Demon’s Diary

After half an hour.

Somewhere in the swamp, there was a loud noise.

Hundreds of all-body bodies are purple-red, and their body shape is only a weird size. It is crazy to launch a siege to a young man.

The Qingpao man is Liu Ming.

This is already the third poisonous attack he encountered in this swamp.

At this moment, he was in a black gas package, and the five-color ray of lightning flashed on his chest. Between the hands and feet, a golden thunder-sized golden ball threw off.

The roaring sounds one after another!

These golden thunderballs fell in the purple-red scorpion group, bursting open, turning into countless slender gold snakes, bouncing in the scorpion group.

These purple-red enamels touched the silver electric light, and immediately turned into a group of blood in the snoring sound, and then turned into nothing.

Thunder can suppress all the evil spirits, and it is especially effective against these huge number of middle and low-order devils, which makes Liu Ming happy.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the number of purple-red enamels around it is rapidly decreasing, and there are few in the blink of an eye.

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After a little half a day.

Not far from Liu Ming, a hill-sized fire red 弹 bounced from below.

Then, behind them, the bulging drums of the size of the squadron made a series of "squeaky" sounds, and a large smog of mist blew out from it, rolling over Liu Yan.

At the same time, a huge mouth, a **** long tongue spread over countless blue veins, and came to Liu Ming.

At this moment, Liu Ming’s hands hang on both sides, and he turned a blind eye to the attack in front of him.

Just when the **** long tongue is less than seven or eight feet from Liu Ming, the fire red 蟾蜍 double is not enough at the moment, the golden light flashes, and a golden ball emerges out of thin air.

Under a vagueness, it was turned into a golden sword with a few feet long, and it was flashed through the flaming red eyebrows. It spurred out from behind its head and disappeared again.

The **** long tongue spit out of the flaming red stagnation stopped in the front of Liu Ming’s body, and the poisonous mist that almost touched Liu Ming also collapsed.

Then the giant flaming red body slammed into the body. The lavender mist below violently rolled over.

At this time, the sound of the air broke, and a large black wind blade came from behind.

Liu Mingtou did not return, and his body shape was blurred. It disappeared in place.

A burst of smoldering sound came!

The black wind blades fell into a large purple bush behind Liu Ming's original standing position, causing a shrub of several tens of feet to instantly become a purple crumb.

In the air, a large attic size, a giant scorpion covered with black magic lines. Some look at it in vain.

Suddenly, the top of the head flashed in the blue light, and Liu Ming’s figure emerged. One hand and one pendulum, a khaki mountain peak appeared with a burst of yellow glow, and with the pressure of Mount Tai, pressed down.

The giant dragonfly was wrapped in yellow light, and the movement was slow and abnormal, but it still barely lifted a pair of arms and crossed it over the top of the head.

A loud bang!

The giant arm of the scorpion could not stop the khaki giant peak that whizzed. It was directly pressed under it, and with a loud bang, the giant cockroach became a broken bone.

Liu Ming had a one-handed move, and a golden light and a khaki ball were collected back.

He took a long breath and his chest was slightly ups and downs.

Although it is nothing to solve the two worms in the true Dan period, the magic of the swamps seems to be incapable of killing, and it is not afraid of death, and waves of one after another make it a little depressed.

In less than half a day, he has slaughtered at least two or three thousand monsters. Although these magical creatures are repaired to the most, but the true Dan, but the consumption of their mana is not small.

Just as he turned his hand and took a recovery medicine, he planned to move on, and the change suddenly occurred!

The surrounding lilac mist suddenly violently rolled up. A strange sandalwood atmosphere, suddenly filled!

Liu Ming’s nose wrinkled, and the whole body rolled out, wrapping himself up and isolating these breaths.

He just finished this, and the lavender fog around him violently rolled. Then came a gray mist from the front.

These gray mists spread quickly, intertwined with the original lavender mist, and wrapped around Liu Ming in a blink of an eye.

Liu Ming’s heart glimpsed, and he was keenly aware that the magic in the air became rich and rich, and it contained obviously not just magic, but there seemed to be some other breath.

And these strange fogs and fogs not only make their vision greatly reduced, but also the influence of the power of God is more affected. Now I am afraid that it can only be less than a hundred feet away.

In the eyes of Liu Ming, the shock was fleeting, and under the movement of the heart, the silver flash of the whole body flashed, and a silver meat plaque wrapped its figure inside, and the wind and rain were impenetrable.

After doing all this, Liu Ming asked through the heart of the voice:

"Magic predecessors, do you know what these sudden gray fogs are?"

As a result, this magical day does not know whether it is just the application of divination. Not only does it show no body shape, but it does not even respond at all.

After calling for a few times and not getting a response, Liu Ming shook his head helplessly.

Under the mind, he still intends to find out at the end of these weird fog.

After all, in the absence of other clues, he decided to believe in the divination results of a magic day.

To take a step back, with his current strength, ask yourself what is dangerous even if you are in danger.

One thought of this, he single-handedly shot the waist gourd, black gas burst out, turned into a silver skeleton, flashing into the ground, disappeared.

Then he slammed the light and flew slowly toward the depth of the fog ahead.

As a result, he was surprised to find that in the following journey, he did not encounter any further attacks, and he could not sense the presence of any living beings within the scope of his knowledge.

It seems that for a time, all kinds of poisonous insects in the surrounding swamps have all disappeared.

Liu Ming flew slowly as he moved forward, and his eyes flickered.

The situation at the moment is extremely unusual. The Warcraft in the swamp cannot be completely missing for no reason. Eighty percent and this gray fog can't be separated.

However, after a certain distance, the original toxic mist in the swamp was gradually replaced by this gray mist, and the front became gray.

As a result, Liu Ming’s car totem did not interfere, and the shoulders shimmered. The whole person turned into an invisible glory, and flew away in the silent direction.

The more you fly forward, the more intense the surrounding gray fog.

Liu Ming has now become a metaphysical form in the sea of ​​gods, and his knowledge is extremely sensitive. Even if there is fog, he still faintly notices that there is a strange energy in the fog, and he wants to penetrate into his body.

This energy, somewhat similar to the magical power of the 浑天碑, can provoke some kind of ** in the body.

He naturally won't go to the road. When the mind was moving, the surface of the body suddenly appeared a grayish white light, and suddenly the strange energy was isolated from the outside world.

Liu Ming’s heart was loose, and he quickly accelerated his idling, and flew hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

"Hey!" In the fly, his face moved and his body quickly stopped.

I saw that the ground not far from the front was no longer a swamp, and a large piece of black dry ground began to appear, just like the island that suddenly appeared in the sea.

Liu Ming’s eyes flashed in purple, and his face showed a dignified look. After a short pause in the air. He started flying forward again, but the speed slowed down a lot.

The black ground that suddenly appeared seemed to be a plain, the terrain was basically no ups and downs, and there were no plants growing on it, and some were only black soil and some gravel.

He flew forward for more than ten miles, and stopped again after a stature.

There was a ruin on the ground in front of it, which seemed to be formed after a palace collapsed.

These ruins are gray-black in color and can clearly see the traces of weathering. Obviously, it has not been known for many years.

In addition, some old words were burned on the surface of some wreckage.

Liu Ming’s body slowly fell. His eyes fell on these ancient words, his eyes condensed.

He is no longer the ignorant kid who first arrived in the Wan Moe continent. He has already had some understanding of the Wan Moe continent. These words are some very old magical texts.

For this kind of text. He didn't know much, and he barely recognized the magical texts he could understand on several walls. It was written with some words of sacrifice, blessing, etc. It seems that there was no such thing as a temple before the collapse. .

Liu Ming looked at it for a while. Did not find any useful information, body shape, flew into the air, continue to fly forward.

To his surprise, going forward, there will be a ruin of ruins not far away, basically the same as what I saw before.

Liu Ming stood on top of a ruin and his eyes gradually lit up.

Before entering the magical world, the magic day once told him that there are many ancient ruins in the magical mystery. It seems that these should be one of them.

Unfortunately, the magic day has entered a deep sleep at this moment, otherwise he should be able to decipher the above text with his knowledge.

There was a glimmer of joy in his eyes, and the devil's divination pointed to it here. It seems that it should be the ancient ruins.

At this moment, there was a whistling sound in the gray mist in front. The huge sounds surged like the tsunami in the mountains. The ground suddenly violently swayed, and the surface of the wreckage around it suddenly had many cracks.

Liu Ming’s face changed, and his body shape flew into the air. His eyes changed and his face changed.

I saw the fog in front of it tumbling violently, as if something had changed.

The fog forms a circle of waves, which spread like the sea waves spread out to the outside. It contains the strange energy that was felt before.

In the eyes of Liu Ming, a burst of purple awns flashed.

When he got here, his knowledge of the gods has been limited to only a few ten feet, but not as far as the purple konjac.

Through these gray fogs, you can see a little blue light, it seems that the source is not far ahead.

He indulged for a moment, his body shape, and continued to fly toward the blue light.

This time, he moved the totem of the car to the extreme, and the whole body did not give off a trace of breath. (To be continued.)