Demon’s Diary - 1496. Chapter 1496 Qun Demon Flurrying 1428 Sealing Magic Strategy

“This is normal. Offensive magic weapons like flying swords and flying knives are much more difficult than other types of magic weapons if you want to sacrifice them to the level of the magic weapons of the cave. But once they are trained, the attack power of the magic weapons itself will be added. The power of their own space is enough to easily cut through the space, and the mighty power will be extremely terrifying.” Motian said lightly.

Liu Ming let out a sigh of relief, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, and immediately condensed his hands, putting the Void Sword Pill into his sword bag.

The Void Sword Pill is now much more powerful, and coupled with the Magic Moon Sword Art, it can be regarded as one of his lore methods.

He was overjoyed in his heart, his face was solemn, and he bowed to the furnace.

He didn’t have any feelings about the Central Dynasty, but at this moment he had a slight feeling of favor.

“This ancestor Demon Sovereign has already fallen. You can’t see him even if you kneel and knock down three times. Let’s go. Going forward is the Void Demon Hall. What I asked you to do is there.” Motian said in a faint tone. Said.

Liu Ming picked up his mentality, then crossed the cast roof and moved on.

But the front is not a passage, but a sheep intestine path, surrounded by faint white clouds, as if walking in the sky.

His eyes flickered, and his divine consciousness spread, alerting to any movement around him.

This path was unusually long. Liu Ming didn’t fly in the air. He walked on his feet and was fast. After walking for half an hour, he finally came to the end.

In front of him was a magnificent huge hall, surrounded by clouds, as if the entire hall was sitting on nine heavens.

A plaque was hung on the top of the hall, on which the three characters of Xumo Hall were written.

Liu Ming looked around and shook his head. There was still some magic temple here, I am afraid it was a little bit more celestial than the fairy temple.

The door of the virtual hall was opened, and everything inside was clearly reflected in Liu Ming’s eyes.

The hall was quite empty, with a supporting cyan pillar on the left and right sides. In the center was an altar-like thing on which was placed a large incense table.

Behind the incense case is a statue of a man several feet high, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, lifelike and extremely agile, as if a real person is standing there.

The man wears a black robe, one hand is behind him, and the other is in front of him, holding a palm-sized purple small tripod in his hand, looking up at the sky, the whole person exudes an extremely aloof breath.

Apart from this, there is nothing else in the main hall.

Liu Ming stood outside the hall and looked carefully for a while before he raised his leg and stepped into the hall door.

Boom!

He had just entered the hall, and the door of the hall closed immediately with a loud noise.

Liu Ming’s face changed drastically, and the black light on his body was shining, and he needed to move. At this moment, the black-robed man statue in the hall flashed with light, emitting a huge coercion, toward Liu Mingdang’s head was pressed down.

Bang!

Liu Ming was actually overwhelmed to the ground, kneeling before the incense case.

A strange cold breath penetrated into his body and wandered around in his body.

“Don’t worry, this statue contains a ray of consciousness of the original Demon Emperor. He is detecting whether you have the power of the blood of the Huangfu family in your body.” Motian’s voice appeared in Liu Ming’s heart, and at the same time there was a warm current. Once again emerged and integrated into his meridians, it was Motian who once again integrated the power of blood into Liu Ming’s body.

The cold breath wandered in Liu Ming’s body for a while, then slowly retreated, and the powerful pressure that it radiated also dissipated.

The light in the eyes of the black man statue quickly dissipated, and the purple small tripod in his hand flew down with a whimper and landed on the incense table in front of Liu Ming.

Liu Ming only felt his body loose and stood up, looking at the purple small cauldron in front of him with some doubts. It was astonishingly the same as the shape of the phantom that he had seen before.

“Could it be that this little cauldron is a virtual magic cauldron?” Liu Ming communicated with Motian through his mind.

“Of course not, this is a projection of the Void Demon Cauldron here.” Mo Tian’s voice was a little strange.

“Now you give this first-generation demon emperor’s ancestor’s gift first, and offer three sticks of incense.” Motian’s tone paused slightly, and said so.

Liu Ming’s eyes flashed, nodded, and walked slowly over, took out three bunches of incense from the incense table, and after lighting it, he knelt and knocked three times at the black man statue, and then inserted the three bunches of incense into one. In the incense burner.

Liu Ming had just finished this, and three ray of purple glow appeared in the purple small pot on the incense table, and a volume of purple books appeared in front of Liu Ming and spread out.

In the front of the booklet, there are a dozen names written impressively, and the last one is Huangfu Yong.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ming’s face changed slightly.

“These names are all the Demon Kings of the past. Now you use your own life essence and blood to burn your own name on the book.” Mo Tian said, his tone was a little excited.

Liu Ming frowned. The book in front of him was also a contract or something like a contract. Who knew the consequences of engraving the name on it.

“Don’t worry, this jade book is only part of the ceremonial recognition of the Void Demon Cauldron, not a contract.” Motian explained.

“Senior Motian, you should tell me your purpose in detail, otherwise I will have a knot in my heart, I am afraid I can’t do my best to help you.” Liu Ming flashed his eyes and said.

“Well, in fact, I won’t tell you everything, because the profound abilities of the Central Dynasty are all good at the secret techniques like Psionic Storm. Although your strength is comparable to that of Psychic, you don’t know how to live better than those of the soul. The tens of thousands of years of Tong Xuan is still a lot weaker, the more you know, the more likely you are to show your feet.” Mo Tian sighed and said.

Liu Ming raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

“The book in front of you is called Feng Mo Ce. After the name is engraved, if you inherit the position of Demon Sovereign in the future, you can use this to gradually refine the Void Demon Cauldron. Of course, it is impossible for Huangfu Yong to take the position of Demon Sovereign. Hand it to you, he should have refined the prohibition of about 60% of the Void Demon Cauldron by now. After you go out, he will find ways to refine and expel the imprint you have left here.” Motian explained.

“Oh, what you asked me to do, Senior Devil, is it just to burn the name on this magic policy?” Liu Ming heard that the Demon Emperor would get rid of his name, his face suddenly relaxed, and then asked.

“Of course not. Your name is just a guise. After you burn your name, you can establish a touch with this magic strategy. I want you to help me keep the mark of my life on it.” Motian voice tape With a hint of chill, he said lightly.

“Your natal mark?” Liu Ming frowned.

“The specific thing is not clear verbally, you will know later.” Mo Tian said when he saw Liu Ming was still a little confused.

Liu Ming’s eyes flickered slightly, and after carefully considering all the words of Motian, he felt that there was no flaw, so he nodded, flicked his finger, and a drop of blood shot out from his fingertips and landed on the purple book.

He drew on the void with his fingers, and the blood turned into two fonts of Liu Ming, which were engraved on Feng Mo Ce in a flash.

Hum!

A purple halo appeared above Feng Moce, and then a little purple light flew out of it and sank into Liu Ming’s eyebrows.

Liu Ming’s face moved, and he immediately felt the difference. He and this Feng Mo strategy, and even the entire virtual magic cauldron, seemed to have some kind of connection.

Feng Moce’s light flashed, and he was about to fly into the purple cauldron.

“Hurry up and restrain Feng Mo Ce with your force! Don’t let it fly back!” Motian’s voice suddenly rang, and at the same time Liu Ming’s body flashed, a gray-white light flew out, turning into several channels. The off-white filaments bound Feng Mo Ce.

It was Motian who made the move.

However, purple arcs suddenly appeared on Feng Mo Ce, dazzling, and easily shattered the gray-white filaments and turned them into strands of blue smoke.

“Ancient Lightning Forbidden Method! Damn it!” Motian’s tone was startled, and then some angrily said.

Liu Ming’s face changed slightly, and when he lifted his right hand, a black light flew out, turning into several black tentacles in mid-air, binding Feng Mo Ce.

The chuckle is a masterpiece!

However, the purple arc above Feng Mo Ce seemed helpless to the black light Liu Ming emitted. Although it could cause some damage, the damage was also quickly recovered as Liu Ming’s mana continued to flow out, and it was finally sealed. The magic strategy dragged on.

“Good job!” Motian yelled in excitement, and a strong grayish air billowed from Liu Ming’s body.

Liu Ming’s eyes flashed, and a fist-sized black and white stone monument was suddenly suspended in the grayish air.

The Huntian monument flashed and flew in the direction of Feng Mo Ce, as if to be integrated into Feng Mo Ce.

The sound of “crackling” rain hitting the fallen leaves!

Feng Moce seemed to sense something, the purple arc exploded on the surface, and it condensed into a purple thunder and lightning barrier, blocking the Heavenly Stele from the outside.

A dazzling black and white light appeared on the surface of the Huntian Stele, which impacted the lightning barrier.

Liu Ming frowned slightly, and the purple electric lights on Feng Moce condensed into several smart electric snakes, which also caused great damage to the black tentacles that bound Feng Moce.

In the sound of scoffing, the black on the surface of the black tentacles quickly dissipated and became thinner and thinner.

Liu Ming’s face suddenly sank, and he gave a low drink, and the black light from his right hand was more than doubled. The black tentacles flashed, and immediately rose by a few points.

At this moment, Liu Ming’s mouth sounded a deep curse, and at the same time he flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood flew out and merged into the black tentacles. The surface of the tentacles was condensed into blood-colored talisman, resisting the invasion of the purple arc.

“Help me, break the purple electric barrier, and try not to make too much movement.” Motian’s voice sounded in Liu Ming’s heart.

Although the Hundred Clouds Monument emits brighter and brighter light, there is always no way to use the purple arc enchantment, and Motian seems to dare not perform too much action. At this moment, it also seems to be cautious to manipulate the Hundred Sky Monument.