Demon’s Diary

At the same time, Liu Ming also felt that the strange suction from the hand disappeared, and immediately he would take his hands off the white bones.

But at this moment, the bubble in the Linghai was slightly flashed, but it seemed to be broken like a mirror.

Liu Ming only felt the sound of his ears, and his head sank. After his eyes were black, he appeared in a gray space.

"this is……"

After his eyes swept around, his face showed a complex look.

This place is naturally the mysterious space that has been trapped for half a year.

However, this space seems to be a bit larger than the original, and the area has been more than 20 feet wide.

But when he looked around and looked around, he couldn’t help but be shocked.

The white bones bundled by the refining soul ropes are in the foot of their feet, and they are still struggling desperately, as if they have regained some strength.

"What is going on here? Because of the bubble, it is not too surprising to enter this space, but how can the skulls appear together here... Is it because of the previous practice of psychic?" After reading a fast turn, I can only think of it like this.

However, no matter how different the matter is, he naturally can't let this white skeleton break free from the black rope. Immediately, the palm of his hand is firmly pressed on the head of the skull, and the tiger bites on the wrist. The ring is even more humming, a yellow tiger head emerges out of thin air, and a sound wave spurts out.

Although the white skeleton was extremely abnormal, but after such a close-knit attack, a sound of wailing suddenly sounded, but it was impossible to break free from the shackles of the black cord and the forehead, and only shook his body desperately.

Under such circumstances, Liu Ming will naturally not be polite, and will continue to push the tiger to bite the ring, and a sound wave will continue to sound.

After a sip of tea, the white bones became weak again.

Liu Ming’s heart was slightly loose, and after a little thought, he simply sat down in his heart and sat down in the vicinity of his knees, voicing his words in the mouth to provoke a psychic skill.

Although he does not know whether the bones can be surrendered in this mysterious space, since the spells that were originally practiced are effective, it is naturally worth trying.

Liu Ming’s body violently rolled again, and the dense gray runes rushed out, and again fell into the head of the ghost.

Although the white skeleton has become weak, the resistance of the gods is still tough with the outside world, and there is no meaning of surrender.

Liu Ming knows that he has to be trapped in this place for a long time. Naturally, he will not worry about the time. Moreover, he is safe here, and he does not have to worry about what will happen. The peace of mind is not stopping.

However, as time passed by, his face gradually became dignified.

After half a day, Liu Ming still sighed and stopped the spell in his mouth, and began to close his eyes and restore his power.

One day later, when he opened his eyes again, the bones seemed to have recovered some strength, and once again, some of them were ready to move.

Liu Ming unceremoniously shakes the wrist copper ring, presses another hand on the skull of the white bones, and then uses the psychic technique.

that's it!

In the remaining days, Liu Ming was devastated by the bones of the bones every day, then he applied his psychic skills, then meditated to restore mana, and repeated the same day the next day.

Three days later, the resistance of this ghostly object of knowledge finally showed signs of weakening.

This made Liu Ming, who thought it was hopeless, a hundred times more confidence.

After two days of constant devastating, this white bones reveals the willingness to surrender.

Under Liu Ming’s great joy, he immediately used the psychic technique to cast a spell on the bones and bones at the fastest speed. After leaving his own sign of the gods, he decided that he could communicate with the ghosts and souls. The mystery has come to an end.

Then he rushed a white finger to the body, and the black cord slammed back and slammed back, and the silver on his head disappeared.

But the white bones have been tossing through these days, even if they are not tied up, they are also dying.

Liu Ming smiled a little, but he didn't care too much. After knowing that it was a few days later, this ghost could slowly recover on its own, and began to think about how the next time spent in this mysterious space.

In the past few days, he also took time to try to motivate the bones in private, and still could not add any mana.

In this way, he is completely dead in this respect, and he can only play the idea of ​​practicing several spells and psychics.

As for the refining soul, this secret technique, although it can grasp the nuances through practice, and thus more commanding the heart, but because of the quality of the ghost, each refining soul has an amazing difference.

Liu Ming naturally will not waste time on this.

As for the psychic technique, if it is cultivated to the depths, it can obviously increase the effect of deterrence and communication. After cultivation to the level of Dacheng, there should be a possibility of surrendering even the ghosts.

But now Liu Ming, after some measurement, did not intend to practice psychic, or decided to spend time on those simple spells.

As he is now practicing, he can naturally learn high-level spells such as ice cones. The reason why he didn't do this is because he has already practiced several spells such as Wind Blade and has already cultivated to a very high level, and he is unwilling to quit halfway.

Second, those slightly higher-level spells are amazingly powerful, but most of them have a long time to cast, and it is very difficult to upgrade. For now, he can use too many opportunities. It is not as practical as those simple spells.

Of course, if there is enough time, he will also choose one or two high-level spells to practice at Dacheng or even higher. After all, on some occasions, high-level spells can still play far beyond the imagination of people.

After Liu Ming’s heart was counted, he began to practice the wind blade one day after another in the remaining time.

This technique has been cultivated to the level of Dacheng, but there seems to be room for improvement. This makes his heart more and more curious. I don't know if it is to upgrade one level, what kind of power will wind blade technology achieve.

Soon after, the bones returned to their ability to move, and in the following time, except for the big hole in the body, the other injuries gradually disappeared.

When Liu Ming practiced the wind blade technique, the ghost object was quietly squatting and watching, a very well-behaved appearance.

When Liu Ming rests, he will also communicate with the spirit of the bones and the bones, and he will train the ghosts and their various combinations from time to time. The effect is also very significant, letting them gradually become spiritual.

Under the heart of two-minded talents, time passed by half a year.

For such a long time, he has not been able to escape from this space.

This made him faintly thought, but he was not too alarmed.

Wind blade surgery has been cultivated to the point where it can be released in a few breaths, but Liu Ming still feels that there is still something worse, and still practice the wind blade every day.

On this day, Liu Ming was standing in the space and releasing the wind blade to the gray fog wall outside the twenty feet.

Just when he raised his hand with one hand and wanted to make a decision, suddenly he suddenly felt a shock in his mind. In his knowledge, he condensed a strangely unusual light cyan symbol, and then the sound of the air suddenly sounded, two winds. The blade spurred out at the same time in its hand.

This is not a combination of two wind blades in advance, and then released at the same time, but the real release of the real price, and the spell has clearly not yet read the exit.

"this is……"

Liu Ming was first stunned, and then the ecstasy was revealed. Once again, the lips moved slightly. After one hand raised, the cyan symbol in the brain flashed again, and the two wind blades rushed out from the hands.

"Sure enough to be repaired into the next layer, the effect is actually able to do this instant!"

Liu Ming laughed loudly, and both hands were under the Yang Yang. The wind blade was turned into a straight line of straight lines, all hitting the opposite fog wall, and the muffled sound of “砰” and “砰” was issued.

The next moment, his lips still fretting, but the wind blade stopped, the two palms suddenly merged, and then slowly went out.

"呲啦".

A giant wind blade with a half length and a long wind condensed out.

Liu Ming’s wrists trembled, and the giant wind blade turned into a glare of glare. The speed was almost double that of the ordinary wind blade. Almost as soon as this side was released, there was a fog on the opposite side. On, and after a loud noise, the nearby fog was slightly scattered.

"Sure enough, the reason why this move was not successful before, but the wind blade is not cultivated home. But what is this cyan symbol, after going back, it is necessary to inquire about it." Liu Ming noodles with a happy mutter A few times.

In the next few days, he continued to practice wind blade without any improvement.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ming immediately rehabilitated the fireball.

When the time of four or five months passed, Liu Ming finally cultivated the fire bullets to the level of Dacheng.

His release of fireballs at this time is not only faster than the original, but the size of the fireball is almost double that of beginners.

Of course, there is a strong increase in his mana, but most of them are the horrible power that fireball shows after entering Dacheng.

Just as Liu Ming was happy, he planned to continue practicing this spell, but on this day he suddenly slammed his ears, and when the white light was shining, people returned to the black desert.

At this time, he was still sitting in the circle, there was a faint chilly black air in the vicinity of the void, and even his hands were still on the side of the bones.

This ghost is still tightly tied to the refining soul.

He really returned to the ghostly land, but this time significantly more than doubled.

However, Liu Ming did not care about this matter, but in the mouth like a big enemy, he confessed to words, and hurriedly used his mind to communicate with the bones.

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