Demon’s Diary

The surnamed Sun surnamed the wounded, with a strip of blood-colored snakes as the body, with the speed of the naked eye quickly bridging.

"You are a **** monk, everything here is a ghost you made!" Xiong Yue, not far away, saw this, first surprised, followed by a wrath.

Next to the eagle hook demon repair, but also face iron.

"Hey, you know it's too late!" Sun’s monk screamed and laughed at the same time.

In the surrounding seven blood-colored giant columns, the blood was suddenly released, and a white rune with a half-foot size began to appear on the surface, and as the blood poured in, a bright red color appeared.

"This is a blood sacrifice, stop him!"

The eagle-hooked man screamed at the same time, and at the same time, the demon swelled and swelled, and the glare of the gray feathers appeared.

"Hey!"

Xiong Yue also screamed in the sky, and the ghost shadow of a giant bear condensed behind him, and he went to the sun where the surname of the monk was.

"Oh! Most of the blood has been drained, and I want to strengthen the shape, just looking for death. Yeah, the deity will personally take the blood of both of you to complete the blood sacrifice." Sun surnamed the monk with a cold, **** volume Lie away.

The gray feathers of the sky and the gray bears of the gray bears touched the blood of their bodies, and they burst apart.

The surnamed Sun in the **** light, a wave of hands, a dying monk on the ground was swept up, and the whole body was violently violently rushed out, and the whole person instantly became a person.

And those who squirted the blood, the blood in the void into a blood flow, was directly inhaled by the surname Sun.

“It’s delicious!”

The surname Sun’s monk sighed at the corner of his mouth and his face was full of sorrow.

"You, you are not a grandson, grandson Sun will not be a **** martial art. Who are you?" A Haoran College disciple on the ground saw this situation, screaming like a ghost. ,

Wu Hong and other Terran monks witnessed all this, and they were equally furious, but at this moment they were all on the soft, soft ground and could not move.

"Hey, who am I? Of course, your grandson!" The surnamed Sun surnamed a scream, and his body shape flashed again, appearing beside Xiongyue, with one hand and a emptiness, a medlar blood condensed out of thin air. And it came out and crashed.

After the Xiongyue war, the mana was not able to continue, and most of the whole body was sucked away. At this moment, under the slap of the **** giant palm, even if the two bears were furiously frustrated, they were still "boom" and were hit. Flying out, the body of Wuyizhang was wrapped in a roll of blood and blood.

"嗤嗤" sounded!

After a scream, a thick blood column between the fingers spurted out from the body of the bear, and they fell into the seven blood-colored giant columns.

And this real Dan Xiong demon body flesh and blood soul is even faster to melt and dry, there is only a thin bear skin left in the blink of an eye.

After absorbing the blood of Xiong Yue, the runes on the seven blood-colored giant pillars turned into a red color.

The surname Sun’s monk licked his mouth and continued to fly toward the eagle’s nose.

The eagle hook man sees this, his face is pale and bloodless, and after a sorrowful scream, his wings are turned into a gust of wind and flee.

But the next moment, after a bang, one of them hit the blood-colored light curtain, but a bounce back and back.

After the Sun surnamed the monk, he laughed and turned into a **** rush...

After a moment of work, the blood runes on the seven jade columns were finally filled one by one, and the surface blood was put up.

"Haha, the blood sacrifice has finally succeeded! I don't want me to set up such a careful!"

The surnamed Sun surnamed the male corpse of the eagle hook and threw it away. Haha laughed, and the body rotated in the void, and made a golden light to the seven pillars around it.

"Boom" counts!

Seven blood-crystal giant columns burst open and opened, and a **** fog rushed out and turned into a **** foggy sea.

The surnamed Sun’s monk had a word, and he spit out a **** rune of the size of a fingernail, and all the blood around him was sucked up.

"噗" and "噗" are making a big splash!

In a blink of an eye, these **** runes have skyrocketed to the size of a fist, and the surface of the surface is flashing.

"Printed!"

The surname Sun’s monk shouted, and the **** runes shivered in the void, and they were flashed in the air, on the forehead, limbs, chest and abdomen.

As the rune of the surname Sun’s monk flashed and disappeared, the exhaled breath began to climb up. In an instant, he reached the late period of Zhendan from the middle of the original Zhendan. After several hours of breathing, he reached it. The realm of great completion in the later period.

His eyes have also turned into reddish red, and his hair seems to be blood-red in **** red, flying in the wind, like a burning flame of the same group, the face becomes more blurred after a twist.

The surname Sun has been turned into a faint blood shadow like no entity.

"Original... Everything is calculated by you! Who are you?" Young woman Wu Hong half-squinted and asked with anger.

Her dark skin was pale because of the massive blood drawn.

"Who is the old man, and what do you know about the generations of the rats?" The surnamed Sun, who was transformed into a shadow of blood, suddenly became old and glanced at the dying Wuhong, while grasping with one hand.

The whole piece of air suddenly became tight.

The sound of "噗", the whole body of the black skin suddenly exploded and opened, and the remaining blood was turned into a blood mist. After being condensed in the void, it was sucked in by the blood.

"A group of waste! So, the Yanshou Ling medicine is the thing in my bag, and I can finally leave the abyss smoothly! Hahaha... After thousands of years of imprisonment, it is finally over... ..." The blood shadow talked to himself a few words, while the body shape floated to the ground.

"Who are you, what is the real grandson of the Sun?" Not far away, Huang Hao of Haoran College, struggling to look up, looked at the face of the changed grandson of the surname of the surname of the face of grief.

"Sun Peng? Since you think about him so much, I am so embarrassed and sentimental once, send you to see him!" The blood shadow smirked, one hand waved, a **** light wrapped up the body of the old man, pulled to the body Before, then the hand burst into a bloodshot thorn into his eyebrows. body.

Huang Wei grew his mouth, his throat shouted silently, and after a few struggles, his eyes were no longer moving, and his flesh and blood quickly shrank and became a dead body.

Once again, I absorbed the blood of a person. The blood of the blood was brighter and brighter. Then he laughed and screamed, and the two hands were caught. The two **** hands came out, and the young Xuanzong white robe youth smashed on the ground. And Li’s youth body was pulled in front of him.

The blood flashed, and the young leaders of the two Zhongtian continents fell into this and became two dry bodies.

At this moment, a lightning flashing flying sword suddenly flashed out from a young monk who was lying on the ground, and quickly smashed to the surname Sun.

"Sun surnamed monk" saw the situation, and quickly threw the body of the two in front of him, and the blood of his body turned into a blood shadow.

Although he wants to dodge, but the distance between the two is too close, the Thunderbolt flying sword is a vague, slamming into the right shoulder of the "Sun surname".

The flying sword suddenly ignited a purple arc, and instantly wrapped the "Sun surname" in it, a purple arc spread on it, tearing off the blood of its body.

"Sun surnamed monk" issued a sigh of sorrow, the whole body was bloody, and the body that came out of it was a stiff.

At the same time, the Qingpao monk who released the flying sword suddenly bounced, and the one foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and the figure was blurred. The next moment, a flash appeared behind the surname Sun.

The two hands were entangled in black air, and the arms shook. The two fists seemed to be poisonous dragons out of the hole, with the shadow of the road, and hitting the back of the monk of the surname Sun.

Hey!

A muffled sound, the amount of violent violence emerged from the fist, and the surrounding air also showed a circle of ripples.

"Sun surnamed monk" stood still in the same place, but his body did not know when a layer of sticky blood light, not only suppressed the purple arc emitted by Feijian, but also blocked his fist. .

"Oh it's you!"

"Sun surnamed monk" sighed in the mouth, the voice just fell, his face changed, Zhang mouth spurted a blood, the body's sticky blood trembled.

It seems that the violent fist just got, although it was blocked, but he was injured.

The Qingpao monk who shot, seemingly in his twenties, is Liu Ming.

Liu Ming saw bloodshot wounds, his eyes lit up, his body under the black light, his body shape shook, and he suddenly turned into another three virtual shadows, and then flashed into a shadow of the road, surrounded by "Sun surname" "The monk", the arm trembled, the dense fists of the illusion came out, and the raindrops hit the blood of the guardian of the surname Sun.

"Sun surnamed monk" body blood suddenly trembled, blinking a few points in the blink of an eye, but slammed a low drink, one hand, a burst of bloodshot bursts of bloodshot, instantly put three of them Off.

Liu Ming’s body changed his face, his feet were a little, his body shape was instantly inverted, but his hands waved again and again, and a dark black misty dragon spurted out through the **** filaments, roaring and slamming into the guardian of “Sun’s monk”. Above the body's blood, but it is "squeaky" and turns into a black gas burst.

"Sun surnamed monk" see this, the first is a trip. But when I saw the black gas drifting away, I revealed two golden symbols, but my face changed loudly and called "not good."

The next moment, the two groups of glaring golden light suddenly broke out, and after the earth-shattering bang, the two groups of golden light shrank and fell, and the "Sun surname" was completely submerged.

Liu Ming suddenly stopped his body shape, his hands waved again and again, and four gray beads emerged. It was the real spirit beads he had just received.

A flash of gray light, four round beads spurt out, spurred to the golden light burst.

With Liu Mingkou’s words in mind, the four beads swayed in the same place, and at the same time, a gray light condensed into a gray square enchantment, and the golden light that had not been scattered was wrapped together with the thick smoke. .