The Portal of Wonderland

“Spirit Artifact! ”

The shadow of the black robe exclaimed, and the cane in his hand magnified with black light, suddenly pointing at the void in front.

The black light on the ground in front of him amplified, and a huge, tall rotting wolf emerged in the black light, yet another innate dead creature.

The black robe man waved his staff, and the rotting wolf roared and pounced towards the stone herd.

After doing this, the black robe man, at his feet, turned and fled towards the distance.

“Take a break!” Ishima shouted coldly and chased him up in shape.

Hurrah! The giant rotten wolf jumped over and blocked the front, biting at Shi Mu's body.

“Fuck off!” Shi Lian shouted, shaking his figure, avoiding the big mouth of the rotten wolf, then punched out, a white fist bombarded the head of the rotten wolf.

A horrible giant force penetrated, pouring into the skull of a rotten wolf.

Rotten wolf eyes huge body flies out, its head is more of a "bang” sound, directly burst into the blood of the heavenly rotten flesh.

Hussein Ray looked at the scene and almost screamed in horror.

He knows the horrors of a congenital necrotic creature, but in front of a stone herd, like an egg, a punch can break.

He was blessed to have chosen to surrender, to see the strength of the stone pasture, and to be able to compete with those landscapes.

He started to feel like he was the right choice to turn to Shi Mu.

Shi Lian waved to kill the Deceased Wolf, his figure was no more than a little, at the foot, the whole person turned into a black shadow again, chased towards the black-clothed man.

Other bandits at the town entrance saw the two leaders flee once they died, where there was still a will to fight, shouting and fleeing towards the distance.

Husserley Big Happy, and the giant skeleton split up in pursuit, instantly slaughtered more than a dozen bandits.

With so many people sacrificed, his strength could be improved.

At this moment, the dead creatures summoned by the black-clothed people, at this moment, were stiff, and then turned into black gas and dissipated into void.

“Did Senior Mu slaughter the man in black...” Husserley glanced at the scene and was delighted.

Reading words in his mouth, he waved his hand and sent the dead creatures he had summoned back to the other world.

At this moment, in a wilderness miles from the town, the man in black was crucified by a money sword and nailed to the ground.

Black clothed man's body was almost cut into two pieces, his blood swarmed out, his eyes stained the ground red, but he was not dead yet.

“The underworld... will not let you go...” The black-clothed man turned his head hard and looked poisonously at Ishima.

Shi Liam hummed, single-handedly, the money sword flashed light and flew back.

Black clothed man's body was rolled over with no breath at all.

Shi Lian stashed away the money sword and walked to the body of the man in black.

The black cloak fell over his head, his face revealed, he looked only in his twenties, and he looked fairly young.

Shi Lian measured the person's eyes, his hands grabbed on the body, and a moment later he touched a small black package and a blood token.

This token is the same as the tokens on Husserley, Willow Bank and others.

Stone herding brow tip picked, obviously this person is also a disciple of the Lunar Moon, but somehow joined the bandit group.

Stone herd took the small package and token into the dust ring and waved two fireballs, turning the body into ash before walking toward the town.

Bandits have been driven out of small towns.

The townspeople thanked the “old mayor” of Husseillet for his generosity, which gradually dissipated.

Husseille broke free of the townspeople and quickly summoned several skeletons to move the bodies of the bandits on the ground to a remote part of the town.

There is a rudimentary black altar with a law array engraved on top of it.

The skeletons, directed by Husseillet, were moving more than a dozen onto the altar, and he looked around and sat on his knees beside the altar's Falun Front, turning his hands to sacrifice the token and reading words.

The matrix on the altar slowly lit up and condensed into a black matrix, covering the bodies.

The spell was quickly recited in Husseillet's mouth, and the token in his hand emitted increasingly bright blood.

He flew a little blood from his hand and fell into the formation.

Blood-colored flames were ignited by the sound of "bombardment” in the Falun Front.

Spells were recited in Husseillet's mouth, his hands waved continuously, and a ray of blood flew out of his hand, falling into the Falun Formation.

The blood-colored flame in the Falun Array grew larger and a body disappeared continuously in the blood-colored flame.

A moment later, the altar was empty and a dozen bodies disappeared.

A gray light appeared around Husseillet, quickly blending into his body.

He sat with his eyes closed and opened his eyes for a moment, revealing a glimmer of joy on his face.

He has gained some more power in his body, although he has not been able to advance the star scale, but the power is more satisfactory and breakthroughs are sooner or later.

“So this is the sacrifice of the Hades?” A voice came from behind it.

Husseillet's face changed, jumped up and looked toward the sound. Ishima stood outside the number of fathers sometime and looked at it with some curiosity.

“Senior Mu, I...” Husseillet looked pale, some hands and feet looking at Shi Lian.

“You don't have to be afraid of anything, those people you killed by hand, how to dispose of their bodies is naturally your right.” Ishima came over and said, looking at the little altar in front of her.

“Many thanks Senior.” Hussein was relieved.

Ishimaki's eyes fell on the formation rune of the altar, and her eyes gradually lit up.

“Is this how you Lunars sacrifice your sacrifices to the Lord of the Underworld?” He turned to Husserley and asked.

“Exactly.” Husseillet nodded without hesitation, "he said.

His life and death are now in the hands of Shi Pastor, and looking at the nature of Shi Pastor, it does not seem very difficult to serve people. His heart of attachment has grown stronger, and he naturally dares not hide the question of Shi Pastor.

Shi Mu nodded thoughtfully and did not speak.

Previously, it was only ears and now witnessed the sacrifice of more than a dozen samurai corpses, and the magic increased considerably, some of them heartbeat.

He is also a half-Middlemoon, if he also used this sacrificial method to enhance cultivation to...

Shi Mu's heart had just come up with this idea and was immediately erased by him.

The means of mutilating other creatures, even human beings, in exchange for their own strength by offering sacrifices to the so-called gods are cruel and he does not despise them.

And while sacrificing to the so-called Lord of the Underworld enhances strength, there must be some unknown hidden dangers that are not sufficient for such a quick and near-advantageous approach.

“Senior Mu, did you kill the magician? The man is powerful, has reached the star scale, far surpasses the little man, but he can't beat you in front of him, your strength is really...” Husserley came over and clapped his butt with a coveted face.

Ishmael glanced at Husseillet, pale and sad.

Husseillet smiled in his face, his heart twitched, and he secretly wondered if he had said the wrong thing.

“You don't have to shoot the horse set on me anymore. You will follow me in the future. If you do anything with your heart, I will return the Prohibition Pearl to you when I don't need you.” Ishima said.

“Yes." Husseillet replied in a hurry.

“Tell me more about your Lunar teachings, such as the blood token on your hands, do you have for every Lunar Christian?” Ishima asked.

He then crossed the Western Xia Ancient Country to the Western Sea, where he inevitably had contact with the Church of the Lunar Moon, which was one of the reasons for his admission to Husseillet.

Husserley bowed his head, holding the blood token in his hand, slightly bleeding, and said:

“Senior, this object is called the Undermoon Order and is a symbol of the identity of the undermooners. ”

Ishima said, turning his hand, he had an extra blood token in his hand, which he had taken from the man in black.

“This thing looks special, shouldn't it be a regular token? Seems like a magic tool, and I was just seeing you sacrificing when you were using it?” He entered the token with a little force, and the token immediately emitted a faint red light.

“Yes, the Undermoon Order is issued uniformly by the Church and is said to be made of the skeleton of some creature, a very special magic instrument that contains not only the coordinates of the Western Pluto domain, but must also be used during the sacrifice, otherwise the sacrifice cannot be sent to the Western Pluto domain.” Husserley said.

“West Pluto Domain Coordinates?” Ishima's eyes flashed.

“The western Pluto domain is very active, and the undermoon order in each Christian's hands contains a coordinate that serves as a connection between the world and the western Pluto domain, such as the body just sacrificed below, which has now been sent to the western Pluto domain coordinate contained in the undermoon order.” Husserley said.

“So that's how it is.” Stone pasture nodded slowly.

“In addition to this role, the underworld moon is able to restrain the vaginal regurgitation.” Husseillet said.

Shi Mu heard this and looked slightly surprised.

“In fact, like the usual practitioners, we are divided into sorcerers and martial artists. In addition to the usual five lines of technique, the magician cultivation also includes soulmaster techniques, as well as some cursed negative techniques. As for the martial arts, the most famous of the teachings is zombie kung fu.” Husserley said.

Ishima's eyes flashed, recalling the red-faced master brother of Liu Bank, who seemed to cultivate zombie kung fu, able to transform himself into a body of zombies, not only powerful, but almost incompatible with swords and guns, is truly an extremely powerful refining kung fu.

“Whether practicing magic or martial arts, I have been waiting all day for meditators to deal with dead creatures, so that my body may be contaminated with some pubic gas, but wearing this meditation moon decree can greatly reduce pubic rephage.” Husserley continued.

“So this is what it looks like to be a living thing for you Lutherans.” The Stone Pastor plays with the blood token in his hand.

“That's true.” Husseillet said.