Demon's Diary

Chapter 1453 Six volumes of demons dancing wildly 1384 Qi Yao's heart
"Could it be that we have tried our best to reach the ninth floor of the Moyuan Tower, but we can only watch helplessly, but can't do anything?" Ouyang Ming looked up and down the golden lightning barrier in the center of the space again, his face pale. It was cloudy and sunny for a while, and after a long while, he sighed softly and murmured.

He was a little hot-headed just now, but after being stopped by Liu Ming, he immediately calmed down, and felt the enchantment formed by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder with destructive power, and his heart shuddered.

If it really rushed over like this, I am afraid that it would be turned into ashes without even breathing.

When Liu Ming heard what Ouyang Ming said, his expression was a little sad. Although he boasted that his strength was far superior to that of the same level, and he had many treasures, his real strength was comparable to Tongxuan, but in this vast world that even Tongxuan could not compete with. In the face of strength, he seemed so insignificant.

The expression on Zhao Qianying's face at the side has calmed down, but she doesn't seem to have heard the conversation between Liu Ming and Ouyang Ming. She just looks at the black vortex behind the lightning barrier, her eyes flicker, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

"Don't just look at the lightning barrier, look at what's on your left." At this moment, Mo Tian's voice emerged in Liu Ming's heart.

Liu Ming was startled, and turned his head to look to the left side of the space according to the words, his expression suddenly changed.

Because hundreds of feet away from the left side of the lightning barrier, thick black ink tentacles emerged from the ground or the top of the cave, and entangled in layers in mid-air, as if wrapping something inside. A group of huge and incomparably spherical objects were formed.

Through the gaps of the rare ink tentacles, it can be found that the whole body of the wrapped thing is dark red, and it is rising and shrinking rhythmically, and at the same time it makes a muffled sound of "dong dong".

It's just that Liu Ming's attention was fully focused on the lightning barrier in front of him, and the crackling sound from the barrier was not small, covering up the sound.

Ouyang Ming and Zhao Qianying also noticed Liu Ming's actions at this moment, turned their heads to follow Liu Ming's gaze, and their expressions were also shocked.

"What is this? It seems to be a heart?" Ouyang Ming said with his eyes wide open, not sure.

"It seems to be a heart, and it's still alive, it's still beating!" Zhao Qianying blurted out in disbelief when she heard this.

Liu Ming looked at all this in front of him, secretly surprised!

Because, when he looked at this heart, he actually had a faint sense of familiarity with the aura emanating from this object, which made him feel extremely strange, but he couldn't figure it out.

Just when the three were surprised, Mo Tian's voice slowly sounded in the ears of the three:

"You guessed it right, there is indeed a heart. But this heart is not trivial, it is the heart of the ancient demon Qi Yao, who was the supreme commander of the ancient demon army that invaded the human world in ancient times. It has even reached the realm of eternal life."

"Immortal Realm!" The three of Liu Ming couldn't help being shocked when they heard this.

The Immortal Realm is an existence that completely surpasses the Profound Realm, and almost only exists in legends.

"After the defeat of the ancient demon army, the two human and demon tribes counterattacked the demon abyss. The army approached Hanmo's main force, and there was a tendency to directly attack the ancient demon world. At the last moment, Qi Yao, in desperation, used the mysterious treasure Qiankun The Lightning Ring sealed the entrance to the ancient demon world at the cost of shattering the body, and used the remaining heart to fuse with rare ink to provide an endless supply of mana for the Thundering Ring." Mo Tian paused for a moment. , continued.

"That is to say, to get the Qiankun Yulei Ring, you need to stop this heart first?" Ouyang Ming asked with a slight frown.

"That's right. In addition, the cloudy sky mirror is also in this heart." Mo Tian didn't deny this, but then he said something that made Liu Ming and others dumbfounded. .

"It seems that in order to obtain the Qiankun Yulei Ring and the Mirror of the Sky, we must break this heart." Liu Ming said with a flash of eyes.

The three of them are not sure that they want to break the heart of this immortal existence, let alone the protection of so many rare ink tentacles around them.

"Both of you, since we've come here, we naturally can't back down. Instead of waiting here, we might as well do it right away." Liu Ming's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice.

Zhao Qianying and the two of them heard the words, immediately bowed their hands to Liu Ming, and said decisively: "Of course, the two of us are the only ones who follow Daoist Liu."

"Then let's try to cut off these rare ink tentacles on the heart first!" Liu Ming just finished speaking, and slapped the sword pouch on his waist, a golden ball appeared in a flash, and then turned into a The small golden sword shot out like a swimming fish.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pinched the sword formula.

The little golden sword emitted an even more dazzling golden light, and immediately surged against the wind. After a short circle, it transformed into a series of golden sword shadows, and chopped towards the rare ink tentacles wrapped around the heart.

The sounds of "clang" and "clang" can be heard endlessly!

A large piece of golden light fell on the tentacles of the rare ink, making a piercing sound of gold and iron clashing.

The golden light quickly dissipated, but Liu Ming's expression changed slightly.

The rare ink tentacles here seem to be much tougher than the ones encountered before. Kongkong Jianwan's sword strike only left some shallow gaps on these tentacles, but Kongkong Jianwan made a few groans , Spirituality seems to have lost a little bit.

After Liu Ming sent out this lightning strike, Zhao Qianying and Ouyang Ming also attacked.

The black magic pattern on Zhao Qianying's forehead kept flickering, and from the short purple pattern bow in her hand, densely packed purple arrows burst out, covering the tentacles of Hanmo like a gust of wind and rain, making a continuous jingling sound.

Ouyang Ming jumped into the air, swiped the broad-backed ghost-headed long knife in his hand, and a series of jet-black blade lights shot straight towards Hanmo's tentacles with the sound of whistling ghosts.

As a result, in the next moment, both the purple arrows and the pitch-black sword lights were quickly shattered, and only a few cracks appeared on the rare ink tentacles, and even some white marks were left behind.

Before the three of them could launch the second round of attack, those rare ink tentacles suddenly came alive and writhed, exuding black air, just like a huge black python.

"Chi Chi" a few times!
Under the flash of black shadows, more than twenty tentacles of rare ink ejected from the surface of the coiled heart, and flew towards where Liu Ming and the other three were.

The three of them had been on guard for a long time, and hurriedly shot backwards.

However, the black tentacles split into three, and chased after Liu Ming and the other three respectively.

"The two fellow Taoists don't need to hide their clumsiness now, otherwise, as time goes by, I'm afraid there will be many unpredictable variables." Liu Ming turned into four phantoms, with afterimages, and quickly avoided After dozens of tentacles attacked, at the same time, his lips did not move, and he sent a sound transmission to the other two.

After saying that, a blue light shot out from his hand, it was the magic marrow and blue magic blade, rising against the wind.

At the same time, the other people were covered in black energy, and quickly condensed behind them into a dharma image phantom surrounded by black energy, holding the giant blue blade with one hand.

The next moment, Liu Ming uttered an obscure incantation, and the green light of the green magic blade in Faxiang Xuying's hand suddenly flourished, and suddenly a blurred horizontal slash came out from left and right, and two huge green lights of more than thirty feet were in the air. A huge cross formed in the air, cutting on a rare ink tentacles.

With a crisp sound, the tentacles broke in two after only supporting for a moment.

Liu Ming was overjoyed, and activated the Green Demon Blade with the power of Dharma Aspect. Although it consumed a lot of mana, its power was indeed much greater than usual.

Liu Ming's move seemed to have angered Han Mo, like stabbing a hornet's nest, and most of the Han Mo's tentacles that had been besieging Ouyang Ming and Zhao Qianying suddenly turned around, turning into a black net like a black python, flying towards Liu Ming rushed over.

It was Liu Ming who pushed the Three-point Shadow Dafa to the extreme, and his movement was extremely fast, but under such a dense attack, the main body was still hit by several tentacles.

Fortunately, his body was flexible, and he was not directly wrapped around his body by the tentacles. With the help of the blood of the sky demon, the wounds on his body quickly recovered.

Zhao Qianying's beautiful eyes flashed, and she knew that it was impossible to cut off these tentacles by ordinary means. After dodging several attacks, her heart sank, and she silently recited the formula, and a purple statue also appeared behind her.

With a slight tap of his fingertips, a big purple cauldron appeared in front of the purple dharma figure, tilted slightly, and a large purple glow immediately spewed out from the cauldron, facing the attack of the approaching rare ink tentacles.

Fortunately, with Liu Ming's support, there were not many rare ink tentacles rushing towards her, and they were all blocked by the purple cauldron.

Zhao Qianying's complexion relaxed, and she let out a coquettish scolding. In one hand of the purple dharma, a purple residual blade suddenly condensed. Half of the blade disappeared, but the remaining half still exuded palpitating purple awns. Obviously not Everything.

With a slight movement of the broken blade, a slender purple scar slashed out, cutting towards the nearest rare ink tentacles.

puff!

The originally indestructible rare ink tentacles seemed vulnerable in front of the purple broken blade, and were easily chopped into two pieces.

Zhao Qianying's eyes were delighted, and the purple broken blade in Fa Xiang's hand was blurred again, and there was a muffled popping sound, and in a blink of an eye, two more rare ink tentacles were cut off by Zhao Qianying.

Such a situation fell into Liu Ming's eyes, and he was also shocked. Obviously, he had underestimated this woman before.

Ouyang Ming on the other side was naturally not to be outdone, and at some point behind him, the magical appearance of the Eight Desolation Brahma had condensed, and blazing black magic flames rose all over his body.

The huge Bahuang Brahma magic form quickly shrunk in the black flames, and turned into a set of black flame armor in an instant, which was worn on Ouyang Ming's body.

Ouyang Ming let out a low cry, and wisps of black magic flames flew out from the armor, wrapping around his broad-backed ghost-head long knife.

The ghost-headed long knife suddenly shone brightly, its power greatly increased, and there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves. The black long knife loomed in the magic flames, and under a blur, it cut on a rare ink tentacles.

Hanmo's tentacles were immediately entangled with black magic flames, and then broke apart with a "bang".

(End of this chapter)