The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mu stood up and took the first two steps on the necklace with her hand, ready to hand it to Bi Li.

At this moment, the invisible force surrounding him suddenly fluctuated, without waiting for him to react, a white flashing aperture appeared on his limbs simultaneously, his internal blood and true qi instantly stirred, and the whole person could not move while blinking.

Ishima's face was stiff and her heart was not crying well. Obviously, she did not expect the High Priest to suddenly confine her actions.

Birlig's face did not fluctuate, ignored the change of color on the stone pasture face, slowly rose up, holding on to the cane like a dead branch, slowly walked towards the stone pasture.

At a time of great tension in Shi Mu's heart, he suddenly discovered that Big Li's gaze stood only at the necklace in his hand.

He felt a slight sigh of relief in his heart.

Just one step away from Ishima, the hesitation in Bing Li's eyes flashed away, and the footsteps eventually stopped and stopped moving forward.

At this time, his eyes were clear and he stared at the necklace very carefully. A moment later, he slowly circled around the necklace and his eyes became a little strange.

A moment later, Birlig slowly returned and slowly sat down on the throne. His eyes became dull again and he did not speak.

At a time when the heart of Ishima was restless, the aperture on his limbs flashed twice and disappeared, while the invisible force that had always surrounded him also retreated like a tide.

Shi Mu was pleased, but he never dared to sit down again, just stood there respectfully.

“Ishima, where did you get this necklace?” Bingley sighed softly and asked.

“It was temporarily deposited with my next friend.” Shi Mu's mind turned, vague.

“I get it, you go.” Bingo shook the head.

With regard to Ishima's vague remarks just now, Bi Li did not seem to have pursued the meaning. After that, he simply put his dead arm around him and let him go.

Shi Lian was pardoned and immediately turned around and quickly left.

After Ishima left, a dark door suddenly opened on the palace wall behind the High Priest, and a very powerful middle-aged priest came out.

“Lord High Priest, that necklace is obviously from our barbarian tribe, and I can sense a powerful spiritual fluctuation in it. This necklace should be a rare treasure, how can it fall into the hands of the people?” The middle-aged priest asked puzzlingly.

“This necklace, though a treasure, is also an ominous thing, and for centuries every tribe that gets it will eventually fall for no reason. Now it falls into the hands of the people, and it is not a good thing for us Barbarians not to taste it...” Bingo sighed.

On the other hand, Ishima had left the gates of the Holy Snow Palace, and his heart was finally relieved and his back was covered in cold sweat.

He still does not understand the purpose of the High Priest's call to himself, but the only thing that is certain is that the High Priest called himself mainly because of Feng Li's necklace, but it is incomprehensible to him that the High Priest did not take the necklace and did not even touch it.

Shi Lian shook his head and threw away all these messy ideas. Now it is the most important thing for him to lift the Wan Xiao Soul Curse as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would not want to stay in the Barbarian tribe for a moment.

After leaving the temple, Ishima returned to her residence as quickly as possible.

After he sat on the bed plate, his face was still gloomy and uncertain, and there was a hint of fear behind him.

Birlig's just displayed strength really shocked his heart, waved his hand to restrain him, which is now the later days of the day, in no way innate existence can do it.

Even as he confined himself, he still did not emit a trace of breath and power fluctuations, making him increasingly invisible to this seemingly trembling old Barbarian.

Fortunately, at present, this inevitable grip has no ill intentions towards itself.

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, took out the necklace, and put it together in front of him.

After Ishima obtained the object, she had checked it several times, and the necklace was unresponsive to either true qi or power. In that year, Feng Li had mentioned that the object had little to do with the totem on her body and could not be damaged, but from now on, the chain did not seem so easily destroyed.

In any case, this chain can attract the attention of the High Priest of the Barbarian Nation and is by no means ordinary.

I'm afraid it won't be possible to know the exact origin of the object until we see Feng Li again.

Shi Mu looked at it for a while, put away the necklace, and turned her hand again to remove the green bone sheet and stick it on her forehead.

A little time went by, his body motionless.

After sitting for more than a hour, Ishima finally opened her eyes slowly and her eyes flashed.

He did not know anything about the Barbarian totem secrets, he had previously obtained a totem secret from the Totem chief and had read one or two.

However, the green bone sheet is described in more detail.

The secrets of barbarian burning totem are generally quite similar to the symbolic array of the people.

Only one is engraved on the human body, and one is engraved on the charm paper.

The totem pattern of the various animal shapes of the barbarians is not untargeted, but the barbarians experience a whole cultivation system that accumulates from generation to generation.

Those animal-shaped totem patterns contain the power of a deep and subtle seal, which can be used to confine the soul of the vicious beast and gain its power to inherit it it it.

The Barbarian totem is not drawn with a pen, but stabbed on the body with a special needle called a tendon, and when the needle stabbed the totem, it needs to run the internal qi blood cooperation.

Therefore, the precision of the position of the needle is extremely high, and an inadvertent needle can reverse turmoil and cause serious injury.

Shi Mu's face showed a smile.

Extremely high precision requirements for lower needle?

The only thing that matters now is what the High Priest said.

According to him, using the soul of three python beasts to dispel the totem curse in his body, even if it is only half sealed, is much easier than a complete seal, but is equally at risk of failure.

If the seal fails, what effect will it have on his body?

With this in mind, Ishima's face suddenly became firm.

In his heart, Shi Mu did not hesitate any more, and opened the door and walked out.

Half a day later, he came back with a package in his hand and went straight to the room chamber.

Open the package with some black charms, some green spirit stones, and a long, six- or seven-inch blue needle with a slightly thicker middle of the needle and extremely sharp ends.

On the needle you can almost see some witchcraft burning like a needle eye.

These are the things that Stone Pastor asked the Flaming Tooth Priest for, and it took a lot of gold to get them, all the things that sealed the soul of the beast needed to prepare.

The long blue needle is exactly a tentacle, and those witches and spirit stones are used to arrange a totem array for sealing the soul of the beast into the body.

In the next time, Shi Mu lived fast and busy.

Though he had never been in touch with the Totem Front, he had asked the Flaming Tooth Priest beforehand, and with these ready-made witchcraft, it was quite simple to lay them out.

After a little half an hour, a circular totem array was arranged in the secret chamber, and a black light appeared intersecting across the sky, slowly rotating to form a black light column.

Ishima * * * * sits on his upper torso knee in the formation, and the cursed totem pattern on his chest is more eye-catching than before, as if he could survive at any moment.

He laughed in his heart, and this situation would not allow him to delay any longer.

After a long breath, restoring all the strength of the body to its peak, Ishima slowly opened her eyes.

He waved his hand, the beast bag between his waist flashed black, a black light bulb of watermelon size emerged, one of the three mini pythons struggled, but surrounded by an invisible barrier, trapped it.

In the black light sphere are the souls of three murderous pythons!

Stone pasture flashed a bright glint, and an obscure and elusive spell appeared in his mouth, a little finger.

A black light flew out and struck the soul of the beast.

A layer of blood flashed around the beast's soul, indeed a thin red web of spider silk.

This red net is actually the power of confinement attached to the beast soul bag, it can truthfully confine the beast soul inside.

Otherwise, with the power of three murderous pythons, even the soul of the beast is quite aggressive.

Ishima looked at the bloody optical net and her eyes flashed, reading words in her mouth, pointing like a knife, slowly pointing a finger.

A much more refined black light flies out, flashing into a black knife and chopping over a bloody light grid.

A faint cracking sound emitted and the blood web cracked open.

The soul of the three murderous python beasts suddenly changed into three black snakes of a ruler size and translucent body. He raised his head violently and looked poisonously at Shi Lian.

The next moment, three black snake tails swung, suddenly pounding toward the stone herd.

Ishima snorted coldly and bounced.

A black ray of light came around and bombarded the souls of three Black Snake Beasts, shocking them out.

Three black snakes rolled out a few feet away and hit the edge of the black formation, like a soft wall, and were immediately bounced back.

In the eyes of the three murderous pythons, the fierce light increased, and the body bounced, turning into a dark shadow, again pounding towards the stone pasture.

Ishima calmed abnormally, fingers continuously bounced in an orderly fashion, a black light bombarded the soul of three murderous python beasts, easily punching them once and again.

A moment later, the dark light on the souls of the three python beasts finally dimmed, appearing somewhat sluggish and revealing a slight fear in Ishima's eyes.

Shi Lian smiled slightly, reciting the spell in his mouth, waved with one hand, and flew out dozens of black lines in the formation of a black circular prison, suddenly covering the soul of the python beast.

Python Beast's soul was in shock, struggling desperately, clashing left and right, but had just been weakened by the stone pasture, unable to escape at all.

Ishimaki's complexion was loose and her hands tricked.

The black cage flew slowly over and stayed beside him.