Demon’s Diary: Volume 5 Sword Qi Jiuxiao 1067 Blood Dark Child
Drumming loudly!
Hill phantom hit the gravel directly, pressing the black disc underneath.
For a while, the rubble splashed and the smoke billowed!
And when the hill phantom turns into a yellow glow, flying back into the earth, yellow beads, see the short Dark Clan in the scene below, and sucked in a cold breath again!
The bulging disc composed of two black round 钹 underworld tool is now pressed into a thin round cake, deeply embedded in the gravel.
The taller Dark Clan itself was crushed and destroyed by this blow.
Seeing this scene, where does the short Dark Clan not understand the terrifying of the other strength!
He exclaimed, and in the hands of Extreme Fear, technique at lightning speed changed, and the Faluns transformed by the pair of black animal claws spun at a rapid speed, holding his body into a black light, and flew away during the journey.
"His dear followers have worked so hard to this end. I still want to leave now, don't you think it's too late!"
Liu Ming sneered, Sword Secret Art stunned in his hands, the gray Child-Mother Yin Soul Swords flew out of the sleeve gown, and the figure shook again and fell on flying sword.
The finger of Sword Secret Art in his hand turned the flying sword's foot into a grey shocking rainbow and chased forward. The speed seemed to be a little faster than the short Dark Clan who escaped.
originally is just a distance of two or three hundred zhang (333m). In the time of two or three breaths, alas, w ≠ ww. at lightning speed shortens.
The short Dark Clan in the front naturally found this out, and to my surprise, the mouth sprayed blood essence into the footwheel immediately, and the speed of light suddenly increased.
Liu Ming is in midair and looks cold. The technique in the hand changed, and a pair of silver fleshly wings appeared behind the "唰". Turned into a silver and gray ray of light lasing forward.
After a few flashes, the short Dark Clan behind that arrived first is less than twenty or thirty feet.
The short Dark Clan is startled. The short stick in his hand flung back, and immediately rose to the size of twenty or thirty feet in the wind. The stick figure of a mountain suddenly appeared, and went straight to the rear Liu Ming.
Liu Ming, the whole body black Qi popped up, and his figure was blurred, but at the same time was transformed into four phantoms, and clone phantom at the same time flashed, and then “嗖” disappeared in the place, and many stick figures who attacked him were suddenly lost.
The next moment. The short Dark Clan fluctuated throughout the void at the same time, and the three "Liu Ming"s that stepped on the gray flying sword appeared vaguely. They surrounded it with a **** tendency and smiled at their at the same time.
The short Dark Clan was terrified, rushed to two hands, and slammed a few times on the body. The body suddenly appeared one layer black Protective Cover, and then the medium black stick was swung horizontally, rushing around phantom and waving it a few times. stick.
A shadowy black stick figure reappears around it. Turned into rough seas generally towards three "Liu Ming" swept away.
The short Dark Clan was in a hurry, and the stick figure cast was also might extraordinary. It penetrated the Liu Ming's body at an incredible speed, but immediately three "Liu Ming" at the same time collapsed and disappeared. It turned out to be just three afterimage nothing more.
"Not good!"
Because of the short Dark Clan, he immediately came to his senses and hurriedly looked up. Suddenly found that in midair, the seven-footed man transformed by Liu Ming was standing out of thin air. at the same time together with more than ten feet of gray sword light, no trace of politeness fell to it wildly.
sword edge has not arrived. A bevy of Sword Intent, already came forward!
Although the short Dark Clan still has one layer black Protective Cover to resist, how dare you dare to take such a dreadful sword attack.
He "sniffed", his face was pale and bloodless, but then he gritted his teeth, and the little black stick in his hand came out.
Burst
The short Dark Clan's face flashed, and it hurled technique.
As the word exited, the short black stick trembled, and it burst with a deafening noise.
I saw a round of hot lacquer black light group appearing above the short Dark Clan, and it was surprisingly powerful.
The gray sword light was immediately drowned by the paint black light!
The Liu Ming's eyebrows in the sky was wrinkled, and the silver fleshly wings fanned behind it, and it flew up with a blur, avoiding the sharpness of the black light varnish.
Just when the short Dark Clan was overjoyed and wanted to take the opportunity to urge technique to escape again.
Suddenly, a sharp cold wind came from behind his head, only to feel that the neck was slightly cold, and a gray small sword passed through the back of the neck!
It is Child Sword of Child-Mother Yin Soul Swords!
The short Dark Clan both eyes stared round, seemingly unwilling to die, but the corpse, with a drop of blood, fell down heavily.
In midair, Liu Ming faceless one-handed one move, the combined Child-Mother Yin Soul Swords was returned by one move, and then swooped down again.
After collecting the short Dark Clan Storage Bag magical tool and the dropped black animal claws, he released Divine Consciousness and swept over a dozen miles.
The six meters were relieved after they confirmed that they were fighting the two Dark Clans and did not attract the peep of other Dark Clans.
He immediately resumed magical power by holding a high grade Spirit Stones with one hand, and flipped out the map jade slip with the other hand, and checked it with Divine Consciousness carefully.
After a while, Liu Ming folds up the jade slip, and at the same time groans.
According to the map, he took a flight around Desperate Dark Valley for more than a month, then he could fly over Desperate Dark Valley and reach the destination of his trip, where the Netherworld River is.
But on the way, you have to go through the Heavenly Chief Prairie where the ghost haunts the Blue Flame port.
Although there may be many ghost tribes blocking the road, he is confident that with Che Huan totem concealing aura, if you are more careful, there should be no major problems.
Even if he is really found, at his own speed, only if it were not for Heaven Imitation Realm ghost, it doesn't matter if he wants to escape.
Liu Ming decided to pay attention and didn't stay here too much. Put away flying sword, formed hand seals turned into a black streamer and immediately hit the road. Without long time, it disappeared at the end of the sky.
Due to the fear of encountering other Dark Clan, especially Cold Water City and Raging Flame City teams, Liu Ming did not follow the route near Desperate Dark Valley, but instead went around a large arc.
Half an hour is fleeting.
When Liu Ming approached a gray and desolate mountain range, a violent magical power collision sound came suddenly from more than ten miles on one side.
It seems far away that one red and one blue rays of light collided, as if it was thundering in dry land.
"Someone fights in this kind of place. don't tell me is the guard who fled here ..." Liu Ming's complexion changed slightly and stopped figure.
He groaned slightly. A cyan rays of light appeared on the shoulder, and a Che Huan totem secret technique was exhibited. Converged on aura, the whole person quickly turned into a looming gloom, silently lurking past.
He soon approached the place where he was fighting, hiding behind a boulder, looking at the field, his face changed slightly.
Within a few miles ahead, several small mountain peaks already collapsed, and the ground was also hit by many huge deep pits. The smoke in midair was heavy. A messy scene.
Looking up again, Liu Ming jumped in his heart.
The two people fighting fiercely in the field, that red light is exactly Leng Yue City captain Leng Meng, the other is Cold Water City captain, the blue robe giant man Lan Xu.
What surprised Liu Ming even more was that at this moment, the blue robe giant man had half of its body bathed in blood, complexion was red, and it looked a little tired of coping. In contrast, Leng Meng. But it is a calm and peaceful look.
"Why are these two people here?"
A little surprise flashed in the eyes of Liu Ming. According to his memories, when he left, the two Dark Clan leaders should still be in the core position of the team. Why did in an instant get to such a place and fight alone?
His gaze stayed on the blue robe giant man for a moment, and fell on Leng Meng. rays of light flashed in his eyes.
I saw a **** rays of light covering Leng Meng, which is three feet tall at the moment. Take a closer look. It flows slowly like a liquid.
Besides, there are nine blood-colored phantoms that look just like nothing. It seems real and imaginary, uncertain, and looks very weird.
Furthermore, every **** phantom exudes the pressure of no less than True Core and Dark Clan.
"This seems to be Blood Dao cultivation method ..."
Liu Ming secretly guessed, cannot help but remembered the Xue Dizi divine ability that had played.
"Okay, we ca n’t think of us. It ’s underestimate. Leng Meng, Leng Yue City Heaven Imitation, the first person is really not a deceitful name! I did n’t expect that you brought the blood to the cultivation to this realm, and sacrificial refining was nine. Blood Dark Child! "Blue Robe giant man glanced over the blood shadow around Leng Meng, coldly said.
Leng Meng just sneered, but didn't answer. With a flutter of his body, he carried nine **** phantoms and forced him towards the blue robe giant man.
"You have been hiding strength, even at the expense of your own, just for now ..." The blue robe giant man's pupil shrank, and chilled.
"In order to make this tribute foolproof, City Lord specially gave me this Blood Spirit Streamer, but I did not expect that your Cold Water City and Raging Flame City jointly attacked. Leng Yue City's tribute team already was destroyed, but it doesn't matter. Just kill you Taking the tribute of Cold Water City this time should also ease the anger of City Lord Leng Yue a little bit. "Leng Meng slowly said word by word.
As soon as the voice fell, his blood was light flashes, and a blood-colored flag of about 1 zhang (3.33m) long rose slowly from his body, and then a opened mouth sprayed a ball of blood essence. Under the whistling, it turned into a blood mist and the blood-colored flag in.
Suddenly, the blood-colored flag was raised in bloody glow, and his shape rose wildly.
After a few flashes, it turns into a huge blood puppet with a size of dozens of feet, as thick as a bucket, baleful aura soars into the sky!
Oh!
Several blood-colored beams of light suddenly rushed out from the blood-colored maggot and merged into the blood-colored phantom around Leng Meng.
Nine-headed phantom body suddenly released bloody glow, with a roaring beast-sounding sound in its mouth. The height of originally's body was soared to Zhang Xu, followed by a few "嗖" and "几" sounds. Wearing a blue robe giant man fluttered.
The blue robe giant man's face sank, two hands at lightning speed formed hand seals, at the same time's solemn thoughts, and a blue ball on top of his head was released again, rays of light, forming a funnel-shaped blue cloud, which poured down and wrapped giant man inside. Clouds galloped away towards the distance.
Leng Meng sees this situation, revealing a sneer.
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