The Portal of Wonderland

Just as the second round of the march was raging, the whole of Western Xia Ancient Country was experiencing an unprecedented catastrophe.

The two largest forces in the East Asian continent today are sweeping the wind and ruin the clouds, sweeping through one of the Ultimate Moon Church's seats and sub-platforms in the country.

As a Western Xia Ancient State religion, after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, the followers in the country naturally reached an unprecedented scale.

These disobedient followers, also in the midst of this catastrophe, were bloody wiped out with the Plutocrats.

After all, the extermination of heretics is famous, regardless of whether the object possesses force or not.

Especially after the attack at the Tianyu City auction, this behavior became more straightforward and even the last bit of concern could be ignored.

At one time, the entire western and ancient country was devastated and bloodbathed.

Today, these two forces finally arrive at their destination, the Yin Corpse Mountains, under Pangu Peak, where the Pluto Church is located.

Soaring into the clouds, Pangu Peak is now overshadowed by a giant gray screen that resembles the essence, the surface of the screen is circulating with symbols and grey air.

Through the translucent grey screen, it is implicitly visible on the mountain peak, an undermoon disciple in a grey robe stands in it, with nearly 10,000 people, a look to be waited for.

Many of these people, who had just retreated from the second round of martial arts, were sent directly to the main altar through the transmission array and were measuring the mountains surrounding Pangu Peak, which had been occupied by the shadows of densely numb people, with a surprising and alarming gaze.

Most of the people north of Pangu Peak were dressed in black robes, while the blue robes dominated the south. The numbers on both sides were largely similar, with 5,000 or 6,000 people going up and down.

Looking north and south, however, black and blue people still congregate continuously.

This situation lasted until the size of more than 10,000 people on both sides stopped.

At this moment, if you look down from the top of the peak, it's like two giant half-circles of black and blue, and a clear circle surrounds Pangu Peak with water leakage.

On the south side of Pangu Peak, all over the mountains over the general Catholic disciples, floating a huge blue gourd, on which sits an elderly man in a gossip suit with white hair, a crane hair and a child's face, eyes closed, a dust in his hand casually leaning against his shoulder.

It is the Dustless Patriarch of the Immortal Church of Tongtian.

Behind him were six Taoists.

Suddenly, Dustless Daoist's lips moved slightly, like a tonal tone or something.

Immediately, three Taoists stood up from more than a dozen people, arched their hands towards the Dustless Taoist, and then jumped off the gourd.

Soon after a disturbance, the disciple below divided a thousand people into horses and dust towards Quyang City, not far south.

On the north side of Pangu Peak, over 10,000 disciples of black robes, floating in the sky, a giant fuzz fan with more than twenty lengths of size, the surface of the fuzz fan is black, one man and one woman standing shoulder to shoulder at the front end.

The man is thirty or forty years old, dressed in a Confucian robe, with a light face and a delightful look at the gray giant peak ahead.

The woman is dressed in a black cloak, hidden in golden clothing, and has an exquisite face with a hint of evil.

Naturally, the two are the Emperor of the Celestial Demon Sect, Tu Hao, and Kim Xiaochai.

Behind them, he stood more than a dozen tall shadows, surrounded by a layer of black gas, his eyes cold and his face a little mune.

“Master, is this the main altar of the Lunar Church?” Kim Xiaochai suddenly asked.

“To be precise, this is just the main altar of the Medieval Church on the East Asian continent.” Stu Hao.

“Are they still in power on the Western Heights?” Kim Xiaochai snorted.

“Nice. But in the end, these are just a corner of the undermoon... Chai, aren't you looking for someone who, as far as I know, should be in Quyang City?” Stu Hao nodded and said without waiting for Kim Xiaochai to ask anything else.

“Lord, you have promised me that if you see him here, please let him go.” Kim Xiaochai said.

“The boy is also a man of my divinity. As long as he doesn't do anything extraordinary, I won't be hard on him. By the way, although you also have congenital powers now, Dust-free has sent people to surround Quyang City, just in case, let the two celestial demons go with you.” Stu Hao said, with one hand, two tall shadows suddenly stepped out the back and walked behind Kim Xiaochai.

“Thank you, Lord. Xiaochai said goodbye first.” Kim Xiaochai looked back at the two figures and said.

As he spoke, Kim Xiaochai jumped down a huge puffin shaped like that, and the two demons followed him silently.

At this point, a bright horn rang from below.

At the bottom of the mountain, among the disciples of Tian Demon Sect, at this time more than twenty feet and dozens of other sizes, puppets like tiger wolf bears and other beasts, surrounded by a layer of black or grey scales, emitting a formidable spiritual pressure.

These beastly puppets, which are the most famous spiritual warfare puppets of the eastern continent, are each operated by ten star magicians and take a lot of spiritual stones to start. Although slow, they are almost indestructible, and their power is no less than that of ordinary hierarchies.

“Attack!” Stu Hao's voice came from above, and although it was not loud, it was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears below.

These people vibrated, dancing the blade of the weapon in their hand, clustered with beastly puppets, slowly approaching the top of the mountain, looking at it from a distance, like a black ocean spreading towards the top of the mountain.

A short distance from the mountain protection array that covered the top of the mountain, a thin water tank-like light column sprayed out of the animal puppet, along with the attack of some congenital martial artists or magicians, fell on the gray screen and made a deafening noise.

A piece of light from all colors lit up on the gray screen, and the spin turned into a dot of crystalline light to scatter away.

At the same time, dense and numb spiritual spells also emerge from the mega-screen, pouring down like a heavy rain, in an attempt to give headaches to the coming disciples of the Celestial Sect.

However, Tianzhengzong was also prepared, a large spell shield quickly rose, blocked in front of the Sprinkling Tianzhengzong disciples, while some hierarchical warriors flew out, using various magical means to provide cover for the Sprint disciples.

Although most of the attacks were blocked, many disciples fell on the path of the sprint forever after all.

Almost at the same time, the other side of the giant peak similarly made a loud noise, countless fluctuations of magic arrived, and obviously the Tongtian Immortal Church began to attack.

The war is on fire!

After such a dense attack, the giant grey light curtain of the Mountain Protection Formation as the Lunar Moon finally began to tremble, and the entire Pangu Peak wobbled slightly like an earthquake, seemingly crying out.

Just before the massive middle- and lower-ranking disciples of the Fairy Church and the Demonic Sect rushed to the gray curtain, preparing to launch a round of fierce attacks against the Great Array of Undermoon Protected Mountains, a black smoke burst out in front of the gray curtain.

Then came the breath of the world of death, and a strange and strange zombie skull emerged, with a skull warrior of congenital strength, a black-haired zombie, and even a few skull kings and zombie kings of hierarchical strength.

As soon as these dead creatures emerged, they immediately fought against the two middle- and lower-ranking disciples who rushed forward.

All of the undermoon disciples showed a madness on their faces and were not stingy at the constant attacks of true Qi Dynasty, accompanied by these dead creatures and slaughtered each other's disciples.

After all, once broken, it is a dead end.

But after all, the difference in numbers between the two sides was too great, and after paying the heavy price of thousands of disciples, the Tenjin Church and the Tenjin Sect finally gained ownership of the battle.

As more and more attacks fall on huge grey screens, they begin to fade away at rather slow speeds.

……

Inside some giant secret chamber space at the Pluto General Hall.

On the ground, a hundred-sized hexagonal array of light shines through, emitting spectacular blood, dense and numb spirit stones all over the Falun Front.

Sixty-four Lunar disciples are sitting dispersed at each of the key nodes of the formation, holding a bloody skull in their hands, and countless bloody columns of light are ejected from the skull without entering all parts of the formation, and the appearance of these people is rapidly depleted at visible speeds to the naked eye.

In the middle of the Great Battle, an elderly man with white hair sat on the dial, suspended in front of him by a red and red bead filled with a spiritual pattern.

The white-haired old man is the right guardian of the Undermoon religion.

He saw his hands constantly changing, and a magic trick flew out of his hand and struck a red ball.

The spiritual pattern on the beads gradually brightened and slowly rotated faster and faster.

At this point, the white-haired old man read a few tricks, spraying blood from mouth to mouth onto a red ball.

There was a lot of blood, a large bloody light column emitted from it, straight into the void above the chamber of secrecy, without knowing where it was going.

“Willow Bank, I can only help you get here...”

The old man with white hair, after spraying sperm blood, had a pale face and rapidly depleted his vitality.

……

Pangu Peak's offensive and defensive fighting continues.

At this moment, outside the giant grey curtain that covers the ancient peaks of the pan, a thick layer of corpses has been laid, including two disciples and dead creatures.

However, neither the dust-free Daoist on the south side of Pangu Peak nor Shi Tuohao on the huge puffin on the north side made a move, and there was not much expression change in the battle death and injury below.

At this moment, the mutation occurs!

The grey yin gas covering the mountain suddenly rolled over and contracted, turning his eyes back into the skeleton of the giant demonic beast like a tiger.

The skeleton of the demonic beast immediately became bloody. In the original hollow eyes, two large groups of pale silver soul flames suddenly rose. The skull actually began to shake gently, seemingly just waking up.

The power fluctuations of the mighty extreme spread across all sides like watermarks, and a terrifying momentum immediately covered the entire mountain peak