Demon's Diary

If it was outside the Hell Prison, even if Liu Ming was able to dodge Ji Ying's strike, he would still suffer some injuries. Now that they were in the Hell Prison, Ji Ying Divine Thought's five senses were greatly affected.

Liu Ming just flickered, and he blent into the surrounding darkness.

"Coward human, come out and fight me if you have the guts!" Ji Ying was infuriated after missing an attack, and he shouted in front of the surrounding darkness.

Liu Ming's figure moved silently in the black air, drifting outside the range of Ji Ying's Divine Thought and quietly observing Ji Ying's every move.

Suddenly, a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he made a sword gesture.

The Bitter Wheel Sword suddenly enlarged several times in size and flickered in purple light. Dense purple sword silks spread out and transformed into a 30 meters purple kirin phantasm that was wrapped in lightning.

Liu Ming rarely used sword light materialization. It wasn't that he didn't know the way, but such a skill with huge momentum didn't suit the Void Sword's attribute.

However, after a few days of sacrificial refinement, Liu Ming found that this Bitter Wheel Sword was very suitable for sword light materialization.

With a flash of lightning, the purple kirin rose up with 4 purple clouds under its feet. With the cover of the black gas, it charged straight at Ji Ying.

Ji Ying's Divine Thought was now limited by Hell Prison. When he sensed the movement, the kirin was already 20 meters behind him.

There was a crackling sound, and a pair of front claws, wrapped in purple lightning, clawed toward his back.

After all, Ji Ying was a veteran. As he noticed something wrong, a layer of bloody light flashed around him without looking back. He was like a dazzling bloody sun.

"Bang!"

The astonishing purple kirin's claws were reflected by the bloody sun as they got close.

Liu Ming changed the sword gesture, and the purple kirin spouted a thick dazzling lightning.

In just a flash, it directly tore Ji Ying's protective bloody light and hit his back.

A loud noise!

Ji Ying's blood-color robe was burned with a large hole, and the blood-color hair on his back turned into a charred black in this blow. Puffs of green smoke came out.

"Court death!"

He groaned with a wrathful look, then he turned around and spout a dozen bloody light balls, which spun and formed a giant bloody vortex.

A shocking scene appeared!

The lightning sword qi around the purple kirin suddenly turned into strands of purple crystal silks and were sucked into the bloody vortex.

In just 3 seconds, the purple kirin wailed, and its figure was shattered by the impact. The purple flying sword body appeared again. As Liu Ming channeled frantically, the purple flying sword barely escaped from the vortex.

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed. Liu Ming appeared beside Ji Ying and launched countless black fist shadows.

At such a close distance, Ji Ying was too late to dodge!

There was a burst of rattling sound. Ji Ying staggered back a few steps after taking countless punches.

However, he didn't seem to be hurt at all. He waved 1 arm angrily and blasted a few bloody crystal silks that turned into a huge net covering Liu Ming.

"Bang!"

A black mist dragon was condensed around Liu Ming, holding the bloody net, then Liu Ming once again faded into the darkness.

For the following time, they fell into a strange stalemate. Although Liu Ming couldn't really hurt Ji Ying, he was adopting the guerilla tactic taking advantage of the Hell Prison.

A moment later, when Ji Ying defended Liu Ming's attack again, bursts of red light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head, shouted angrily and spouted a few mouthfuls of blood.

The blood ignited in the air and turned into a bloody flame that wrapped around him. He formed gestures quickly as if he was going to cast some kind of powerful mystic art.

In the darkness, Liu Ming was shocked. Although he didn't know what mystic art Ji Ying was casting, he naturally couldn't let him do it.

Without thinking for a second longer, the Bitter Wheel Sword turned into a 30 meters purple and struck at the bloody flame.

A thunderbolt!

The purple sword light seemed to hit an invisible wall and was reflected away. Ji Ying inside the bloody flame was unharmed at all.

After such a delay, Ji Ying stopped making gestures and sucked the bloody flame into his mouth.

The next moment, there was a long howl. His body suddenly grew to 6 meters in the blink of an eye. His head completely transformed into a wolf head with green face and protruded fangs. His body was covered with long hair. Although his figure still retained the human form, it was still larger than before.

"Berserk skill…"

Feeling the unusually powerful beastkin power emanating from Ji Ying, Liu Ming's eyes flashed.

He had fought with many beastkin cultivators in the southern wilderness and knew a lot about some of the mystic arts of the Beastkin Clan.

Ji Ying should have cast the most comment berserk used by the beastkin cultivators. After casting this mystic art, one's strength would be buffed for a period of time, but after the effect wore off, the cultivator's aura would drop sharply. It would even cause some irreversible damage to his body after that.

Liu Ming's guess was almost right. What Ji Ying was using at the moment was the blood-burning mystic art of the Shadow Wolf Race. It was a powerful mystic art that could ignite blood essence in the face of a powerful enemy. It was far from the ordinary berserk mystic art!

Of course, the after effect of using this technique was naturally far more serious than that of a normal berserk mystic art.

Liu Ming immediately channeled the purple sword light and surrounded Ji Ying with dense sword lights.

But Ji Ying's bloody light blocked all sword lights several feet away, preventing them from getting close.

Liu Ming's face turned gloomy. If it weren't for the fact that his sacrificial refine of the Bitter Wheel Sword was too short, he couldn't show the true sword controlling technique, how could he still be helpless against this opponent.

At this moment, the last trace of blood flame also merged into Ji Ying's body. The wolf eyes were beaming with light. The 2 beast claws waved and launched 2 giant bloody claws.

A tearing sound!

The bloody giant claws trembled, and 2 crisscrossed long marks were scratched from the Hell Prison.

But the next moment, the marks slowly recovered.

Ji Ying groaned and launched countless bloody claw shadows.

For a time, the Hell Prison was filled with bloody claw shadows, and it was riddled with holes in the blink of an eye. Finally, it shattered and turned back into black gas.

Just as the Hell Prison burst, Liu Ming enveloped in black gas retreated backward.

At this moment, his face was a little pale. He suffered a recoil from the collapse of Hell Prison.

Ji Ying's huge figure also appeared in the Wood Spirit Great Array again amid the scattered black gas.

Seeing this, Lan Si quickly chanted and launched a series of symbols.

A burst of whistling sound!

The nearby vine branches shot toward Ji Ying like snakes.

Ji Ying laughed wildly. He shook the beast claws and released a few bloody lights in all directions.

The vines and tree trunks that rushed over were immediately torn into pieces.

However, this also bought time for Liu Ming. The Bitter Wheel Sword flashed and pierced toward Ji Ying.

Ji Ying reacted immediately, and he turned into 6 phantasms.

Liu Ming waved his hand and launched a symbol. The Bitter Wheel Sword trembled halfway and burst out countless purple sword shadows, covering all the phantasms in it.

A few "poof"!

Most of the phantasms were swept away by the purple sword shadows.

There was only 1 fastest phantasm flying out for 30 meters before stopping.

He turned around and looked at Liu Ming. A bloody light flashed in his eyes, and a dark red armor appeared on his body. As he bent his legs, he rushed toward Liu Ming at a hastened speed.

Liu Ming's calmly turned his wrist, retrieving the purple sword light. It spun above him and launched countless sword shadows.

The next moment, a burst of crackling sounds occurred!

The sword shadows only caused some sparks after hitting the armor. There wasn't even a scratch mark on it.

Seeing this, Liu Ming was finally really startled. He retreated without hesitation.

"Want to leave now? Don't you think it's too late!" Ji Ying smiled, and he appeared next to Liu Ming with a red flash. He lifted 1 hand and pierced forward.

This series of movements was as fast as lightning. Although Liu Ming had been on guard, he couldn't keep up with the opponent's movements at all, so he could only try his best to move his body to the side.

When the bloody light appeared, Liu Ming tumbled and flew out. The shirt on his shoulders shattered, and several deep scratches could be seen. Blood gushed out from the wounds nonstop. However, he didn't have time to treat the wounds. He turned into 4 black phantasms and split up.

"Playing this trick with me? You are simply stupid!" Ji Ying flickered, and he once again turned into 6 bloody phantasms, chasing after Liu Ming's phantasms 1 by 1.

Blood and black phantasms intertwined for a while!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the 3 black phantasms were directly torn apart.

A muffled impact!

Another deep wound was added to Liu Ming's chest, and he flew like a launched cannonball.

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