Demon’s Diary

Chapter 110 The Villain

"For half a month, I'm afraid that the time is too tight to explore an unknown secret realm. After all, we still don't know how big this secret realm is and whether there are other exits in it." Worried.

"There is no way to do things when the time is tight. We old guys can only ensure that the entrance is safe and sound during this time. You also listen carefully, you must count the time after entering. When the time is up, no matter what you find, all Immediately evacuate from the entrance. If you come out late, you will be trapped inside forever." Uncle Yan told the disciples.

Liu Ming and the others naturally nodded and said "yes".

"In addition, the ranking of this life-and-death trial will also be calculated based on the amount of resources you bring out of it. No matter how many resources you get from the secret realm at that time, I will make the final decision and you can leave one tenth of it as a risk to this time. A life-threatening reward." Uncle Yan said with another wave of his hand.

This time, the disciples were even more overjoyed.

"By the way, sect master and nephew, you can bring the things I asked you to bring from the warehouse." The gray-robed old man asked again, remembering something.

"Since the uncle of the master specifically told me, how could the nephew of the master forget it. I brought everything!" The head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect replied without thinking.

"Okay, let's post them now and let them get acquainted with them first." Uncle Yan nodded.

"Yes"

The head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect agreed, and took out a stack of pale yellow silk handkerchiefs and thumb-sized white beads from his sleeves. With a flick, they shot towards Liu Ming and the ten people.

Liu Ming subconsciously moved his arm, and grabbed the shot and the ball into his hand, and looked at it curiously.

I saw that this silk handkerchief was thin into the cicada's wings, but the surface was inscribed with layers of light yellow spiritual patterns, which made people feel dizzy and dizzy after a few more glances.

The ball looked clear and transparent, as if it was just an ordinary crystal.

"These Sumipa can be said to be a low-level spiritual tool. They have no other functions, and they only have one level of prohibition, but they can wrap large items in a size that is more than 100 times smaller, so that they can be easily carried around. The only drawbacks are these No matter how much things shrink, their weight will not change. As for those induction beads, they have also been refined through special secret techniques, and they can sense the location of each other within ten miles. You take each of them with you, and wait until you enter It will definitely be of great use in the secret realm." Uncle Yan explained a little bit.

When all the disciples heard this, of course they once again thanked and rewarded.

"Okay, let's go out and familiarize yourself with these two things. When the disciples of Fenghuomen arrive tomorrow, they will immediately enter the secret realm." The head of the Wild Ghost Sect said with a slight smile.

"obey"

"Yes"

...

All the disciples agreed and withdrew from the stone hall one after another, and began to study the usage of the two new things in their hands.

After Liu Ming and the others really left the hall, the smile on the face of the head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect gradually faded away, and he turned his head and asked the gray-robed old man with a deep breath:

"Uncle Shi, what do you think of these disciples, can they compare to the other disciples?"

"It's hard to say, after all, I only looked at the other sect disciples from a distance, and I didn't personally test their strength. But if I look at it based on my feelings, this sect may not be too optimistic. "The gray-robed old man also replied solemnly.

"Is that true! The ten disciples brought by this sect are much stronger than the top ten." Uncle Zhang couldn't help but ask again.

"These little guys in this sect are really good. If I'm not mistaken about this boy Yang Gan, it seems that the mana in his body has been purified once. If he is willing to advance to a spiritual master, I am afraid that at least 30% will be sure. Feng Chan, words , looking at the black energy between his face and eyebrows, it seems that he has also cultivated the body of the iron corpse to a very deep level. The person who is full of thunder attribute spiritual power should be the nine-lei spirit vein boy. And the high rush This child looks a bit close to a spiritual master, so he should have successfully refined the drop of the demon dragon blood that I gave him. Of course, the others don't seem to be weak. According to the average level of life and death trials in the past Look, they should be able to get a good ranking. But if I read it correctly, there are also talented disciples with amazing aptitude in other sects, and the strength is probably still higher than that of Yang Gan and them. Especially the Tianyue Sect One of my female disciples, when I was secretly observing with my Crystal Transformation Realm cultivation base, she was able to immediately look at me. Uncle Yan said slowly with gloomy eyes.

"What, can sense the existence of Uncle Shi, how is this possible!"

"If this is the case, it must be the female disciple of the Tianyue Sect with a psychic sword body."

The old man surnamed Huang and the middle-aged Taoist priest lost their voices.

"Well, I think so too. Besides the Tianyue Sect, there are several disciples in the other sects that are equally extraordinary. I'm afraid they can't say that they will definitely win if they meet Yang Gan." Yan Shizuzu said in a cold voice. .

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean that this life-and-death trial, this sect will be at the bottom again."

"It's hard to say. After all, this competition is based on the amount of resources collected. As long as the little guys in this sect are lucky, and they are smarter to avoid the most powerful people in the other sects, they may be able to give We were pleasantly surprised." The gray-robed old man's face returned to calm.

"I can only hope so." The face of the head of the Wild Ghost Sect changed for a while before he said with a long sigh.

...

At the same time, Liu Ming was "playing" with the light yellow silk handkerchief in his hand!

From time to time, he covered a large gray-white stone like a watermelon under his feet with a silk handkerchief, reduced it to the size of a bean, and then picked it up again to restore and enlarge it.

As for a white round bead held in his other hand, it was flickering with a faint white light. If you look carefully at the words with your eyes, you can find that there are ten black dots the size of rice grains, which are distributed in the circle. Everywhere in the beads, some stood still, while others moved slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Ming seemed to be tired of playing. After putting away the two things, he found an unoccupied corner at will, and began to breathe silently.

As he breathed and breathed, a thin, hair-like needle hidden in his sleeve also flickered slightly, as if it was echoing secretly.

On his two arms, there are two other small protrusions the size of soybeans, each of which is wrapped with two things the size of rice grains, one white and one black. It also fluctuates slightly with Liu Ming's breathing. It looks like Like a living thing, very strange.

At this time, the sky has gradually dimmed, and the crimson afterglow of the sunset in the distance reflected on Liu Ming and other Barbarian Ghost Sect disciples, as if smearing them with a layer of blood, giving people an indescribable sense of solemnity .

...

Early the next morning, Liu Ming, who was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath, suddenly felt that the floating reef under him seemed to vibrate. Although it was extremely weak, he was still awakened from the meditation, and immediately looked away in surprise.

As a result, I saw that the nearby lake was rippling with faint water lines, and the vibrations below him became stronger and stronger, and the entire lake began to be rolled up by waves like the wind.

At this time, Liu Ming vaguely heard a rumbling sound from the sky in the distance. It was only extremely low at first, but it became extremely loud after a while.

At this time, the vibration of the entire lake became more and more severe.

With such a big movement, the other disciples and even the head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect who was resting in the stone hall were also alarmed and walked out.

They looked a little puzzled, and they also raised their heads and stared at the sky.

As for the uncle Yan Shi, he did not see any trace, but he did not know when he left the floating reef.

The other sects, including the Tianyue Sect on the floating reef, also reacted similarly. Many disciples stood up and looked into the sky.

As a result, after waiting for a while, a black spot suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, and gradually became huge. In an instant, it turned into a black mountain peak of two hundred meters high, and flew towards the floating reef.

At this time, the rumbling sound in the air was deafening, and the entire lake surface was trembling, rolling up huge waves with a height of ten feet out of thin air.

"Feilai Peak! How did Fenghuomen open this treasure of the town gate here? This is a little wrong." After seeing the true face of the black mountain peak, the old man surnamed Huang immediately changed his face. The head of the Chongman Ghost Sect said.

"It's really weird! But don't worry, let's see what the people of Fenghuomen say when they arrive. I think Fenghuomen is stupid, and it won't challenge our four sects at the same time." The head of the wild ghost sect also He frowned back.

On the other floating reefs, some people dressed as spiritual masters were also whispering, and their expressions obviously had a dignified meaning.

After a while, the black mountain finally flew over several floating reefs with a gust of wind, and stopped abruptly in the air hundreds of meters above the lake.

Then there was a burst of laughter from the top of the black mountain, and forty or fifty people flew down from the top. The first middle-aged Taoist priest in a golden Taoist robe said loudly in the air:

"Don't be surprised, fellow Daoists. The reason why the sect master came a little slower is entirely because a distinguished guest just happened to be in the door. I heard that there was a new secret entrance to this place, and he came here with a heavy treasure to help me."

As soon as the golden-robed Taoist finished speaking, he immediately gave up, and a man in a python robe with a dove-faced and eagle-nosed nose walked out from behind him.

And as soon as this man appeared, he glanced down coldly, and said rudely:

"Is this your younger generation, where are they, Master Lingyu!"

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