The Portal of Wonderland

“Don't worry, I'm right next to you, even if someone recognizes me, it's more than enough to take you away with me.” The sound of Ishima continues to sound.

When Husseillet heard this, his heart was at rest.

He took a deep, dark breath and finally swept away the unusual emotions in his heart.

“Your Eminence?” Short, fat men brow slightly wrinkled.

“Well, send someone else to investigate the matter of the Deacon of Kwon. Today is the big day for the start of the selection, so everything is mainly about this, we must not delay.” Husseillet's voice was cold, he said.

“Yes." Shorty Butler and others looked serious and hurried to say yes.

Without even looking at a few people, Husserley stepped up to a high platform near the ring.

The crowd surrounded by bustling people saw the situation and calmed down, eyeing all over Husseillet.

“You fellow men, despicable people are ordered by the right guardian of this teachings to come here to gather disciples willing to explore the Xihe mainland. I am very comforted that you are so enthusiastic about signing up.” Hüsele stood on the high ground and said in a loud voice.

As it turns out, many people in the room show excitement on their faces.

“Let me start by explaining the rules for this selection! ”

Husserletton continued for a moment:

“In this selection, only the disciples of this teaching can participate. Later, when you come to me to sign up, you will need to first identify yourself and then conduct a one-on-one contest based on the drawing of lots. The winner can follow me to the headquarters of the Church of the Lunar Moon, where the next round of selection will take place. ”

Husseillet's voice dropped and a voice of discussion rang as he descended from the stage.

Husserley walked himself to the table in the center of the platform and sat down.

Immediately there was a young man, only about twenty years old, who taught his disciples to jump on the high stage, take out their own undermoon decree and hand it over to Husseillet.

Shorty Deacon and several others, with some of the Deacon disciples from the sub-bench, maintain order near the high ground.

Husseillet took over the Undermoon Order and didn't see how he acted. The blood flashed twice on the token, revealing several lines of text and an image.

Husseillet looked at the young Lunar disciple, lit up a little, returned the Lunar Order to him, and then took out the black board, his hands lit a few times on it, and a few small letters appeared on the board.

“Next.” Husseillet waved, indicating that the young disciple could go down.

Another Lunar Moon taught the disciple to go to the high stage.

Underneath the ring, the disciples were lined up in a long line, and Shi Lian was also mixed in the queue. He saw the steady appearance of Husseillet and nodded in a dark way.

Soon after, dozens of people signed up, and soon it was Shi Mu's turn.

He stepped up to the high ground and took out the decree of the moon from his body and handed it to Husseillet.

Husseillet glanced at Ishima and the token in his hand emitted a red light.

He held the Lunar Order in his hand, and none of the deacons next to him saw it or cared.

He glanced, nodded, and returned the token to Shi Lian, who had been named on the board, but with a pseudonym.

Shi Mu turned around and walked off the platform, feeling a little loose in her heart.

After this level, it will be done.

After two hours, all the applicants were registered, and the number of applicants was as high as a thousand.

In the following time, Husserley and several other deacons spent a little time arranging the drawing of lots for the participants, and shortly thereafter a huge announcement was completed and hung near the tall platform.

There's a battle table on the announcement, in pairs.

The nearby Lunar disciple immediately squeezed over and watched.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the battle watch has been completed. Due to the time constraints of this voyage, let's start the contest now, until the name reads the contest immediately.” Husserley said, looking at the short, fat butler beside him.

The latter will, go one step further.

“Stage one, Gandhi vs. Hotuhai, Stage two...” Deacon Shorty announced the list, and the person who mentioned the name immediately climbed onto the stage of the square and started the contest.

There is a deacon adjudicating on the top of each of the ten rings. Both sides are disciples taught by the Middle-Moon, knowing the bottom line, which is faster than the trial.

An hour later, Shi Mu also heard his name and climbed onto a ring.

Opposite the person, a blonde blue eyes of the moon teach the disciple to jump to the ring, his hands are quite healthy.

He swept the stone shepherd with his mind, his eyes suddenly revealed a look of despise, and he blessed himself with good luck.

Shi Mu had already converged on her breath, and at this moment the fluctuations of power emanating from her body were quite faint, seemingly only at the level of the new spiritual class.

The blonde is already a post-spiritual sorcerer, naturally not looking at the stone pasture.

“Let the fight begin! ”

A middle-aged male referee in a grey robe announced and retreated to his side.

His voice had just fallen, the blonde shouted in a low voice and a black staff waved softly in his hand.

“Poop” two crisp sounds, the black fog appeared in front of him, then walked out two tall skeleton warriors, full of skeleton black, holding a sawtooth bone knife the size of a gate knife.

“It's the Black Skeleton! ”

“Together, these two black skeletons are more powerful than they were born to be, and it looks like the kid across the street is going to lose. ”

Around the ring, the crowd talked.

The young man with blonde hair listened to the discussion under the stage, and his heart suddenly floated.

He didn't know how much thought was spent on these two black bone skeletons, but it was all worth it.

The young man with blonde hair waved a staff, and two black bone skeletons immediately danced the bone knife in his hand and pounded over the stone pasture.

Shi Mu was blind to the skeletons coming from both sides, but closed his eyes and read words.

The red light flashed behind him, six red dots appeared in front of him, red light flashed, each red dot turned into a basin-sized fireball, the bear burned, emitting a weak fluctuation of magic.

“Go!”

With a wave of arms, six fireballs * * * * came out and flew towards two black bone skeletons, as if they were six meteors, making a piercing sound.

The young blonde had a slight glimpse and seemed surprised by the fire attribute element inductance of the stone husbandry.

After all, for ordinary spiritual class magicians, fireballing of skull size is good enough to reach this size unless the fire attribute induction exceeds five degrees or is repaired to reach the star level.

But he did not show any fear, the staff waved in his hand, the two skeletons stopped flying, the bone knife grey amplified in his hand, and chopped towards the fireball that came face to face.

Ishima's eyes narrow and her pupils are covered with fluorescence.

The void flashed slightly in front of him, with approximately six invisible elongated shadows flashing through.

Boom!

The six fireballs were like a bunch of frightened bees, and suddenly they scattered.

Two bone knives didn't even hit a fireball.

Shouting, the six fireballs flashed around the two skeletons and gathered behind them in one place, turning into a massive flame flood, rushing toward the blonde youth and turning his eyes in front of him.

The golden young man's face changed dramatically, shouting in horror, and the "bang” of the staff burst open, turning into a huge bone shield, blocking him.

Boom, boom, boom!

The bone shield only lasted a breath or two, and it broke apart!

The young man with blonde hair showed a glimmer of horror on his face.

It was the referee's disciple who saw his body swallowed up by the raging waves of fire.

A grey light shines from the referee's hand and condenses into a light screen.

Boom! Boom!

The flame flood impacted the light screen, the grey light screen flashed instantly and the light quickly dimmed.

At this moment, however, the flame flood has been much reduced. Before the gray curtain almost collapsed, a shout was finally made, which turned into a few pieces of flame, scattered with the wind.

The middle-aged referee exhaled, his face hidden and white, and the grey screen in front of him was already only thin.

If those fireballs were more powerful, they could smash the screen.

Stone herding brow tip picked and put down his arm.

When the referee waved his hand and the grey light dissipated, he glanced deeply at Ishima and announced:

“Mousse won this fight. ”

The young man with blonde hair looked dead ashes and waved a staff in his hand, sending the two black bone skeletons still standing on the ring back to the interface of the Death Spirit, turning around and jumping off the ring.

The stone pasture slowly walked down the ring, revealing a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Since these days, he has practiced the Heavenly Spirit. Not only has he become more skilled in controlling the soul chain, but the number of fireballs he can control has reached as many as six.

He was just on top of the ring, he was just a little test bull knife, and it worked really well.

The crowd near the ring looked at Shi Mu very differently than just now, and from time to time there were speculations about the identity of Shi Mu.

However, at this moment, the city has gathered the disciples of the Lunar Moon from all around the neighborhood. Many people have just joined the teaching, and the fish dragons are mixed, trying to find out the details of a person, how easy it is to talk.

Shi Mu came to the high ground where Husseillet was, reporting his victory and defeat.

“Okay, the preliminary round is passed, and we'll meet here at noon in three days to go to Quyang City together.” Husseillet said.

“Yes.” Ishima promised, then turned and walked away.

After three consecutive days of competition, the sea-going primaries finally came to an end.

At noon on the fourth day, over 500 winners gathered here and waited quietly.

Everyone in the room showed excitement in their faces and talked about the Midmoon teaching this sailing trip to Xihe mainland.

Due to the great battle of a hundred years ago, the Church of the Pluto has become increasingly weak in recent years. Most of these disciples did not go smoothly on their way to cultivation, and many people held a sigh of evil in their hearts.

Now you have the chance to go to a new continent where rumors are more spiritual and demonic beasts are everywhere. Naturally, all kinds of friction fists rub their hands and leap forward to try to change their destiny.

Ishima stood in the corner and looked at the crowd beside her.

The people present are not low in cultivation, especially the great number of magicians, more than 70% are spirit-class magicians.

He was so dark that it was unlikely to be seen anywhere else.