Demon's Diary Vol 5 Chapter 777: Secret battle

The sound of "嗖" came, and the blue snow lotus was cut off instantly. Huang Mang caught the blue lotus flower and rolled back the electric shot.
The disciple of Tiangongzong grabbed it, and immediately thought of it and did not want to vacate. He turned into a group of yellow light and turned to flee in the distance.
However, just as he just flew away, the pond instantly picked up the water waves of the sky, and the blood red tentacles of several feet grew out of the water. The whip was generally drawn in the place where the Tiangongzong disciple originally stood.
There was a loud bang!
The ground that was hit immediately cracked open, and countless rocks and dust spattered.
Deep in the pool, there was a low-pitched voice of the eight-legged blood beast.
Tiangongzong disciple flew in the air, slightly looking back, seeing this situation, suddenly afraid of it.
Seeing the power of the Eight-legged Blood Beast, it is the monk in the late stage of Huajing. It is estimated that it is fierce and more sturdy.
"Fortunately, the eight-legged blood beast is an aquatic monster, and it is easy not to leave the water..."
The disciple of Tiangongzong sighed with a sigh of relief and turned away. He flew for dozens of miles before falling back to the ground.
He put this blue snow lotus in front of him and looked at it carefully. Then he laughed and put this thing into the storage symbol.
At this moment, a shadow flashed past him, and the Tiangongzong disciple suddenly turned around, but behind him was empty.
"Did I read it wrong?"
The Tiangongzong disciple's brow wrinkled. When he turned his head again, a handsome and handsome-looking scholar dressed in a ghostly appearance appeared in front of him. He looked at him with a smile. .
"It turned out to be the Xiongtai of Haoran Academy. In the next day, Emperor Wu Chao, fortunately!" The Tiangong Zong disciple flashed a horror in his eyes. The surface is pretentiously a clenched fist, while the sleeves instantly hold the short blade.
"You don't have to say anything about the guest. Leave the storage symbol on your body and contribute half of the gas. Maybe I will let you go." The white robe scholar voice was low, and the expression was cold and expressionless.
"Hey, this is hard to die in the next..." Wu Chao refused to hesitate, but he tightened the short knife in his hand.
The white robe scholars heard the words, their eyes were cold, and a white smog appeared on the body surface, and the body shape gradually blurred.
The next moment, a white figure was lightning-fast, and it appeared in front of Wu Chao. The palm of the hand came out and spurred a milky white spurt from it, and grabbed the lock of the airlift on Wu Chao's wrist.
This white air is so strong that Yunxia, ​​when the speed is amazing, under a scroll, he will come to the wrist.
However, Wu Chao's reaction was also extremely fast. The short blade in his hand slammed a wave, and a crescent-shaped yellow knife spurred out, leaving a trace in the void. Welcome to the white spirit.
"砰" is a muffled sound!
After the yellow knife and the white gas rushed to the head, it was deadlocked in the air. .
"Glyphs!"
The white robe youth snorted, and the body lifted up the other arm and took a palm forward.
Another white spurt was fading into the previous temper. Under the enthusiasm of the two enthusiasm, they have gathered into a large white palm of the size of the squad. Continue to shoot toward Wu Chao.
Wu Chao’s face changed, and such a close distance could not be avoided. Only one mouth suddenly, a green ball can be ejected. After a sloppi turn, in the snoring, turned into a green wood turtle, the surface of the spirit of a flash, a layer of green light curtain in front of the body.
"Boom"!
The green light curtain was hit by a giant palm, and the book sword broke open, and the pale green wood turtle trembled, and several cracks appeared on the surface.
Wu Chao only felt that a huge force rushed into the air, and the figure could not help but reflexively. Even the people with expensive ones slammed into a big tree outside the hundred feet.
The tree that was held by several people was slammed and shattered by life.
Wu Chao opened a mouthful of blood, and the crystal jade lock on the wrist was also cracked and cracked. A gray mist came out and merged into the jade lock in the hands of the white robe youth.
The white robe youth laughed and laughed. At the same time, after the body shape, he appeared again in front of Wu Chao.
"The air transport under you has been taken halfway by you, what do you want to do." Wu Chao's face was pale, and he coughed a few times, and said that he got up.
"I just didn't say it, hand over the storage symbol on your body." The white robe youth raised his hand, and a white giant palm was again condensed, and the Tiangong sect was shrouded underneath and said gloomyly. .
Under the face of Wu Chao's face, only after a bite, he took off his waist pocket and threw it out.
The white giant palm sends out a suction that absorbs the storage symbol.
"Well, I have done what you said, now you can leave." Wu Chao stared at the white robe youth, and asked coldly.
"go away?"
The white robe youth heard the words, and there was a hint of smirk in his eyes. Before Wu Chao opened his mouth again, the shadow of the giant palm was like a hill.
After a loud bang and a scream of screaming, there was no sound.
After a while, the white robe youth searched all the things on the body and cleaned it up, and then counted it again before looking at the body's self-talk:
"The Tiangongzong of the loss is the first sect of the last Tianmen meeting. It is only this skill that sent disciples. It seems that I had thought too much before. However, fortunately, this snow lotus is finally at hand, too. I am not busy with my routine."
After that, the white robe youths grabbed one hand and a radiant radiance came out and landed on the ground.
There was a loud bang in the rumble, and a crack of two feet was suddenly cracked in the nearby ground. The mud rolled down and the body was swallowed up in an instant.
"When I heard the four Taizong sects, the Haoran Academy used the righteousness and righteousness as the basis of the teaching. The disciples under the door had their own self-denial, but they did not expect that the people who saw the Haoran Academy today were actually hypocrites!"
At this time, a cold voice came from the white robe youth, and a powerful demon was filled in the void around him.
"Who is here?" The white robe youth changed his face and quickly released his knowledge to find out the situation.
At this time, a sudden scream was heard in his ear. Then there was a cool back, and the heart in the chest was picked up by something.
The white robe youth shouted. A black front, the body immediately fell from the air. And at the moment of landing, the "Teng" is a bit, and the body is wrapped in red flames for the ashes. Even the souls inside are all gone, leaving only the crystal lock and a storage. Leave in place.
At this time, the white robe youths fluctuated behind each other, gray and enchanting after a roll, a figure, holding a flashing heart flashed out.
This figure is wearing a robes. The age seems to be small, with a handsome face and narrow ears. It was the demon boy who fled to Liu Ming Ouyang Qian in the Bixiu Palace for decades.
The Yaozu teenager handcuffed and crushed the heart in his hand. As soon as he raised his hand, he popped a black finger and shattered the airlock lock on the ground.
Immediately, a small group of airlifting forces opened up in a roll, and they did not enter the white lock on the wrist of the disc.
Xue Pan looked at his faint light on the air lock. A look of satisfaction was revealed on his face, and after the storage ring on the ground was taken in, he immediately rushed to the ground.
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In a canyon with a depth of several dozen feet, a black cloud is slowly squatting against the ground, above the black clouds. A young Qingpai is standing in the wind, it is Liu Ming.
In the first few days of entering the secret, Liu Ming did not immediately leave the nearby area. By killing many low-level monsters, they have absorbed some air transport.
During this period. He did not touch other Zongmen disciples, even if he found some spiritual fluctuations. Will not ignore it.
After all, staying in the secrets of this Tianmen is still a long time. At present, it is not a good opportunity to fight each other. When others collect more gas and then rob them, it is the practice of waiting for work.
In addition, he took the opportunity to find some Lingcao elixir. After all, the elixir grown here is a rare thing, and it also brings a lot of gas power.
Not long ago, a mushroom-like grass was found at the entrance to this remote canyon, which exudes a strong aura. When I recalled the various spiritual books I have read, I don’t know what it is. The income must be in the middle of the future.
Just then, under a cyan boulder outside a hundred feet, a gleaming grass that caught a faint light once again caught his attention.
When he was close to a few steps, he discovered that this plant was a lot of high-grass grass, exuding a gorgeous glow, accompanied by a touch of fragrance.
"It turned out to be a thousand-year-old van Gogh grass." Liu Ming saw this joy, can not help but say a word.
If the Vatican is not a very rare grass, but this grass has a special point, it is extremely difficult to grow.
The five-year-old van Gogh grass, which is occasionally seen in some aura-rich mountains and rivers, has nothing special, but once the year is more than five hundred years, every hundred years, the light of the glow There will be a point, but there will be a possibility that two percent will die inexplicably. Once it reaches the millennium, it will become a main material that can help the heavens to improve their power. But therefore, The Millennium van Gogh is almost impossible to generate in the outside world.
Therefore, today's Zhongtian mainland, the price difference of five-color grass in different years is very large. The hundred-year-old fire-colored five-color grass is only worth 30,000 to 50,000 Lingshi. Once it exceeds five hundred years, the price will soar to nearly a million Lingshi, if it is more than a thousand years ago. The five-color grass of the year is able to sell for two or three million yuan at the auction price. It is often priceless and difficult to appear.
Liu Ming had only heard about the rich resources of Tianmen before, but I did not expect to encounter such a class of spirit grass, and my heart was overjoyed.
Just as he flipped a silver dagger with one hand and tried to cut the five-color grass, the cyan boulder shook a little, and a powerful spiritual wave came.
Liu Ming reacted very quickly, and he didn't want to sneak his legs. He shot back more than ten feet, staring at the back of the cyan boulders.
I saw that the soil under the bluestone began to loosen, a muffled sound, the ground cracked a gap, a huge enchanting green and yellow, and the humming sound rushed out of the rolling soil. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!