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Home > Fantasy > Demon's Diary > Chapter 1316

Chapter 1316

Words:2793Update:22/08/18 06:20:00

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The black wave and the massive crimson bird clashed, and a series of loud rumbling booms rang out in the surrounding space. The black and red light intertwined to form a massive light barrier that enshrouded the crimson fire bird.

The crimson fire bird let loose an enraged roar, but it was unable to advance even a single step no matter how it flapped its wings.

The lanky man was startled to see this, and he was just about to take action, but it was already too late!

The yellow-robed middle-aged man's body flashed several times, and he had already arrived in front of the crimson fire bird. He let out a low roar, and his fist blurred slightly as black fist projections appeared before hurtling toward the crimson fire bird like a torrential storm.

"Puff puff" sounds rang out incessantly!

Balls of black light erupted from the crimson fire bird's body one after another, transforming into surging black Qi.

The crimson fire bird let loose an anguished wail, and sparks flew all over its body before it exploded into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterward, the surging black Qi transformed from the fist projections suddenly transformed into a ferocious black wyrm that shot forth like an arrow. It pounced toward the lanky devilish man's head in the blink of an eye, and ferociously bit down.

This series of attacks appeared to be quite slow, but in reality, it had only lasted for a few breaths, and the surrounding onlookers couldn't help but be taken aback.

The lanky devilish man's expression finally changed drastically, and he let loose a loud cry as a burst of crimson light erupted from the crimson feather fan in his hand. The light quickly condensed into a crimson light barrier to keep the black wyrm at bay.

He took advantage of this opportunity to transform into a crimson shadow, and appeared over 100 feet away in a blur with a horrified expression on his face.

The yellow-robed middle-aged man chuckled coldly as he also stopped in his tracks. He waved a hand, and the black wyrm curled up before transforming into a streak of black light again before disappearing into his sleeve. He then turned to look in the other direction.

There, the grey-robed man and the black devilish shadow were still engaged in a fierce battle.

The grey-robed man was holding a dark red long mace in each hand, and as he brandished it, a series of dazzling red mace projections erupted, and a series of explosive booms rang out in an extremely ferocious manner.

However, no matter how ferocious his attacks were, bursts of black Demonic Qi emerged from the black shadow's body, and its body began to fluctuate in size amidst the black Qi. At the same time, sharp black lights erupted from its two devilish hands, and blocked all of the grey-robed man's attacks.

The yellow-robed middle-aged man's face revealed a sinister smile. Black light radiated from his body and enveloped the surrounding area. Then, seven black demonic shadows of similar size appeared in the black light. However, they were of completely different shapes.

At the same time, an extremely faint layer of black Qi appeared on the yellow-robed middle-aged man's face, but in the next moment, this black Qi quickly disappeared.

A purple light flashed in Liu Ming's eyes, and his pupils shrank.

Just now, his Purple Rune Demon Eye caught a glimpse of a ferocious face in the black gas.

That ferocious face felt like …

Countless thoughts flashed through Liu Ming's mind.

Seeing the phenomenon beside the yellow-robed middle-aged man, the expressions of the gray-robed man and the tall and skinny devil changed drastically.

In particular, the grey-robed man was already very difficult to deal with. Now, seven of them had appeared.

The grey-robed man let loose a loud roar, and a thick rapier projection erupted from his mace, forcing the black Demonic Soul back a few steps. Then, he turned to look at the browless old man in the distance.

The browless old man stared intently at the yellow-robed middle-aged man, and a contemplative look appeared on his face.

The yellow-robed middle-aged man cackled and waved a hand through the air. Two of the seven devilish shadows behind him immediately shot forth, pouncing toward the grey-robed man and the tall and skinny devil respectively.

Space flashed, and a black devilish shadow appeared in front of the tall and skinny devil. This devilish shadow was over a foot tall, and it was holding a black octagonal bone hammer in each hand. It swayed through the air, and a dense and sinister burst of devilish Qi descended from above.

A hint of fear flashed through the skinny devil's eyes, and he let loose a loud roar as he prepared to take action.

But at that moment, the space in front of him rippled, and a withered yellow hand several meters in size appeared.

The black hammer projection struck the withered yellow hand, and the withered yellow hand moved its five fingers. A yellow wave of light rippled out, and rapidly struck the tall and skinny devil shadow.

The tall and skinny devil shadow was sent flying, and it only managed to stabilize itself after retreating several meters.

On the other side, a yellow light flashed, and there was a muffled sound. The two black devilish shadows that were attacking the grey-robed man were also repelled by the withered yellow hand that had suddenly appeared.

The two withered yellow hands disappeared in a flash.

The yellow-robed middle-aged man's expression changed upon seeing this. In the next moment, a figure flashed several meters in front of him, and the figure of an eyebrowless old man appeared.

"Hehe, so you have the backing of a Tongxuan realm expert …" The yellow-robed middle-aged man's gaze swept across the browless old man, and his eyes trembled slightly. But soon after, he became indifferent, and the corners of his mouth even curled into a cold smile.

With a wave of his hand, the three black devilish shadows blurred, and flew back, fusing into the black light on his body.

The eight devilish shadows slowly fused into one in the black light, and then turned into an incomparably huge eight-faced devilish shadow. Its sixteen arms were waving incessantly, and it stood behind the yellow-robed middle-aged man.

"Eight Desolate Sanskrit Devil Art! Who are you, and where did you learn this art! "The eyebrowless old man stared at the huge devilish shadow behind the yellow-robed middle-aged man, and asked in a cold voice.

The eyebrowless old man's words immediately caused a commotion among the surrounding crowd.

"Eight Desolate Sanskrit Devil Art. I seem to have heard of this name before …" Liu Ming was startled, and after a moment, his expression changed, as if he had recalled something.

The yellow-robed middle-aged man sneered, and just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly froze, and then a strange expression appeared on his face.

In the next moment, the yellow-robed middle-aged man suddenly covered his face with one hand, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. The black light on his body quickly dissipated, and the huge devilish shadow behind him blurred, and turned into a black light that fused into his body.

The eyebrowless old man's face showed a trace of surprise, and his expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

More than a dozen purple escape lights were flying over, and one after another, they landed near the Emerald Bamboo House. The escape lights converged, and there were more than a dozen devilish people wearing purple armor. It was a patrol team of Moon Moon City, and it was obvious that they were attracted by the magic power fluctuations here.

In Moon Moon City, private fighting was strictly prohibited, and this was the rule of the Central Dynasty.

The dozen devilish people of the patrol team walked over in an aggressive manner, and a rather tall burly man who seemed to be the leader was about to speak, but when he saw the eyebrowless old man and the others in front of him, he immediately swallowed his words.

They were just a patrol team, and the leader was only a Jin Dan Intermediate Stage cultivator, and there were several devilish people in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm in the scene.

"Cough … Everyone, private fighting is strictly prohibited in Moon Moon City, and this is the rule of the Central Dynasty. You should stop before going too far." The burly leader coughed, and said.

The people of the Kong Xiang Clan looked at the patrol team contemptuously, and they didn't seem to care at all.

The burly leader knelt on one knee, and his body trembled a little, as if he was in extreme pain.

Liu Ming and the others didn't care, so naturally, no one answered.

The burly leader's face sank, and his expression became a little ugly. His eyes turned, and fell on the shopkeeper surnamed Yan, who was evading his gaze.

"Yan Mo, what's going on here? Does your Emerald Bamboo House dare to defy the city's ban? "The burly leader asked sternly.

"No … I wouldn't dare … it's just … it's just that these esteemed guests were fighting over my residence. That's why they started fighting. I couldn't stop them either …" The shopkeeper named Yan said in a timid manner.

At this moment, the yellow-robed middle-aged man in the field suddenly stood up, and he raised his head. A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, and he turned his head to look around a few times, and his expression suddenly changed.

Then, the yellow-robed middle-aged man suddenly turned around, and his figure moved, and flew away as if there was no one around.

"Stop!" Among the group of people of the Kong Xiang Clan, the slightly fat young man looked angry, and was about to stop the yellow-robed middle-aged man.

However, the eyebrow-less old man raised his hand to stop the young man, and gently shook his head.

The slightly fat young man's face revealed a trace of unwillingness, but he still stopped.

The other tenants of the Emerald Bamboo House saw the yellow-robed middle-aged man suddenly leave, and looked at each other. Then, they also flew away without saying a word, and didn't ask for any compensation.

Liu Ming looked at the people of the Kong Xiang Clan a few times, and his figure moved, and also turned into a black light, and flew away. He didn't attract the attention of the Kong Xiang Clan.

"Everyone, we acted a little impulsively, but we didn't cause any serious harm. This is a small token of our appreciation." Among the group of people of the Kong Xiang Clan, a grey-robed demon that looked like an oil painting walked in front of the burly man in the purple robe, and took out a storage charm, and stuffed it into the hand of the burly man.

The burly man in the purple robe used his spirit sense to check the storage charm, and a happy expression appeared on his face. He nodded, and said, "Since it's nothing serious, everyone, just be careful in the future. We won't stay here any longer."

Then, the burly man in the purple robe waved his hand, and quickly left with the rest of the patrol team.

Soon, only the people of the Kong Xiang Clan and the shopkeeper surnamed Yan were left outside the Emerald Bamboo House.

The shopkeeper surnamed Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face. He was about to say something, but he suddenly saw that the faces of the people of the Kong Xiang Clan didn't look good, and immediately shut his mouth.

"Old Xu, are we letting that person go?" The slightly fat young man opened his mouth, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"This is the territory of the Central Dynasty. Moreover, the people of the Central Imperial City must have already arrived here. Let's not attract their attention for the time being." The eyebrow-less old man waved his hand, and opened a faint red barrier. Then, he said.

"But that person just now … Are we going to let him go?" The slightly fat young man looked at the burly man in the gray robe and the tall and thin man, and coldly snorted.

The burly man in the gray robe and the tall and thin man revealed a trace of shame on their faces, and lowered their heads.

"That person cultivates the Eight Desolate Buddhist Devil Art. This art is an ancient devil art, and it is extremely powerful. However, it has been lost for a long time. I didn't think that someone would still be able to cultivate it. However, this person doesn't look like someone from the other three clans … Now that the Secret Territory is about to open, it's better not to complicate matters," the eyebrow-less old man said in a thoughtful manner.

The slightly fat young man frowned, and didn't say anything.

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