Demon’s Diary

“This Mysterious Desert is much more terrible than the rumors, but if you want to get that person’s thing, how can you not take some risks? The key is that there is another big enemy next to him, so that he does not dare to let go. ”

When Thunder Monster was secretly irritated, he suddenly felt a sigh of relief, but when he saw his eyes, he saw Wind Monster Mo Ji looking at him with a burning eye.

“Mo Ji, what do you mean by this look, don’t tell me, in this case, do you still have a fight with me?” Thunder Monster both eyes narrowed, faintly said.

“Hey, kill my beloved son, wait for this, then settle with you slowly.” Wind Monster coldly smiled and turned his head to ignore him.

“Don’t say such a violation of the words, the cultivation base has reached the level of you and me, what is the difference between the districts and you. Since you got this opportunity to come to this Mysterious Desert, how about joining forces?” After Thunder Monster Hehe, Suddenly, the words turned and said.

“Join, how do you join hands? I agree, would you really feel relieved?” Mo Ji’s eyes surplising color, but there is a sarcasm on the face.

“The rumors about this Mysterious Desert, you and I know very well, since I have come here, there is no plan to return empty-handed. I believe that Mo Ji brother is also the same, as long as Fellow Daoist will join hands, Lie will have nothing to worry about. “Lie Zhentian hearing this, the heart is loose, the expression eased a few points:

After Mo Ji listened to these words, he was silent and his thoughts turned sharply.

The name of Mysterious Desert, in the Southern Barbarian, is not a minority.

Speaking of it, this black desert is like a moving space secret realm, which has appeared many times in Southern Barbarian.

However, the name that really brought the name of Mysterious Desert to Southern Barbarian was a rumor of thousands of years ago.

At that time, it was alleged that someone broke into the Mysterious Desert and at the edge picked up a former treasure of the Southern Wastelands, a personal treasure of the Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor, and brought it out safely.

Once the matter spread, it suddenly caused a lot of waves in the Southern Wastelands, and the entire Southern Barbarian cultivator was shaken. At the same time, the forces were involved. After hundreds of years of hurricane, it slowly subsided.

However, after this incident, although there are countless people all around to trace the whereabouts of Mysterious Desert, but its trail has always been fascinating.

This Mysterious Desert often takes decades or even hundreds of years. It will appear once and the position will be erratic, and will be disappeared without a trace in a very short time.

Sometimes it is clear that the major forces are ready to get news, but when the people are rushing, the desert is strangely gone.

So for thousands of years, the high level cultivator can really enter the Mysterious Desert.

Even with a few Rouge Cultivators who can enter the Mysterious Desert, there is no second person to get out of it, except for the lucky one with the treasure.

So some people say that Mysterious Desert is a Jedi.

And the only lucky one, but early by others to win the silence a witness. Therefore, the real situation in Mysterious Desert, these years have never been known.

But almost all forces believe that it is definitely related to the tens of thousands of years ago the Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor, and it is likely to be its final died during meditation and inheritance.

However, since the involvement of Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor, the ruins of Profound Opening Supreme Being. Even if it is dangerous, the former servants are still eagerly awaiting, and even the Heaven Imitation Realm Expert like the Wind and the Demon can’t resist the temptation.

“It’s okay to join forces temporarily, but only for break free. If you can find the ruins of Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor in the future, you can see their chances.” Mo Ji is silent. After a long while, I spoke for a long time.

“Well, Mo Ji Fellow Daoist is really a refreshing person, then it is a word!” Lie Zhentian saw Wind Monster agree, and immediately laughed.

It’s just that both of them know that the covenant has no binding force at all, just waiting to find the ruins. It is very likely that the two will turn their faces.

Speaking of it, although the rumors in the Mysterious Desert are extremely dangerous, the two are not very concerned about it.

After all, the cultivator that entered here before, it is said that the cultivation base is only the True Core.

“It seems that this dust storm will take a while to calm down. You and I will still take this time. Restore the magical power, and then go out together.” Lie Zhentian looks at the outside of the rainy storm.

“Alright.” Mo Ji nodded and recognized the idea.

Then the two tacitly swallow down to restore the magical power Medicine Pill, each looking for a corner, meditating on the knees.

……

Outside the beautiful sand city of Sand Clan’s oasis, there will be a sandstorm from time to time, but no matter how big the storm, it will automatically dissipate near the oasis, or bypass it by yourself.

An ordinary gray robes youth walked slowly out of Beautiful Sand City. After looking around, they walked to a sand dune not far away and sat down on their knees.

It was Liu Ming who strayed into this black desert.

In an instant, he has been in this oasis ready for half a month, and has a lot of understanding of the situation here.

Especially after reading a manuscript left by the Southern Barbarian cultivator, which was previously left here, the origins of this strange desert and the rumors about it were gradually clear in Liu Ming’s mind.

The rumor of Mysterious Desert, which he has not heard before, is not surprising.

Liu Ming went to Southern Wastelands. Although there was a period of time, most of them were in concocting pill, cultivation, and there was not much time for people to contact. How can we specifically explore these rumors of thing?

Even now, Liu Ming, the so-called Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor ruins, doesn’t care much. The focus is on how to get out of here.

After all, the Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor is a person of Profound Opening Supreme Being. Even if some thing stays here, it is not a Crystal Transformation cultivator in its area. It can easily be killed by leaving a restriction. It is.

According to his observations these days, these Sand Clan people seem to have a lot to do with the Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor, and they are all fascinated by the tens of thousands of years ago the Profound Opening Supreme Being.

Unfortunately, the specific news, it is not convenient to ask in detail.

After Liu Ming thought about it, both hands formed a hand seals, closed the eyes eyes, and entered the set.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and sighed.

Sand Clan people are right, the Heaven and Earth Origin Qi here is extremely thin and not suitable for foreign cultivator cultivation.

The people of Sand Clan here can take advantage of the Origin Qi in the depths of the underground to cultivate, but the speed of the cultivator has dropped more than 100 times. It is a glass of water, even the time is long. Slowly dissipated, causing realm to really fall.

Fortunately, he still has some Gathering Spirit Pill and Golden Yuan Pill. He doesn’t have to worry about it for a short time, but after Sand Clan Great Elder said that he has been here for a few years, the consequences are really unimaginable. It is.

Since it is so difficult in this cultivation, Liu Ming is naturally lazy to do useless things, simply lying on the sand dunes, looking up at the sky of the yellow mist, some stunned.

Since he entered the cultivation world, he has never left the word cultivation in his mind. After so many years, he is really tired.

In front of the desert, Black sand is long, and the sky is also a gloomy sinking yellow. It can be said that there is no scenery at all, but in the eyes of Liu Ming is a rare sight.

As far as the eye can see the black desert, vast ten thousand li, open and innocent, against the faint yellow sky, it is extremely spectacular!

Such a scene makes people suddenly look up and feel a sense of loneliness and sorrow.

Liu Ming blankly looked at a while, the mood was a bit ethereal.

I don’t know how long it took, and he suddenly moved in his heart, flipping with one hand and a silvery white ore in his hand.

Hula!

Liu Ming ignited a red flame in his hands, wrapped the ore in it, and instantly melted into a silver liquid.

The other hand was gently stroked, and the liquid solidified. After a while, it turned into a silver Long flute about two feet long.

Liu Ming has a trace of recollection in his eyes, and he puts Yin Xiao on his lips.

A quiet snoring sounded slowly, like the rising clouds, the ethereal and unrestrained, long and long.

The snoring sounded for a while, and it was sorrowful and sorrowful for a while, and then it was low and low, and people couldn’t help but feel the emotion.

This technique was also learned by a prisoner who was proficient in this road on Savage Island. Although he had time to play again for the first time since he set foot on Immortal Cultivation Road, it was still a world of comparison. do not.

With his thoughts in his heart, the involuntary concealment of a faint homesickness, the tone is more and more low.

At this moment, a girl figure wearing a white tunic and white muslin masked silently flashed away from Liu Ming behind, the Sand Clan girl of the Crystal Transformation aura that she had previously noticed. .

At this moment, the girl is pretty and standing, the snow-white arms crossed over the back, and the exposed pair of beautiful Mid-Autumn waters circulate, looking at the gray robe youth on the small sand dunes.

From time to time, the gentle breeze blowing in the distance, from time to time, the transparent white muslin was slightly picked up, revealing one of the blown hairs that can be broken. At the same time, a faint black sand dust was raised, and the melodious humming sound was set off. Next, it seems that the face is also softened.

Liu Ming, however, did not feel the general, but he played the silver-white Long flute in his mouth, as if at this moment, between the heaven and earth, only the Long flute in his hand, no other.

And the girl stood quietly like this, motionless listening to the snoring, and the eyes gradually blurred.

Time seems to be still at this moment.

The desert smoke, the solitary sand dunes, the men who brag about the air, the young girls who listened quietly, all of which outlined a picture of the desolation and the faintness of the ethereal ethereal.

At the end of the song, the snoring gradually became low and finally turned into nothingness.

“The girl has been here for a long time, is there anything?” Liu Ming gently put down the silver plaque in his hand and stood up from the gravel before he asked for a calm turn.