flying sword activated by the Jin Liyang Phantom in the Blue Dome Phantom Palace on that day.

Liu Ming, in the mysterious space illusion, has fought with the Jin Liyang illusion many times, which can be recognized at a glance.

At this time, the golden sword in front of him seemed to sense the location of Liu Ming, a golden light amplified, a strong and thick sword came to his face, leading the blade between his waist to relax himself, also a golden laser.

Liu Ming reacted extremely quickly, holding the blank sword in his hand with one claw, and did not hesitate to move to the bottom of the mountain.

When he returned to the foot of the mountain and set foot on the earth again, the void sword in his hand finally gradually subsided.

At this point, Liu Ming has roughly felt that although the broken sword mountain is getting thinner and thinner from the bottom up, the strength of the sword emitted is the opposite.

Just now, he did not use Jiandan, the sword of the fierce sun had been sworddrawn to fly out of the crossbow, to really reach the top of the peak at the beginning, the danger is highly conceivable.

With this in mind, he decided to start the battle with the ordinary flying sword at the bottom, slowly sharpen it wonderfully, and wait for the flying sword to sharpen about, then gradually fight up the sword.

He calmed his mind so that he could not rush out of the remembrance of the three colored fireworks wrapped in the battle swordsman.

One hand lifted, threw this gladiator into the air, while the sword trick in his hand stirred, and a golden sword shook in his hand and then lashed out into the air.

Then the sword tactics in his hand changed, and the light golden sword on the blank sword condensed in the void, and it also turned into a light golden light sphere, one side hit a tri-colored flame.

“Bang” muffled!

The tri-colored flame blended with a pale golden sword and burst open, revealing one of the silver-lined round beads, dripping and spinning in mid-air.

A flame of varying colors appeared throughout the void, while a hint of incense spread.

Meanwhile, all kinds of flying swords at the bottom of Broken Sword Mountain began to whirl in unison, and the whole mountain began to tremble slightly.

“Bang” sound!

At the bottom of the mountain, on the nearest mountain wall to Liu Ming, a gray sword with a fist-sized gap above the sword suddenly greyed, turning into a 2-3 length gray beam towards the silver balls in the air.

“Go!”

When Liu Ming saw this, he sighed lightly in his mouth and shouted a sword in his hand. After a golden sword circled in the void, a blur suddenly disappeared.

After one flash, a long gold light suddenly reappeared and passed directly with a gray light laser.

“Here it is" came a ripping sound!

A sudden groan in the gray, the light gray on the little gray sword scattered, re-illusioned a dimly lit broken sword, and “fluttered” swirled back into place.

On the nearby mountain walls, a light grey fog emerged and quickly wrapped the sword around it.

“Looks like this Broken Sword Mountain still has the ability to conserve these broken swords.” Liu Ming saw this, his eyes flashed with a different flash, whispering and mumbling softly.

And coming out of the grey sword and plugging it back into the mountain, it's just a matter of two or three breaths.

At this time, a wave of “chirping” sounds came and went, and more broken swords came out of the mountains and turned into different colors of swords, dense and numb to the golden swords in the void.

“Oops! ”

Liu Ming hurried to jump, grabbed the gladiator in his hand, and quickly earned lightning revenues in the false ring.

Though he had simulated the use of the gladiator many times before in his illusions, he underestimated this dan's provocation towards these broken swords.

……

At the same time, in a cave of Tianjian Peak, a young man wearing a jade crown with a straight gown sat on his knees, looking at a white light screen in the void in front of him.

“Hey, these old guys, this is getting ridiculous! Just a small generation in the realm of false dan. Although the flying sword has smelted the star river sand and is quite sharper than the average flying sword, at this time, the refining of sword pills is still a little too rushed. Pfft... It also gives it a grade of sword fighting dan. If it can't be controlled, it may also endanger lives. However, this person is not my disciple of Tianjianfeng, but can only see his own creation. ”

The young man in the robe said to himself a few words, then waved with one hand and a roll of blue light shouted at the white screen.

After a faint ripple appeared on the surface of the light screen, the "flutter" sounded and a little white light dissipated.

……

At this time, Liu Ming, sitting on his knees in the sword grave of Broken Sword Mountain, over his forehead there was a bean-sized sweat bead constantly slipping.

With his hands constantly squeezing the sword trick, a golden light in the void was blocked by dozens of bright and charming sieges, the brilliant and uncertain shuttle, and from time to time the "ping pong“ sword friction sounded.

Due to the overpowering nature of this entry level, in the short moments of the sacrifice, hundreds of flying swords have been attracted to fly towards their side, fighting against the empty swords into battle.

There are a handful of flying swords that, for some reason, actually fight each other in the void, which, in turn, relieves Liu Ming of a dark breath.

Though most of these swords are the lowest in the entire mountain and have the weakest swords, hundreds of them flock up, even though the void sword is so sharp that under the wheel battle, there is no way to fight.

At this time, the golden light on the surface of the void sword was obviously a little dimmer than before, and even with the support of the star river sand, there were several small cracks in the sword that were visible to the naked eye.

Liu Ming's own spiritual power is also consumed with the constant acceleration of the flying sword. Even with the help of chemical insects and his spiritual strength far exceeding the same level, he can still feel it today.

Forgive me, but if it were for other sword repairs even in the early days of the real Dan, I'm afraid the sword would have destroyed people long ago.

At the same time, there are still flying swords above the mountain peaks, which seem to be attracted by the sword intentions here, in threes and threes, which come this way.

After a helpless sigh, Liu Ming single-handedly emptied a move, a golden flying sword circled, fast as lightning chopped back two flying swords, and then "Ying“ flew back into the blade between his waist.

Then he caressed the blade with one hand and hid it. At the same time, he did not dare to delay the manoeuvre in the body. He poured it into the shoulder accident totem and instantly excited it. After the breath converged, he flashed towards the back of a giant blue stone beneath the foot of the mountain.

Indeed, as he had expected, the remaining seventy or eighty flying swords in the void fought each other after losing their main goal.

Soon afterwards, those swords finally consumed their final sword strength and stopped fighting. A handle flew back into Shattered Mountain. Several of them were dull. If the sword had completely damaged its spirituality, it fell to the ground.

Liu Ming closed his eyes and immersed his senses in the void blade between his waist. He carefully observed the situation of the void blade.

At this time, the blank sword situation is obviously not very optimistic. In addition to the small cracks previously seen, the number of scratch marks crossed and staggered over the sword body is countless. Although it is not some major damage, it will take at least ten days and a half months to recover.

But Liu Ming is not in a hurry!

This mistake is caused by the use of Jiandan, there is such a void that it is allowed to simulate the use of Jiandan in the illusion.

Most of these days are low-order flying swords, and then if he enters the upper middle level of the mountain to sharpen the flying sword, the sword fight dan is poorly manipulated, perhaps it could really bring the scourge of life.

After thinking about it, he filled the blade with some psychic medicine and then sat on his knees in the original area, regaining his mental strength and powers.