Demon’s Diary

Volume 5 Sword Qi Nine Sky Seven Hundred and Seventy-Seven Battles in the Secret Realm

A soft sound of "whoosh" came, and the blue snow lotus was cut off instantly. The yellow light caught the blue lotus and rewinded it and shot it back.

The Tiangong Sect disciple grabbed it and immediately jumped into the air without thinking, turning into a ball of yellow light and running away in the distance.

However, just as he flew away, the pond instantly stirred up waves of water, and blood-red tentacles several feet long broke out of the water, and struck like a whip at the place where the disciples of Tiangong Sect were standing.

There was a loud rumble!

The ground that was hit immediately cracked open, and countless rocks and dust flew everywhere.

From the depths of the pool, the angry low roar of the eight-legged blood beast could be heard.

The disciples of Tiangong Sect were flying in mid-air, and when they turned around, they were immediately frightened when they saw this situation.

Looking at the power of the eight-legged blood beast, even a monk in the late stage of crystallization would probably be in danger if he was entangled in it.

"Fortunately, the eight-legged blood beast is an aquatic monster and will not leave the water easily..."

The disciples of Tiangong Sect let out a long breath, turned around and flew away for dozens of miles before falling back to the ground.

He placed the blue snow lotus in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, then he laughed and put it into his storage talisman.

At this moment, a shadow flashed past behind him. The Tiangong Sect disciple suddenly turned around, but there was nothing behind him.

"Did I see it wrong?"

The Tiangong Sect disciple frowned. When he turned his head again, a handsome and elegant man dressed as a scholar appeared ghostly a few feet in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face. Looking at him.

"It turns out that this is my brother from Haoran Academy, Wu Chao from the Tiangong Sect. Nice to meet you!" A hint of horror flashed in the eyes of the disciple of the Tiangong Sect. On the surface, he pretended to be calm and held a fist in his arms, while his sleeves instantly clasped the short blade.

"There is no need to say polite words. Leave the storage charm on your body and contribute half of your luck. Maybe I will let you go." The white-robed scholar said in a low voice and with an expressionless face.

"Hmph, I can't bear to obey this order..." Wu Chao refused without hesitation, but held the dagger in his hand tighter.

When the white-robed scholar heard this, his eyes turned cold, a layer of white smoke appeared on his body, and his figure gradually became blurred.

The next moment, a white figure appeared in front of Wu Chao as fast as lightning. The palm of his hand reached out, and a burst of milky white energy shot out, grabbing the lock of luck on Wu Chao's wrist.

This white energy was as smooth as clouds, but at an astonishing speed, it suddenly reached the wrist with one twist.

However, Wu Chao reacted very quickly. He swung the short blade with his hand, and a crescent-shaped yellow blade shot out, leaving a trace in the Void City. Facing the white energy.

There was a muffled sound!

After the yellow sword light and white energy struck head-on, they became deadlocked in the air. .

"Little tricks!"

The young man in white robe sneered, turned his body, raised his other arm, and slapped forward again.

Another white Qi Jin disappeared into the previous Qi Jin in a flash. When the two qi energies converged, they actually formed a giant white palm about ten feet in size. With a gentle grip, the crescent moon sword was crushed to pieces. Continue to shoot towards Wu Chao.

Wu Chao's expression changed, he couldn't avoid it at such a close distance. He could only suddenly open his mouth and spit out a green ball. After a spin, it turned into a green wooden turtle with a crunching sound. The spiritual patterns on its surface flashed, and a green light curtain blocked it in front of it.

There was a "boom"!

The green light curtain was struck by the giant palm, the book sword broke and flew away, and when the light green wooden turtle trembled, several cracks appeared on the surface.

Wu Chao felt a huge force surge through the air, his body involuntarily shot out, and he and his wife hit a big tree more than a hundred feet away.

The big tree, which was hugged by several people, was shattered with a "bang".

Wu Chao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the crystal jade lock on his wrist shattered with a crisp sound. Wisps of gray mist rolled out and merged into the jade lock on the white-robed young man's hand.

The young man in white robe laughed and said,

At the same time, after a flash of figure, he appeared in front of Wu Chao again.

"Half of my luck has been taken away by you, what else do you want?" Wu Chao looked pale, coughed a few times, and said angrily as he stood up.

"Didn't I just say that you should hand over the storage talisman on your body?" The young man in white robe raised his hand, and a giant white palm condensed again, covering the Tiangong Sect disciple, and said gloomily .

Wu Chao's expression changed, and he could only grit his teeth, take off the storage bag from his waist, and throw it out.

The giant white palm issued a suction force and absorbed the storage talisman.

"Okay, I've done everything you said. You can leave now." Wu Chao stared at the young man in white robe and asked coldly.

"leave?"

Hearing this, the white-robed young man's eyes showed a hint of sneer. Before Wu Chao could speak again, the shadow of his giant palm pressed down like a hill.

After a loud bang and a scream, there was no more sound.

After a while, the young man in white robe plundered everything on the body, read it carefully and put it away, then looked at the body again and muttered a few words to himself:

"The Tiangong Sect that suffered a loss was the sect that ranked first in the Tianmen Association last time. The disciples it sent were only capable of reading. It seems that I thought too much before. However, fortunately, I finally got this clear water snow lotus. It’s no wonder that I’m extremely busy...”

After finishing speaking, the young man in white robe grabbed it with one hand, and a ray of earthy yellow light shot out and fell to the ground.

There was a loud rumble, and a two-foot long hole suddenly opened in the ground nearby. The mud rolled down and swallowed the body in an instant.

"I heard that the four great emperors, Haoran Academy, take righteousness and benevolence as the foundation of their religion, and all the disciples under the sect restrain themselves and cultivate their minds. But I didn't expect that the people in Haoran Academy who I met today are all hypocrites!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the ear of the young man in white robe, and at the same time, a powerful evil spirit filled the air around him.

"Who is sneaking around here!" The expression of the young man in white robe changed, and he quickly released his consciousness to investigate the surrounding situation.

At this moment, a screaming sound suddenly came to his ears. Then there was a cold feeling on the back, and something pulled out the twitching heart in the chest.

The young man in white robe shouted. His vision went dark, and his body immediately fell from the air. And at the moment of landing, he "soared", and his whole body was wrapped in rolling red flames and turned into ashes. Even the mass of essence inside was wiped out in a moment, leaving only the crystal lock of luck and a storage item. Quit staying where you are.

At this time, there was a wave behind the white-robed young man. After a roll of gray demonic energy, a figure appeared, holding a squirming heart in his hand.

This figure is wearing a brocade robe. He seems young, with a handsome face and long and narrow ears. He is none other than the demon boy Xue Pan who fled to the end with Liu Ming and Ouyang Qian in Bi Qiong Huan Palace decades ago.

The demon boy casually crushed his heart in his hand, raised his hand, and a black finger wind popped out, smashing the luck lock on the ground with a bang.

Immediately, a small ball of luck rolled out and fell into the white lock on Xue Pan's wrist.

Xue Pan looked at the faint light flashing on his luck lock. With a trace of satisfaction on his face, he took the storage ring from the ground and immediately went away with a burst of magic.

In a canyon that is dozens of feet deep, a black cloud is slowly flying close to the ground, above the black cloud. A young man in a green robe stood facing the wind, it was Liu Ming.

In the first few days after entering the secret realm, Liu Ming did not leave the nearby area immediately. And by killing many low-level monsters, he absorbed some luck.

During this period. He did not come into contact with other sect disciples, even though he noticed some spiritual power fluctuations from a distance. I won't pay attention to it either.

After all, we have been staying in this secret realm of Tianmen for a long time, and now is not a good opportunity to fight with each other. The only way to wait for others to work is to wait for others to collect more luck before trying to rob them.

In addition, he took the opportunity to search for some spiritual herbs and elixirs. After all, the elixirs growing here are rare, and they also bring a lot of luck.

Not long ago, he discovered a mushroom-shaped spiritual grass at the entrance of this remote canyon, exuding bursts of extremely rich spiritual energy. Looking back at the various spiritual materials books he had read, he didn't know what it was, so he could only leave it for now. Make plans after taking the Sumeru Precepts.

At this moment, a faintly shining spiritual grass under a blue boulder more than a hundred feet away caught his attention again.

When he took a few steps closer, he discovered that there were many tall grasses emitting a bright light and a faint fragrance.

"It turned out to be a thousand-year-old Fanli grass." Liu Ming was delighted when he saw this and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Although Fanli grass is not a very rare spiritual grass, there is one special thing about this grass, that is, it is extremely difficult to grow.

Fanli grass with a temperature of less than 500 years can occasionally be seen in some spiritually rich mountains and spiritual places. There is nothing special about it. However, once the age exceeds 500 years, the radiance it emits will change every hundred years. It will be one point thicker, but there is a 20% chance that it will wither and die inexplicably. Once it reaches the thousand-year temperature, it will become the main material of Fanli Dan that can help improve the mana of the celestial realm, but because of this, the thousand-year-old Fanli grass is almost difficult to generate in the outside world.

Therefore, in today's Tian Continent, the price of five-color grass of different years varies greatly. A hundred-year-old five-color grass is only worth 30,000 to 50,000 spiritual stones. Once it exceeds five hundred years, the price will skyrocket to nearly one million spiritual stones. If it is more than a thousand years old, The five-color grass can be sold at auctions for 20 to 30 million yuan, and it is often priceless and rarely available.

Liu Ming had only heard that the Tianmen Secret Realm was rich in resources, but he did not expect to encounter such a level of spiritual grass, so he was very happy.

Just when he turned over with one hand and took out a silver dagger, and wanted to cut off the five-color grass, the blue boulder trembled slightly, and a powerful wave of spiritual power came.

Liu Ming reacted very quickly. Without thinking, he kicked off his legs and shot backwards more than ten feet away. He stared at the back of the blue boulder with bright eyes.

I saw the soil under the bluestone began to loosen, and with a muffled sound, a gap opened in the ground, and a huge green and yellow demon python rushed out of the rolling soil with a roar. (To be continued, please search Piaotianxue, the novel is better and updated faster! R640

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