The Portal of Wonderland

However, the sound of the white young wind had just fallen, but Ishima reached out not slowly to pull out the iron black knife behind her. Then her arms moved, and the knife stick came together, forming an eight-foot long knife. The blade body and handle surface suddenly flashed with blue and red symbols.

“Break!”

Shi Lian shouted loudly, his arms waved, and in front of him again emerged seven bluish-red shadows like a mountain stick, smashing into the black beast cage.

A series of bursts of "bursts"!

A wave followed by a wave of hot air and a strong wind burst on the black beast cage, turning into a round of shock waves.

After a sudden flash of black beast cage surface symbols, a thorax of thoracic pores broke apart and turned into black smoke.

When the white wind saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but stare at the boss with his mouth open.

But then he snatched his way towards the courtyard door, and even his men, lying in the courtyard, left him alone.

However, his eyes were about to reach the door, and a half-moon knife came behind him with a flame of bears.

White Shao Feng suddenly turned around and poured his arms in true breath, dancing the silver-light long gun into a silver-light, the shadow of the gun turned into several silver-tone leopards again, greeting the half-moon knife.

A few voices!

These silver leopard heads, when touched by a half-moon knife, were cut into two pieces and subsequently devoured by flames.

“Boom!”

Half moon knife blasted on the long gun of the white shadow wind, the gun body shocked directly out of hand.

Immediately after a flame rushed up, the whole white young wind flied out unclean clothes, the protective qi had long been extinguished, heavy fall to the ground, head lifted, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Shi Mu, carrying a strange knife, walked to him not slowly, saying:

“I won. Aren't you going to say anything? ”

“No… I don't know what Your Excellency would like to know, in… when it was decided to say nothing…” White Young Feng swallowed a breath of spit and stuttered his stuttering mouth and ate it.

……

After the time it takes for an essence stick to burn.

Shi Mu shouldered a strange knife and turned her body with a sigh of silence and walked towards the room.

In the mouth of the other party, he learned some anecdotes about the Great Book of Ascension Immortals, more information than he learned from Kim Xiaochai.

Originally held every thirty years by Tongtian Immortal Church, not only the great gates of the Lushan dynasty, but also the small surrounding countries, as well as the entire continent, can send disciples to participate.

Once a Sect's disciple is chosen, its Sect will receive countless benefits, and its status will rise with the water and the boat.

Even if the dispatched disciples are not selected, if they have excellent qualifications, they are likely to remain in the teaching to practice fairy law. It is said that the training resources in the teaching, including the dictionary of the Gospel, are far beyond the imagination of the outside world, and their original parishes will also be given a number of hard-to-obtain treasure resources.

As a result, all the doors of the East Asian continent were brainwashed and every effort was made to send disciples from the doors to participate.

Due to the increasing number of disciples attending successive sessions, Tongtian Immortal Church simply set a rule. Every disciple dispatched by each sect is required to hand over a generous amount of spiritual stone.

As a result, a number of small households have been stopped outside the door.

However, since the resources issued by Tongtian Immortal Church are excellent and far exceed the value of those who surrender spiritual stones, most Sects are still happy to do so.

Beast Mountain Sect is one of them.

Of course, there are also many sects that do not participate in the Ascendant Festival, such as the Heavenly Demon Sect of the Great Qin Nation in the northern part of the mainland, which is one of them.

At this time, the disciples of the nearby faint Beast Mountain Sect also woke up. After waking each other up, under the guidance of the white wind, Flying also fled the yard where the stone pasture was located.

The two skinny little men who had been guarding the entrance to the inn heard the noise in the courtyard and their faces were bright red. They also planned to kiss their asses so as to attract some money.

After waiting for half a day, Bai Shaofeng and others fled without a face like earth.

Second day.

Shi Mu left the room with a parrot.

As soon as he walked out of the inn, he found that the old mayor, supported by a skinny little man, with dozens of townspeople, was waiting in front of the inn with respect.

“The old man is here to pay homage to Shi Yishi!” When the old mayor saw Shi Lian appear, he pushed away the skinny little man and took two steps forward, bending over to make a big gift.

Stone herds, as if unheard of, only slowly swept their eyes at the crowd and stayed for an extra moment on the skinny little man and a dark-skinned young man.

They only felt a chill on their heads, sweating their backs straight and trembling on their legs.

“I don't know what to do!” Colour's neck twisted and he mumbled.

Shi Mu's eyes closed and he didn't speak. He rubbed himself past the old mayor and stretched out in the eyes of the crowd.

……

A moment later, Shi Mu stopped at a fork outside Linshan Town.

“Stone, you are so much better than those pus packs in Beast Mountain Sect, why don't you kill them all and rob them of their spirit stones! They've been here so long, they must have dug up a lot of spiritual stones. Think about it and get excited!” The parrot patted his wings and his eyes glistened.

“Did you know to kill and rob people? Do you want me to deal with them alone?" ”Stoneshepherd punched the parrot in the head with his finger, Dao.

“With me, I promise you, no one will escape to get the message from every missed fish!” The parrot patted his chest with his wings, "he said.

“Oh, what if someone else uses dirt?” Stone Pastoral Road.

“Uh... when I grow a third one... Hmm!” The parrot is not Gandhi.

……

Night.

The sky floated in a scaly cloud, gradually blocking the moonlight of a half-sky disc, adding some mystery to a quiet evening.

A straight mountain peak surrounded by deserted smoke.

Under the peak, metal strikes sound from time to time, and the two shadows cross back and forth in the open space near the peak.

Both speeds are extremely fast, and the figure appears to be sudden, just like Shi Mu and Yao Luo.

At this moment, Ishima has inspired all her true qi, and her body is wrapped in dark red light, holding a knife, holding a stick, the light and the shadow of the knife strike against the smoke like a tide.

Faced with such a powerful attack by Ishima, Yaro simply prompted the bone gun in his hand to swing randomly, blocking Ishima's fierce offense by as many strokes as possible, from beginning to end, without even moving a foot.

Otherwise, as long as the attack by Ishimura reveals a slight gap, the bone gun will drill in like a poison dragon, fast and harsh, forcing Ishimura to bust his hands and feet.

A moment later, Ishima's eyes narrowed slightly, her pupils turned golden, her hands swinging as fast as thunder, drawing a fan-shaped shadow in the air, and finally hit Toro's bone gun accurately and shook it aside.

His eyes widened brightly, his body poured toward the smoke, and the black knife in his hand lit up.

shuā shuā!

Two half-moon knives * * * * came out, crossed to the chest of the smokey.

The soul fire slightly fluctuated in the eye of the smoker, the body retracted a step, and the bone gun in the hand sent forward, waving up, down, left and right like a dragon a few times.

There was a pale white light on the gun that drew several bright traces of snow in the air and gently touched the two knives several times in a row.

The two knives suddenly changed direction and flew over with a smoky body.

Shuā

The bone gun in Yanagiro's hand spurted toward the stone pasture, turning into a blurred shadow and blinking in front of the stone pasture.

Ishima's face changed, she was about to recruit, and the gun suddenly changed, from a straight stab to a sweep, and hit Ishima's waist.

Shi Mu drank loudly, the black knife in his hand danced wildly, and the staggered knife and stick appeared across the road, casting a line of defense beside him.

The fireball gently shook his arm holding the barrel, and the shadow quickly vibrated, sweeping into the shadow of the knife bars.

Ishima only felt a blurred shadow flashing in front of him. Before he could react, a strong gush came from the waist, and his body was blown out by the sky.

Tobacco stood up and did not continue pursuing.

Stone herding flew out of the air for several long periods of time before dissolving this power and falling on the ground in a shaky shape, his chest rose and rose violently.

“Wonderful, fantastic!” A sharp voice rang out.

Not far away was a colorful parrot standing on a stone, just like Colour, fluttering his wings, his back screaming at his neck.

“Stone, you are too weak. You are beaten by Boss Smokey every time, not many times.” Then Caier turned her eyes and said.

“Shut up, or I'll pull your hair out.” Ishima snorted coldly and stood up, still a little pale.

Hair pulling is the most frightening thing about Colour. He immediately covered his mouth with wings and did not dare to say another word.

“Every time I fight you, I get a heartbeat.” Stone pasture patted the dust on his clothes and turned around and looked at the smoke tunnel.

When the blow was just swept across, Smallpox smashed his protective qi just right, didn't hurt his body, didn't even break his clothes.

On this journey, as long as there is no moon at night, Shi Mu will summon Toro to practice martial arts, with remarkable results.

His understanding of the Feng Chi knife method and the Seven Killer stick method is deepening, especially the Seven Killer stick method. Today, the more he is able to handle it, the more he moves through the clouds and streams, the more he can put it away.

Just as his martial arts improved, he became more and more terrified of smoky martial arts.

“Have I made progress this time?” Ishima looked at the smoke and asked.

Yaro glanced at Ishima and did not speak.

“Okay.” Shi Liam laughed bitterly.

Tobacco turns around and breathes black air on his body, returning to the Dead Spirit interface.

“Smokey, wait a minute.” Shi Mu's eyes fluctuated and suddenly called out to Yan Luo.

Waving his hand, he had an extra bright red flower in his hand, which looked very similar to the lotus flower, giving off a spectacular fragrance and staining the petal with several water beads, which looked very delicate.

“I see you seem to like flowers. I picked this up during the day.” Ishima glanced at Toro's head with a green flower, just like the one he broke the other day.

His eyes moved for a moment and he immediately returned to calm.

With a flash of soul fire in his eyes, Tobacco reached out and grabbed the red lotus flower, but grabbed an empty space.

Lotus flowers have disappeared from Shi Pastor's hands as the light glistens.