Demon’s Diary

After the voice had just fallen, Liu Ming threw several pieces of Qianqiao with another wave of hand. He was really relieved to see that he did not have any restraining reaction.

A few steps forward, he lifted his arm and grabbed it directly towards the other side's belly, Dantian.

“Pfft."

Five fingers did not bother directly into it, and when it was pulled out again, three egg-sized black beads were definitely added to the palm of the hand.

These round beads are imprinted with dense and nuanced small puzzles that, as the spiritual light fluctuates, slightly distort and deform the surrounding voids.

“Nine orbital nuclei, or three! This man was a Mid-Term Powerful!” Liu Ming noodles a delight.

As far as it is known, after the ghost of Tongxuan realm is saturated, at the Linghai location in Dantian, it will self-condense a nine-spin pylorus containing its lifetime essence. Once it reaches the mid-term, two more will be born, and if it is in the late Tongxuan period, there will be six.

At this moment, the skin of the young man in front of him withered and dried at a visible speed, as if flesh and blood were flying away, and then, "Pfft”, a little bit of light disappeared.

The generation of kings who had been made to be Tong Xuan finally vanished from the world smoke cloud.

The so-called creation of nothingness, return to nothingness, even if it was once cultivated as Tong Xuan, will eventually fade away from history and gradually be forgotten by the world as long as it does not reach the level of immortality.

Liu Ming looked at the scene in front of him, slightly distracted, but at this moment, the mutation protruded!

Three massive spiritual pressures erupted instantly from below and locked directly on Liu Ming.

When Liu Ming's face changed, he took away the nine spins of the pylorus himself, destroying the cold body, obviously touching the reverse scales of the three heavenly realm guard puppets below.

He turned his mind electrically and quickly collected three nine-spin pyloric nuclei in his hand. In his other hand, he pinched a sword, a purple sword light rolled out, wrapped himself, and immediately turned into a purple light lasered upwards.

“Boom”!

A bunch of purple light holes emerged through the roof of the temple and the silver flashed towards the distance.

Almost at the same time as the purple light appeared, three blue rays of light came out of the cold temple and followed closely in the direction of Liu Ming's escape.

The sky is like a dandelion of giant grey snowflakes, and the surface is grey, turning into a crystalline ice cone, from all sides to all sides.

……

Seven or eight days later.

Liu Ming's hands hovered upside down at high altitude, looking out at the endless gray desert sand in the distance, revealing a hint of silence on his face.

According to the map, less than a half-day's journey ahead is where another Phantom King, Khun Khun, once sat.

Unlike the previously cold, situated Snowy Mountain Temple, the site is an extremely hidden but complex underground site with a large interior.

Speaking of, this Release Kun was once the Phantom King of the Phantom Domain. In the history of the Nine Phantoms, he was also considered a famous Phantom King. Not only did he strike the Phantom with his medullary bones, but he also brilliantly recruited a number of Phantom Powers. With the well-organized management of this Phantom Domain, the power was no different at that time.

However, he was not satisfied with the status quo. At the end of the day, he resolutely and resolutely waged a cross-border war, trying to annex other hidden domains. As a result, he was suddenly defeated by a mysterious man at the height of his wind, and fled to the Phantom. The cross-border war naturally disappeared.

“It seems that the Phantom is somewhat similar to the emperor of the mortal kingdom and has a great desire for power. Even before sitting, he built such a mausoleum for himself.” Liu Mingruo said thoughtfully to himself.

Nevertheless, he did not dare to have a little heart for this “underground king's mausoleum”. The trip to the cold temple a month ago ended up causing him a lot of suffering.

Fortunately, when he was smart, he cleverly used the no-sky ban on snow, turned into several phantom identities through the three-point shadow law, and then hid his breath through the car wreck totem, escaping the pursuit of two of his puppets. Only the last of the puppet guards pursued Liu Ming like gangrene and chased him all day and night. He could not get away completely.

He was helpless and had to risk a fight with him, eventually with the help of Mountain River Beads in cooperation with the Dragon Tiger Underworld, to completely kill him.

As a result, his powers were almost exhausted, and he was looking for a hidden cave that had been fully repaired for three days before recovering.

But I got three nine-spin pylori, and these are all worth it.

Liu Ming clasped his lips and continued to fly forward unemotionally.

……

A day later.

On dozens of palm-sized bronze ancient lamps on both sides of a dark and narrow palace, the bean-grain-sized flame flashes a faint light, making the palace less pitch-black.

In the light, it is possible to see a platform about half a foot high deep in the hall with a huge, dark coffin surrounded by a huge layer of bucket-like thick, heady corners.

Her eyes closed and she seemed to be asleep.

At this moment, the coffin was lifted in a corner, and the black air surrounded it. It gathered for a long time, unable to see what was going on in the coffin.

In front of the coffin, he stood a blurred figure, holding a roll of blue jade bamboo Jane in his hand, looking seriously.

On the bamboo pieces in front of Bamboo Jane, there are three ancient Phantom characters written in the golden lacquer book, "The Bone Kill”.

The figure is Liu Ming.

This dim temple is exactly where the Phantom King “Release Kun” sits, the basement of Wang Ling on the eighth floor.

The first three floors of this king's mausoleum had been broken into before its entry, and the prohibitions therein had almost been broken down, and were now reduced to a ghost's lair.

Starting from the fourth floor, there are quite a few strange bans on each floor, a ghost army of cloudy sand, a ban full of meditation, a fantasy killing array of endless killings, and so on.

Most restraints have a considerable deterrent effect on phantom ghosts, but for being a people and powerful spiritual willow sounds, they do not cause any distress, it takes a while, and they all pass without risk.

According to the Yin Liu Map, this eighth floor is where the body of Qun Kun is stored. The unknowingly sleeping corpse next to the coffin was repaired for many years, so when Six Yin came here, he did not provoke the ghost for a useless bone slaughter.

Liu Ming took what was in the coffin without awakening the corpse, naturally overjoyed.

“It seems that this medullary killing is slightly different from what was previously obtained from the Green Spirit.” Liu Ming retreated from Bamboo Jane and muttered.

He had just taken a quick glance, but found the whole law to look even more subtle.

After Liu Ming closed the bamboo brief, he glanced at the coffin and flashed a slight discoloration in his eyes.

According to the Yin Liu, the Wang Mausoleum has nine floors, which are said to contain a large number of real treasures that Jie Kun brought into the Phantom King's chamber that year, and the entrance should be under the coffin.

However, the shady stream is clearly marked on the map, and even if cultivated as Xuan Xuan, do not attempt to step into the ninth floor.

Now that he has not found the entrance to the ninth floor, he has obtained the complete set of medullary tricks and naturally does not want to take any more chances.

Next, Liu Ming did not stop here, so he left this dim temple and returned.

He had already experienced the endless restraints imposed on the Phantom, so he was careful along the way, much less meant to explore elsewhere.

More than ten days later, Liu Ming returned peacefully to the center of the Phantom's Palace, at the entrance to that huge black valley.

There is no one in the valley at this moment, and the clouds do not appear.

Counting the time, the three months before the agreement with him was still very early, Liu Ming thought about it, simply in a quiet corner of the valley entrance, laid a few restraints at will, the disc knee sat down, and took out the medulla bone trick to carefully enlighten.

Before he just looked at it in general, at this moment, he began to grasp the eleventh level of kung fu.

His cultivation is beneath the spiritual roof of the prison cage, and it has reached the middle of Gendan, so long as he is able to understand the technique of penetrating the eleventh floor, cultivation should be from water to canal.

Just as he closed his eyes to the trick of meditation, a soul bag at his waist was suddenly filled with a faint black air, hidden by countless black symbols suddenly shaking in darkness, looking unbelievably subtle.

Suddenly, a restless hiss came out of the soul bag.

Liu Ming opened his eyes and pinched his hand.

A black gas flew out of the soul bag, dripping and sneaking, revealing the figure of Fei 'er.

Liu Ming gauged a dozen flyers in front of him, his face flashed.

At this moment, Feier has been transformed into a flying skull body, a large eight small, a total of nine skulls, appeared numerous dense and numb dark red blood silk, seemingly like a narrow meridian, emitting a formation of blood.

Two dots of red flame appeared in the eyes of the main head of the flying skull, and a restless hiss appeared in his mouth.

“Fei 'er, have you...” Liu Ming sensed the fluctuation of the rising breath on Fei 'er, and his face appeared surprised and surprised.

At this moment, a dull thunderbolt was heard in the high altitude above the valley, and the already dark sky quickly emerged a pitch-black cloud.

Soon, a raging electric snake in the thunder cloud spread far out, a raging wind swept down, rolled up the gravel and struck into the valley.

The cloud pressure is lower, and the electric snake is moving faster and faster, as if it were going to fall out of the air at any moment.

When the eyes of the flying skull paused, a hint of madness appeared. After a roll of black gas, he flew directly out of the ban and made a provocative low roar at the heavenly clouds.

“I thought it would be Scorpion who took the lead in the Thunder Robbery. I didn't expect Feier to take a step first this time...”

Liu Ming stood motionless in place, looked up at the flying skull in high altitude, couldn't help but say a few words, and released the god, constantly watching the surrounding situation.

Although there is no living creature in the vicinity except for the dark mountain stone, nature still refuses to relax at all due to the Liu Ming character, the sword in his hand, the purple light flashes, the bitter wheel sword flies out, and it floats over his head.