Demon’s Diary

“Yoo Boy, what do you mean by that?” The voice of the Devil's Heaven was so heavy, he said.

“Oh, seniors, why pretend to be confused, you tried to encourage me to sacrifice this magical blue magic blade for this mausoleum. The Marrow Diamond, along with the Green Demon Gold Refined Short Blade Magic Treasure, is sharp and sharp. In fact, it is another wonderful use, it is just enough to contain this ancient demon corpse!” Liu Ming played with the short blue blade in his hand, his tone was faint at first, and finally his face suddenly became cold.

The Devil's Heavenly Word was silent and seemed to acquiesce in the matter.

“Ugly words ahead, things between you and me have not been finished before. If you do not tell the truth, Liu will turn around and walk away, and will never step halfway into the Devil's Tower.” Liu said coldly.

“Well, I admit that you have no other intention of refining the Blue Demon Blade, as you guessed, for these ancient demon bodies. But it's not to your detriment, it's for the demon beads in this demon.” The devil sighed softly.

“Demon beads?” Mr. Liu heard this and picked his brow tip.

“The demon beads, which were concentrated in the skull after countless years of absorption by the ancient demon, are somewhat similar to the genuine dam that was raised in the brothers. This is of no use to you, but the essence of the Corpse Demon allows me to quickly regain power and helps me to concentrate my body.” The devil said slowly.

Liu Ming heard the words, his eyes flashed for a moment, his fingers bounced, the Blue Demon blade turned into a green light cut over the demon's head, easily cut it in half.

He waved and a fist-sized bead flew out of the demon's skull.

The bead is yellowish in its entirety, with a black print on its surface and a strong array of corpses and magic, although it also has a hint of sandalwood in it.

Zhao Qianying stood quietly beside him. Before he saw Liu Ming's appearance outside a divine animal, he knew that he was communicating with the devil's heavens, and did not interrupt him. At this moment, when he saw Liu Ming's actions, a little surprise appeared in his eyes.

Liu Ming looked at the demon bead in his hand and suddenly smiled faintly. He bounced. The bead turned into a yellow light and flew to the demon heaven.

“What do you mean?” Demon Heaven single-handedly ingested the demon beads into his hand, some unexpectedly said.

“You may recover some strength, or you will not be able to play a role in the Abyss Tower with your present strength.” Liu Mingfaintly said.

Demon Heaven laughed a few times and didn't say anything more, his figure fluttered into Liu Ming's body.

“There was too much fighting just now, let's get out of here.” Liu Ming saw this, turning his head to Zhao Qianying beside him.

Just as the voice fell, some heavy footsteps began to be hidden in the fog around them, which seemed to be coming towards here, apparently attracted by the fighting that had just begun.

The two men quickly crossed the square as they swung in shape and swept towards the other end of the square.

The other end of the square is also a large dilapidated building, with an old city wall extending deep into the mausoleum, albeit somewhat off course to the centre.

“You walk along this wall, and if the distribution of demons in the mausoleum has not changed much in these tens of thousands of years, it should be relatively safe to follow it.” The sound of the devil's voice suddenly rang in the ears of both Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed for a moment, slightly shrugged, nodded at Zhao Qianying who looked over, and the two deflected the direction to move forward, walking along the wall.

Less than half an hour after they left, a red shadow came from afar and landed on the square.

Among the red shadows, Hershey is a member of the Liu family and the Kong Xiang family.

Liu Qianyang's eyes swept and his face suddenly changed when he saw the ancient demon body lying on the ground.

As he moved, he flew out of the four zombies to form a red aperture, landed near the demon corpse, and looked for it in the head of the demon corpse cut in half by Liu Ming, which made his face look ugly and stood up.

“Damn, someone grabbed me in front of you...” Liu Shuyang muttered.

In the red aperture, Kong Xiangxiang looked at Liuyang's behavior in the eyes, and the light flashed slightly in the eyes.

On this journey, there were four red zombie escorts covering the breath, and the journey was similar to that of two Liu Ming, who were hardly attacked.

More than that, Liu Xiangyang will instead attack some of the fallen demon corpses, to surprise Kong Xiangyang secretly in his heart. Ask why, Liu Xiangyang also deliberately beat haha, words flashed.

After confusion in Kong Xiangxiang's heart, there was also some anger. However, now the Kong Xiang family needs the Liu family to brush in this mausoleum, and he is not good at seizures. There are hidden regrets in his heart that he should not suddenly agree to the Liu family's alliance proposal for the benefit, and participate in this matter.

But now it's too late to go, you can only walk one step at a time.

Boom! Boom!

Heavy footsteps were coming closer and closer in the surrounding red mist, shouting, the red mist rolled towards both sides, a monster corpse more than ten tall emerged and pounded over towards Liu Xianyang.

Others were covered in red apertures, the breath did not exude, and naturally the demon body did not detect them.

“Humph!" Liu Xianyang was feeling a little uncomfortable at the moment. When he saw the corpse, his face remained intact and the black light flashed in his hand, adding a black magic mirror.

This mirror is rugged in size, dark and blurred over the mirror, and the edges of the mirror are engraved with some awkward dragon shapes that emit a faint black light, obviously a rare treasure.

He shook down, the mirror suddenly sprayed a black light column, quickly and directly bombarded the demon corpse and shot it out alive.

The demon crashed into a fortress-like building, but was not injured and quickly climbed.

Liu Xianyang unintentionally tangled with it and flew into the red aperture one by one after one blow.

“Go!” he whispered, instantly turning into a red shadow, flying towards the distance and disappearing into the red mist.

……

Liu Ming and the others naturally knew nothing about what had happened in the square since they left. They walked along the wall for a minute before reaching the end.

Several demonic bodies were not encountered along the way, and there were heavenly monuments covering up the atmosphere, not to mention no fighting.

By the time we got here, the red fog around us had faded and we couldn't hear the walking sounds of the demon corpses around us, as if they were about to pass through the mausoleum.

Zhao Qianying also seemed to think of this possibility, a glimmer of joy appeared on his pretty face.

But just at this moment, she frowned slightly, her ears trembled slightly, a faint purple light appeared, and her side ears listened.

“What's the matter?” Liu Ming saw this and had to ask.

“Nothing, that direction is more than 20 miles away, and someone is fighting.” Zhao Qianying dissipated the purple light in his ear, his eyes flashed, his fingers pointing in one direction, said.

“It should be someone else who enters the mausoleum. This has nothing to do with us. Let's get out of here.” Liu Ming nodded thoughtfully and said with some indifference.

“The man we know who's fighting, that's Ouyang Yang.” Zhao Qianying said.

“What, it's him?” Liu Ming's face changed and a hint of silence flashed in his eyes.

“Judging by the sound, at this moment he seems to be haunted by two powerful demons.” Zhao Qianying continued.

“Let's take a look, Ouyang Ying is not weak, the three of us together can enhance a lot of strength.” Liu Ming raised his head and said so in his mouth.

He had previously made an agreement with Ouyang Ying, knowing the purpose of his trip, and there would certainly be no problem if he cooperated with him.

Zhao Qianying's eyes flashed and nodded.

Liu Ming then poured out a great deal of black gas, wrapped the bodies of two people and flew in the direction known to Zhao Qianying.

Liu Ming had practically no method of flying all the way, but things had changed and he couldn't care less.

Twenty or thirty miles away, the two of them were shaken and landed next to a tall black tower.

In the complex, huge force collisions spread far away, occasionally one or two magical afterwaves fell, and the ground trembled.

In the middle of the complex, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe was covered in black air and was fighting fiercely with two 20-30-tall demon corpses.

Liu Ming's brow tip picked, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe was not someone else, it was Ouyang Ying.

The two demons fighting Ouyang were somewhat different from the ordinary demons, with their faces pointy-mouthed monkeys with black hair like steel needles and slightly curved hands and feet, looking like two giant monkeys.

Both bodies were very sensitive and not as dull as the others, and Ouyang Ying tried several times to break them out of the fight and was stopped.

“Yodo, do we do it now?” Zhao Qianying's lips moved slightly, communicating with Liu Ming.

“Wait a minute and see what happens.” Liu Ming's eyes flashed slightly and the voice echoed.

Zhao Qianying nodded and the two silently fell below, hiding.

At this moment on the battlefield, Ouyang Ying is holding two black circular loop magic treasures, illusoring the drainage loop shadow, and attacking the monkey demon corpse revealed a fracture while not leaking the drip of water around him.

However, the two monkey demon corpses were extremely hard, and the black circle struck them, although able to shock them back a few steps, could not do much harm to them, and they were merely shaking in shape and continued to wrap around them like maggots of bone.

He glanced at the surrounding fog and his eyes appeared anxious and urgent.

He has been haunted by these two bodies for a while now. If he does not leave in time, it will not be good until the other bodies arrive.

With this in mind, he looked cold and read words in his mouth. The black circle glow in his hand magnified and shook both bodies back out again.

Then a few elusive spells came out of his mouth, his body suddenly burst with strong black light, behind him a rally of black light, slowly emerged a huge black magic shadow, a hundred feet tall.

The head of the demonic shadow has eight faces, each very different. Behind it emerges a huge arm, dancing constantly. There are sixteen of them below the fine number. Heran is the magic of the Eight Absurd Sanskrits.