Demon’s Diary

The Master of Beidou Pavilion, not far from Master Mu Sky, saw the situation, his face revealed a thick color, when he added a seven-color cloth bag and threw it towards the air, while spitting a seven-color symbol in his mouth and flashing into it.

Hulalala!

A constant stream of colour poured out of the cloth bag, like a roll of rainbows, punched over those scattered black dragons.

Even though these blackflame dragons were fierce and abnormal, they broke apart in increments at visible speeds when these colored streams impacted.

Between two or three breaths, more than half of the blackflame dragons are crushed by colorful currents.

But when the blackflame dragons broke away, they did not disappear completely. Instead, they turned into a black fog and rolled into the black vortex where the young woman in the black robe was.

The rest of Tongxuan can see that the two ancestors of the wooden sky and the master of the Beidou Pavilion work together, but only to tie hands with the mother of the worm, there are no longer any ideas of grandeur, only to rely on the advantages of the many people, in a two-to-one, or three-to-two way, to wrestle with the mother of a dozen worms.

All kinds of brilliant fabrics, as well as many gorgeous halo rings in dense lightning, revolve around these black vortexes, turning into visible fleshlight fluctuations.

At a time when these Xuan can fight each other, the whole sky is suddenly darkened. After a blur surrounding the void, it has become distorted and deformed, emitting a breath of photographic destruction of the heavens and the earth.

You know, a Tongxuan realm can raise a hand and throw a foot in between, which can collapse the mountains of millions of people, reverse the river a thousand miles, not to mention dozens of Tongxuan at the same time!

Fortunately, the battle range of Tongxuan Power is no longer within the reach of all present, and apart from the spectacular visions and movements of the earth, it has not had much impact on the battlefield below.

However, these spectacular scenes are so amazing that after the war, many people's brothers still couldn't help but look up and show their horror.

At a time when the two sides were unable to make contact with Xuan, Heavenly Meteorological and Ordinary Armies, there were nearly 200 monks around the people, but nearly 200 monks began to move silly!

At this time, Liu Ming, wrapped in rolling black gas, calm, can not see any tension in the millions of army.

He turned into a black light, and went left and right in the confused sea. With the aid of the bitter sword and the Dragon Tiger Underworld, he killed a blood path, while God had already spread around and his mind had turned sharply.

Though the battle between the most intense of all, the battles between the most powerful of all, it is impossible to separate victories and losses for a moment and a half.

The heavenly kingdoms of both sides involved in the lower half-air struggle, although it appears that ethnic monks have slightly taken the upper hand, it is also extremely difficult to kill these dozens of heavenly kingdoms in a short time.

And in the lowest army, the human worms are mixed, and today they can only be described in one word.

Brothers from Taiqing Gate clustered together to constantly promote a variety of spiritual instruments and swordsmanship. The effect of the powerful and wide-ranging attack on the Kui army is quite remarkable. It can be said that it is the most stable and steady team.

The army of Tian Xin Valley is headed by four Tian Xiang Realm ancient demons and divided into several large squadrons. However, there is a close connection between the various squadrons, which also divides the opposing Tian army into several parts. Due to the huge fighting power of the middle and high ranking ancient demons, it also killed the Tian army into chaos.

Although Tiangong Sect's Xuantian Battleship was destroyed a lot, Tiangong Sect disciples began to manipulate a battle puppet of different sizes, and in the army of the Qi clan, it was also a collision, and the momentum was astonishing.

In contrast, the Magic Sect Army has suffered considerable losses.

Although the Magic Sect disciples initially formed a neat formation, these disciples were fiercely desperate to kill, often without paying attention to the formation, and were immediately surrounded by the Kui army, but instead fell into an isolated and defeated situation.

The remaining large, small and medium-sized sectarian and family forces are also fighting separately at this moment. Both sides are dead and wounded. Overall, there is a glued and persistent posture of war.

This is the perfect time!

Liu Ming's eyes flashed a slightly less perceptible delight, and the surrounding black gas rolled around, ready to plunder deep into the army of the Qi clan.

All of a sudden, his eyes flashed and the dark light disappeared in place.

Almost at the same time as he disappeared, dozens of groups of green liquids emitting a rotten odor radiated from all directions, covering his original location. After a pause of green smoke over the body of the Tujian people on the ground, it melted into a green water.

Immediately thereafter, a fragment of black bugs came from all directions, while a wing-stirred noise in the air, dense and numb bugs of bat flying down.

Even more than a dozen black worms with a true Dan scent rushed here.

Liu Ming changed color, Zhou black fog vaporized into a light screen to cover his shape, then his right hand slapped towards his chest, pounding a few loud noises, a silver armor in the dark screen instantly wrapped his whole body.

Ignoring the low order worms around him, he flashed and suddenly appeared behind a black worm in the Real Dan Realm, his left arm stretched, his fist wrapped in a circle of silver light instantly amplified, in a tiger whistle, smashing at it.

The black worm felt a silver flash, a huge head, a "bang” and turned into a bloody mist.

Meanwhile, Liu Ming's surrounding silver light flashed again, his long sleeves waved towards the surrounding low-order clan, and the voices burst out loud.

Dozens of purple swords swept away like a fan bone.

Suddenly, the dense and numb purple swordlight flowed from the center of his circle.

Then, the sound of the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Inside the area, the Bugs only felt the purple electric light flashing in front of them, and their torso had been torn apart. The broken arms, along with blood of all kinds, then poured down like rain from the sky.

More surprisingly, even though the attack of some worms struck the black mist on Liu Ming's body, it was as if it had been devoured. After a lap of green smoke, it was completely gone.

Liu Ming shook a few shadows as he took advantage of the violent wind and bloody rain, once again shooting towards a deeper area.

Not far away, the dragon clashed left and right in a group of green flying insects, an ancient sword with a light golden stream, with a layer of scorching air waves, turned into a dazzling sword screen.

The surrounding attack landed on the golden sword curtain, immediately as if evaporation had taken place, the sizzle turned into a green smoke and vanished.

Pieces of green flying insect covered in the golden sword curtain attack, irrevocably retreated. In a burst of sword light buzzing, it was cut for a moment and fell from the air, sending a strong smell of scorching.

Then, the sword light wandered slightly in the air, once again turning into a light gold flying sword as thin as a cicada's wing, and the dragon's figure was blurred, and he stood on the long sword and lasered towards another dense swarm of worms.

On the other hand, a middle-aged man in a vast white college robe danced a pair of judges' pens to the tiger wind, and the tip of his pen sprayed a thin, hairy blue silk, as if it were a giant net, once collected and pulled down, there were a number of low-order worms on the scene of death.

Just as he was satisfied with his desire to go deeper, there was a "chirping” sound at the top of his head, hundreds of red spikes that lashed down from several newly flashing winged clans.

A scream came!

Middle-aged Confucius released several psychic defenses with his hands and feet in chaos, but under a sharp and dense spike, it was just a breathing technique, and together with Fabao, he was pierced, and even the spirit could not escape.

Similar scenes are repeated in several other regiments.

About two hundred monks with poisoning tasks have begun to fly deep into the army.

These elite disciples of the Real Dan Realm, chosen by the Alliance, have come up with their own means of watching the home, various magic tools and the usual rare appearance outside, turned into various eye-catching light columns, swords, accompanied by various spells to the wind.

Low-order worms blocked in front of these disciples suddenly turned into bloody rains and failed to stop them at all. Even if several more powerful realm worms blocked ahead, they were mostly strangled by thunderous means.

But the army is too large, there are still screams coming from time to time!

After a meal of effort.

After paying a considerable price, nearly a hundred monks, including Liu Ming and Liu Longzi, finally bathed in blood and killed the army decades deep.

Deep in the army, the natural situation is even more dangerous, with all kinds of spiritual treasures scattered, and all kinds of explosions continue to be heard.

Liu Ming glanced, looked at the position, eyebrows picked, right hand flipped, a large ink gourd dark appeared in the palm of the palm, which is precisely the poison of the restraining clan configured by Shennong Valley.

Not far away, the color flashed in the eyes of the dragon, and the golden sword light in his hand was even more colorful. In an instant, a group of Bugbeasts were cut into several segments. After splitting all kinds of limbs and legs and black blood, one hand patted the waist, he also took out the same ink gourd, the corner of his mouth snapped, the shape of several shakes, and lasered towards other areas.

Liu Ming's face softly touched the mouth of the gourd. After a few hisses, a green liquid burst out of the gourd continuously splashing.

Immediately afterwards, his figure swung, and he burst into a black stream of light to the left and right among the worms.

The poison leaves a few thick rain curtains behind Liu Ming, surrounding the surrounding area in a few breaths.

The remaining hundred monks, including the dragon, were no longer rushing forward, and most took out the same inky gourd and began to spill green liquid everywhere.

At one time, the green light rose, and a large green rain spot gave off a strange smell, scattering in the middle of the air, as if it were a heavy rain.

And once those low-order insects touched the point, their bodies twitched for a moment, and after a few more painful struggles, they lost their livelihood.

And the leading real worms, after coming into contact with these poisons, did not immediately collapse, although they were exposed to pain and the speed of action was affected.