Demon’s Diary

Just as Liu Ming passed through an obscure corner, the empty bladder, which had been hidden in his waist, suddenly trembled, his eyebrows picked, immediately stopped and looked at the bottom of a shelf beside him.

There was a golden scroll, which looked a little broken and rolled together, although it was probably possible to paint some flying sword patterns on the scroll.

The light flashed in Liu Ming's eyes. The sword meaning just now came from this drawing volume, but it flashed away. If not for the sword ball sensed this sword meaning, it would have been almost undetected with his divinity.

“Owner, could you show me this?” Liu Ming pointed at the scroll and said to the middle-aged owner.

“Okay, okay, no problem.” The owner replied hastily, waving a white light, falling on the white light ban on the shelf.

The white light ban immediately cracked a gap, and the shop owner took out the drawing roll and handed it over to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's palms touched the scroll, the blade between his waist suddenly warmed, the empty sword pill buzzed and trembled, but his eyes clasped again.

He felt a flash in his heart, but unfolded the scroll with nothing on his face.

The painting is dense and numb, with dozens of flying swords painted.

These swords come in different shapes and sizes, but the pattern of each flying sword is extremely realistic and even the pattern on the sword is clearly visible, as if there were really dozens of flying swords in front of you.

These flying swords on the scroll appear to be cluttered and arranged on top, but with the eyes of Liu Ming, some of the secrets are hidden in them.

These dozens of swords appear to be arranged in a sword array.

“The painting on this scroll, though lifelike, has no spiritual fluctuations. It seems like it's just a mortal object. Should it be sold here as well?” Liu Ming glanced for a moment and turned to the owner standing beside him.

“The Guest doesn't know anything about it, and this scroll has been in the store for some years. It was originally a good magic treasure, and after the sacrifice, it can release a sword to protect your enemies. It's just that the scroll is a little broken and the spirituality loses a year before it becomes what it is today, but it's absolutely extraordinary.” The owner looked a little picky and said.

“Turns out so.” Liu Ming nodded and glanced at the edge of the scroll.

There was a rather obvious fracture there, which appeared to have been caused by some kind of penetration by a sharp instrument.

“Although the object is now unusable, it may still be possible to reproduce the sharp light if it can be repaired by craftsmen. It is also fortunate that you can find this object today. If it is intentional, it will be 100,000 Demon Crystals. I wonder what you think?” The owner looked at the blade between Liu Ming's waist and said with a slight smile.

Liu Ming snorted, his eyes flashed, his eyes revealed a slight strange color.

“Okay, I'll just buy this thing as soon as I see it.” He folded up the scrolls and took out 100,000 Demon Crystals and handed them to the middle-aged owner.

The middle-aged shop owner saw the letter, laughed, respectfully sent Liu Ming out of the store.

The next time, Liu Mingchin did not continue to wander the streets and quickly returned to Zhenxin Garden.

Qingyu and others still did not return, Liu Ming shook his head, knowing that the younger generation of these tribes rarely came to such a flourishing spot, naturally wandering around enough, therefore did not care.

After returning to his room, he laid down a simple restraint.

After doing this, Liu Ming sat down and took out the broken scroll. His eyes looked up and down and a little curiosity appeared on his face.

This object can emit a very pure sword, definitely not a mortal object, but just now in the store, he just looked at it a few times, at this moment naturally have to probe, maybe what secrets are really hidden inside.

Liu Ming's fingers spread slowly in front of him, drawing dozens of flying swords still vivid, but still without any spiritual fluctuations.

He muttered for a moment, waving a black light and falling out of the scroll.

The black light flashed into the scroll, but the result was as if the mud cattle were in water, without causing any movement.

Liu Ming's brow tip was picked, and there was no unexpected appearance of divine color. The spirituality of this painting has basically been lost, and it is normal not to react to his powers.

He thought about it and put his palm directly on the scroll, and the pure power bee poured into the scroll.

Time passed by little by little by little, enough for a moment, and the scroll never responded at all.

Liu Ming slowly retracted his hand. Instead of showing frustration on his face, some joy appeared on his eyebrows.

With his power at this moment, under his full strength, it is possible that the common magic treasure will not withstand the immense power, but will be born and broken.

But this painting bears so much power, it is certainly not an ordinary treasure to still be able to do nothing.

He thought about it for a moment, his sudden glance flashed, and a golden sword lasered out, hitting the scroll.

Liu Ming deliberately controlled the strength of the sword qi. As a result, the golden sword qi fluttered, but was directly devoured by the drawing roll.

The golden light flashes on the surface of the scroll with dozens of flying swords, even if it disappears immediately.

Liu Ming's face was delighted and his heart couldn't help but get excited.

Surely, he is right, a sword is emitted in this painting and should react to the sword qi.

Immediately, he bounced continuously with both hands, and a large golden sword lasered out, continuously integrating into the painting roll.

As the golden light shines brighter and brighter above the scroll, the dozens of flying swords on the surface become brighter and brighter, as if they were also flying out of the scroll.

However, after the golden light emitted by the scroll reached a certain degree, it still depends on how Liu Ming can motivate the sword to merge into it, and the scroll has not changed much. It seems to have reached this level, which is already the limit.

Liu Ming's hands continued, a sword qi continued to blend into the painting roll, his face was a little gloomy.

With a little time passed, his powers in the Spiritual Sea had been consumed for the most part. This was still the case when he looked at the painting roll. His face flashed brightly, his heart began to read, and a crisp sword sounded over the bladder between his waist.

The golden light flashes, the empty sword pills fly out of it, suspended on the scroll.

Sword pills seem to sense something, emit a cheerful sword sound, and emit a tingling golden sword qi.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed, his fingers flashed, the light of the empty sword pills magnified, a large gold sword gas lasered down, bombarded the painting roll.

Then, the void sword pill flashed, it didn't go into the picture roll, disappeared.

Liu Ming's heart tightened, and at this moment, a cracking sound came out of the scroll.

A golden glow burst above the scroll, rendering the entire room golden.

Whimpering!

The dozens of flying swords on the painting roll shook and broke out, chopping and flying in the middle of the sky, seemed to be practicing a delicate sword formation.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed, showing a slight disappointment on his face. Although he had already practiced sword pills early on, his mastery of the sword was too subtle, but he was not familiar with sword array together.

No sword array can evolve with a flying sword. This sword array in front of him, though delicate, is a chicken rib for him to exist.

The sword array evolved for a short time. After several breaths, the gold light emitted from the scroll slowly converged, dozens of swords flashed, and flew back into the scroll as many times as possible.

Then the golden light flashed over the scroll, and the blank sword pills flew out of it, and the golden light on the surface seemed to have lost a lot of energy.

Liu Ming was shocked and waved back the sword pill.

His divine knowledge penetrated into the sword pill, and at this moment, a bewitching golden light came out of the sword pill, flashed into the body of Yao Ming, and flew directly into his sea of consciousness, turning into a golden light, wrapped around the black dwarf of the sea of consciousness.

Liu Ming's face changed, her mouth groaned, and her face instantly grew pale.

The black dwarf was his soul, and at this time he felt nothing but a tingle in his head.

At this moment, the enchantment of the little black man, the golden light, suddenly spread, into a small golden word, blended into his sea of consciousness.

Liu Ming gasped for a moment before his face soothed, while also figuring out the content of the small gold words.

Breaking Moon Sword Chopped!

This is a secret sword technique, strictly speaking, a special sword technique.

However, this sword technique is very special, unlike Liu Ming's previous practice of Heavenly Emperor Sword Technique, the Breaking Moon Sword Technique is a secret technique that stores sword energy in the body, transforming it into a devastating sword qi, and releasing it once more when fighting people.

This knife technique requires high quality requirements for the flying sword, and the longer it is stored, the more powerful it will be released.

According to the instructions on the small gold letters, this sword technique is a demonic sword technique created by a demon named Ancestor Aoki. With the heavenly realm, this sword technique has been used to kill a true General Energon.

Liu Ming banged his heart, his void sword was very powerful, with this sword technique, he added another killer.

It's only a pity that since coming to the Central Imperial City, the devil's heaven has been asleep, lurking completely, otherwise you can ask him about the cultivation and history of this ancient named Muqing ancestor.

A moment later, Liu Ming exhaled lightly, suppressed the excitement and picked up the sword drawing roll on the floor.

This thing turned into the same dead-end, dead-end, deathless look.

He looked over at the sword drawing roll and put it away.

This item should have been left behind by the Ancestor Muqing and may be useful in the future.

He thought so, turning his hands to take out a Dan medicine, swallowed it down, silently ran his medulla and restored his damaged soul and powers.

Over the next two days, Liu Ming attended several auctions and exchanges between the demons of the celestial realm, but also bought some precious materials. Especially at an exchange, he bought a piece of decaying wood at a high price, which is one of the excellent materials for the demons to concentrate their bodies.

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