Demon’s Diary

"This is normal. Attacking magic weapons like flying swords and flying knives. It is much more difficult to sacrifice to the level of the magic weapon of the cave. But once it is practiced, the attack power of the magic weapon itself is added. The power of their own space is enough to easily break through the space, and the power will be extremely horrible." The magical voice said faintly.

Liu Ming took a sigh of relief and pressed down the ecstasy in his heart. Then he decided to condense his hand and put the Nether Sword into the sword.

The power of the Nether Sword is now increasing, and with the Moon Sword, it can be regarded as a means of lore.

He was filled with joy in his heart, his face looked awkward, and he bowed to the casting furnace.

He did not feel anything about the central dynasty, but it gave a good impression at the moment.

"This ancestors' emperor has already fallen, you can't see it, you can't see it. Let's go and go to the virtual demon hall. The things I let you do are there." The magical tone is faint. Said.

Liu Ming picked up his mind and immediately crossed the roof and continued to move forward.

The front is not a passage, but a small intestine path, surrounded by faint white clouds, as if walking in the sky.

His eyes flashed slightly, and his knowledge spread and warned of any movements around him.

This path is unusually long. Liu Ming does not fly in the air. He walks on his feet and the speed is extremely fast. After half an hour, he finally came to an end.

In front of it is a magnificent grand palace, surrounded by a piece of clouds, as if the entire hall is located on nine days.

A plaque was hung on the top of the temple, and the three characters of the virtual demon temple were written on it.

Liu Ming looked around and shook his head. This is still a magic hall. I am afraid it will be a bit more sacred than the fairy temple.

The door of the Devil's Hall is wide open, and everything inside is clearly reflected in the eyes of Liu Ming.

The hall is quite empty, with a supporting blue column on each side of the left and right sides. The center is an altar-like thing with a large incense case.

Behind the incense case is a statue of a man with a few feet tall. The eyebrows of the eyebrows are vivid and vivid, as if a real person is standing there.

The man was dressed in a black robe with one hand behind his back and the other with his hand in front of him. He held a palm-sized purple ding in his hand and looked up at the sky. The whole person exudes a sense of arrogance.

Other than that, there is nothing else in the rest of the hall.

Liu Ming stood outside the hall and carefully examined it for a while, then he lifted his leg and stepped into the temple door.

Bang!

He had just entered the main hall, and the door of the temple immediately collapsed and made a loud noise.

Liu Ming’s face changed greatly, and his body was black and light, and he had to move. At this moment, the statues of the black robe men in the hall flashed together, emitting a huge pressure and coming out to Liu. Ming headed down.

Hey!

Liu Ming’s whole person was overwhelmed by the ground and squatted before the incense.

A strange cold scent penetrated into his body and wandered around the body.

"Don't worry, this statue contains the glimpse of the first generation of the emperor. He is detecting whether there is a blood force in the body of the emperor." The voice of the magic sky emerges in the heart of Liu Ming, while a warm current Once again, it has emerged into his meridians, and it is the magic day that once again integrates the power of blood into Liu Ming.

The cold breath swam away in Liu Ming's body for a while, slowly retreating, and the powerful pressure that was emitted also dissipated.

The light in the eyes of the black man's statue quickly dissipated, and the purple little Ding in his hand flew down and landed on the incense case in front of Liu Ming.

Liu Ming only felt a loose body, stood up, and some doubts looked at the purple Ding in front of him, and he had exactly the same shape as the virtual shadow of the virtual demon temple.

"Does this little tripod be a virtual demon?" Liu Ming communicated with the gods through the mind and the gods.

"Of course not, this is a projection of the virtual magic Ding here." The voice of the magic sky is somewhat different.

"You are now giving this first-generation demon emperor a ancestor's gift, and offering three pillars of incense." The magical tone paused for a moment, saying so.

Liu Ming blinked and nodded. He walked slowly and took out three bunches of fine incense from the incense case. After igniting, the statue of the black man was smashed into the air, and then the three bunches of incense were inserted into the In the incense burner.

Liu Ming has just finished this, and the purple dwarf on the incense case has three purple radiances in the purple, and the intertwined entanglement, a purple book appears in front of Liu Ming, spread out.

In front of the book, there are more than a dozen names written, and the last one is Huangfu.

Liu Ming saw this scene, his face changed slightly.

"These names are the devils of all ages. You are now using your life and blood, and you will burn your name on the book." Devil said, the tone is a little faint.

Liu Ming’s brow wrinkled, and what the book looks like in front of him is also a contract and the like. Who knows what the consequences of engraving the name.

"Do not worry, this jade book is only a part of the illusion of the Lord of the Devil, not a contract." Devil explained.

"Magic predecessors, you still tell me about your purpose in detail, otherwise I have a flaw in my heart, I am afraid I can not do my best to help you do things." Liu Ming blinked and said.

"Well, in fact, I don't tell you all the things, because the central dynasty's Tong Xuan genius is good at the mystery of the soul storm. Although your strength is comparable to that of Tong Xuan, the soul is better than those who live. For thousands of years, Tong Xuan still has to be weak. The more you know, the more likely you are to show your feet." Devil sighed and said.

Liu Ming’s eyebrows were picked and did not speak.

"This book in front of you is called the Fengmo policy. After the name is engraved, if you inherit the position of the emperor in the future, you can use this to gradually refine the virtual magic. Of course, it is impossible for the emperor to position the emperor. I will hand it over to you. He should have refining the prohibition of about 60% of the virtual magic. Now when you go out, he will try to remove the imprint that you left here." Devil explained.

"Oh, what do you want me to do with the predecessors of the Magic Heaven, is it to burn the name on this magic policy?" Liu Ming heard that the devil would drive away his name, and his face suddenly loosened, and then asked.

"Of course not, your name is just a bitch. After you burn the name, you can establish a connection with this magic policy. I want you to help me keep my mark of my life on it." There was a chill on it, and it was faint.

"Your life imprint?" Liu Ming brows a pick.

"The specific thing is not clear on the verbal, you will know when you wait." The magic day sees Liu Ming still has some doubts, said openly.

Liu Ming’s eyes flickered slightly, and all the words of the magic sky were carefully considered. I felt no flaws, so I nodded and gave a shot, and a drop of blood rushed from my fingertips and landed on the purple book.

His fingers were painted in a void, and blood was turned into two fonts for Liu Ming, and a flash was printed on the magic trick.

Hey!

On the top of the magical strategy, a purple halo emerged, and then a little purple light flew out of it, falling into the eyebrows of Liu Ming.

Liu Ming’s face changed and immediately felt different. He and this magical strategy, and even the entire virtual space, seemed to have some kind of connection.

When the magic trick shines, it will fly into the purple ding.

"Quickly use force to contain the magic trick! Don't let it fly back!" The voice of the magic sky suddenly rang, and at the same time, Liu Ming’s body flashed, and a grayish white light flew out and turned into several The grayish white filaments bind the magic tricks.

It’s the magic sky.

However, the magical magical policy suddenly appeared a purple arc, dazzling and dazzling, easily breaking the gray-white filament into a blue smoke.

"The ancient banned Leifa! Damn!" The magical day sighed, and then there was some anger and anger.

Liu Ming's face changed slightly, his right hand lifted, and a black light flew out. In mid-air, he turned into a number of black tentacles, and bound the magic trick.

The sound of screaming!

However, the purple arc above the Fengmeng policy seems to be helpless for the black light emitted by Liu Ming. Although it can also cause some damage, under the constant flow of Liu Ming mana, the damage is also quickly restored, and it will finally be sealed. The magic strategy has been dragged.

"Good job!" The magical day shouted with excitement, and a thick, gray gas rushed out of Liu Ming's body.

Liu Ming’s eyes flashed, and the gray gas was filled with a fist-sized black and white stone tablet.

The skylight flashed and flew in the direction of the magical strategy. It seemed to be integrated into the magic policy.

"噼噼啪啪" the rain hits the sound of fallen leaves!

What seems to be what the magic policy seems to be, the purple arc on the surface is released, and it has become a purple lightning enchantment, blocking the monument.

The surface of the 浑天碑 also emerged with a dazzling black and white radiance, impacting the lightning enchantment.

Liu Ming's brows are lightly wrinkled, and the purple electric mans above the magical strategy are condensed into a number of smart electric snakes, which also cause great damage to the black tentacles that bind the magic tricks.

In the sound of snoring, the black surface of the black tentacles quickly dissipated and became thinner and thinner.

Liu Ming’s face was a sinking, low-sounding, and the black light from his right hand was immediately more than doubled. The black tentacle flashed and immediately rose a little.

At this time, Liu Mingkou sounded a low-pitched spell, and at the same time he slammed a shot, a drop of blood flew out, blended into the black tentacle, the surface of the tentacle condensed into a **** symbol, resisting the invasion of the purple arc.

"Help me, break the purple enchantment, and try not to make too much movement." The voice of the magic sky sounded in Liu Ming's heart.

Although the Tiantian monument exudes more and more bright light, there is no way to take the purple arc enchantment, and the magic sky seems to dare not exert too much action. At this moment, the control of the Tiantian monument is also cautious.