The Portal of Wonderland

“Lord Willow.” The young lady in the grey dress and the man in the scar gave a gift to Willow Shore.

“Lord Tsubaki-san, the three ships you are responsible for are full, so let's go.” Willow Bank glanced at the young lady in the grey dress and said.

“What about you, Lord Willow?” The lady in the grey dress hesitated for a moment and asked.

“Lord Luo and I will take charge of the last disciples, you go first, and we will meet at sea.” Willow Bank said, glancing at the direction of the vagina mountain ranges, which were gray and foggy in the distance.

The grey mist over there seems a little thinner than before.

The young lady in the grey skirt sighed slightly and lowered her voice, turning to board the twenty-second vast ocean boat where the stone herd was located.

“Let's go! ”

The young lady in the grey skirt stood at the bow of the boat and gave the order.

Three giant black boats opened their sails slowly to steer away from the coast.

The young lady in the grey dress turned her hand and took out a grey compass, reading words and pointing one finger over the compass.

The next moment, the surface of the three vast ocean giant boats brightened up, and a blue line appeared on the sail, the air automatically flowed up and held up the sail.

The speed of navigation of the three vast ocean giant boats immediately increased, with the head and tail facing each other, quickly moving in the direction of the three giant boats, which had been gradually moving farther ahead.

“There are three last ships left. Hope it's not too late. ”

Slowly sighted three giant boats and relieved himself slightly in the heart of Willow Bank.

Together with the three vast ocean boats in which Ishimura is located, 22 vast ocean boats have now sailed, meaning that more than 4,000 of the elite disciples of the Lunar Moon Church have been sent away.

In the midst of today's non-Orthodox worries, it is not easy to do this without any commotion under the near collapse.

He has also paid a considerable price for this.

In this way, even if the Western Summer Nation were to fall, the Medieval Church retained its inheritance and held a glimmer of hope for the resurgence of the East Mountains.

“Master Liu, leave quickly. The last disciples will be safely escorted away under my assurance.” The Scar man retracted his gaze from the three giant boats he had left, "he said.

“No wonder I just received a message from the venue that the competition was all over and that the last disciples were on their way.” Willow Bank said.

Shortly after Yanagishi's voice fell, a distant and nearby footsteps were heard.

The two men followed their prestige, and indeed there were about five or six hundred more disciples, led by a middle-aged man in a grey robe, who walked towards this place.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe saw the two men of Willow Bank far away, and his figure shook. When he flew over first, he arched his hand towards Willow Bank and Scar Man:

“Two lords, this is the end of the trial. The last disciples, a total of 567, have all been brought, and the rest remain in Quyang City. ”

“Very well, get everyone aboard as soon as possible and set sail now!” Willow shore nodded and commanded.

“Yes!” the middle-aged man in the gray robe hastily promised, gathering more than 500 people to arrange boarding.

Liu Bank glanced at the direction of Yin Cai Mountain Range Pan Ancient Peak Lunar Church general altar, his eyebrows wrinkled, and for some reason, there was always a feeling of care and courage.

This feeling grows stronger and stronger with time passing by.

He turned to look aside, less than half a incense boat, two huge ocean boats were full, and the last dozen people were boarding the last big boat in a tight drama.

At this moment, the three vast ocean boats where Ishima and others are located have also sailed a long distance.

“At this final juncture, the audacity is much smaller.” Willow Bank retracted his gaze and looked at him with a certain mockery and muttering.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the plan should be quite smooth. The main force of Tongtian Immortality and Tenmo Sect at this time should have been involved in the general altar of the Lunar Church. Although the enemy is powerful, there are mountain protection formations to hold, and there are right protection laws to sit in the town, it is not possible to be immediately broken.

Just a few moments longer, and once the last disciples have completely sailed into the West Sea, the two forces will be more powerful and can only look forward to sighing.

A moment later, the last disciple finally boarded the vast ocean boat, and the man with the scar jumped onto the last boat and looked at Willow Bank:

“Master Liu Palace, all aboard! ”

“Let's go now!” Willow shore swung aboard a giant boat, standing side by side with the man with the scar, and gave the order.

“The devil rests! ”

A loud drink came from afar, full of majesty and anger.

Then a large white light flew in from the distant sky at extremely fast speeds, while an unspeakable and astonishing sensation swept in and instantly covered hundreds of spaces nearby.

In the white light package, it is a huge blue gourd with three or four shadows on it. For the first person, the child's face with crane hair, wearing a blue gossip gown, holding dust in his hand, his eyes shining brightly, and his eyes glistening.

“Old Dustless Way!” Willow's face changed dramatically.

The scar man next to him heard the name and immediately flashed a slight panic on his face.

“Lord Luo, I'm here to stall Dustless Old Way. You're the disciple of these three giant boats!” Willow Bank thought and didn't want to immediately.

“But…” the scar man hesitated.

“Nothing, but if you don't leave, it's too late!” As Willow Bank spoke, his body had come out as an arrow * * * * to the white light.

The scar man looked at the back of Willow Bank, stomped his foot, turned away and drank:

“Set sail full speed! ”

The deacon disciple in charge of the control of the three vast ocean giant boats immediately got busy. After a few breaths, a waybill lit up on the giant boat and the bow slowly turned toward the deep sea.

Halfway across Willow Bank, a dark red miniature flap was thrown out in the open mouth, and the blood burst to half length.

In the middle of the flag, there is a vivid, pale golden ghost pattern, surrounded by many purple spirits and some strange patterns, giving a mysterious and unusual feeling.

Willow Bank reaches out and grabs the flag pole and flies the wind!

Boom!

The flag came out of hand and the storm rose to several lengths. Suddenly, in the rolling of the blood symbol, it turned into a burning blood flame. The sound of squeaking was hidden in the flame, as if someone was crying inside.

With an astonishing spiritual pressure, a couple of giant pale golden heads emerged in the flames of blood, and the original bloody flag disappeared.

“Boo-hoo"!

A large mouthful of pale golden ghosts sprayed a thick bloody flame column from the tank towards the white light.

The figure in the white light also seemed surprised and immediately stopped shining.

At the next moment, an ancient green sword flew out of the white light and quickly rose to several sizes, slightly circling down the illusion to form a heavy sword shadow.

The sword shadow collided sharply with the bloody flame column, and two magnificent half-sky half-sky halo rings hit each other.

A huge sharp wave swept through the sky, the air tumbled violently, the invisible blue and red winds swept across all sides.

In that instant, within a few dozen square meters, all the trees and weeds were swept by the wind, uprooted, and countless cracks appeared on the ground, as if they had been plowed on a layer, sand and dust.

Above the surface of the sea, the three nearest ocean giant boats were swept by the wind that swept in, the surface lights swept down, violently swayed and shouted.

Fortunately, the distance, coupled with the vast ocean giant boat as a spiritual vessel, seems to have been subjected to some kind of defensive restraint, which ultimately has not been greatly affected.

“Boom” sound!

Bloody flame columns broke apart and ancient blue swords were bounced off.

With a one-handed move, the pale golden ghost flew back and circled over his head.

The white light across the street revealed a dust-free figure sitting on a blue gourd, with three figures standing behind the blue gourd, a Confucian Taoist, a strange young Taoist, and a beautiful Taoist.

“Heavenly Ghost Shan, it's been so many years! ”

The dust-free man looked at the pale golden ghost at the top of Willow Bank and muttered to himself.

“Old Dustless Road, you came quickly, but that's it.” Willow Shore Road.

“Oh, the Orient used heaven to drive this treasure, and you are not an old opponent. You dare to mantis your arm as a car today, what a fearful afterlife!” The Dustless Daoist said, his arms crossed emptiness, and the ancient blue sword sensed the master's mood, slightly trembling, the sword's head turned, pointing straight to Willow Bank.

Liu Bank laughed softly, and the pale golden ghost flew toward the Dustless Path Man. A huge blood match was curled in his mouth and cut off towards the Dustless Path Man's head.

One hand waved, the ancient green sword suddenly turned into a heavy green sword shadow, facing a pale golden ghost, while it said to the three people behind it:

“Leave this man to me, you three, to stop all those giant boats! ”

The three men said yes, flashing in shape and heading towards the three giant boats in which the Scar man was located.

Yanagishi was shocked and read words. What other means would he use to stop the three men?

At this time, however, Dustless Daoist connected his fingers and a blue light flew out of his fingertips, blending into the ancient blue sword.

The surface of the ancient green sword sparkles, the wired blue sword is like silk, wrapped around the pale golden ghost, making it immobile.

Once in the heart of Yanagishi, he rushed to take his mind away. He dared not have any other thoughts. He concentrated his thoughts on fighting the dust-free people.

But when he saw one of his mouths, he sprayed a fine blood, flashing away and not into a pale golden ghost.

Numerous small runes appeared on the face of the ghost, “Boom”, ignited a scorching blood-colored flame, burned most of those green swords out of poverty.

“I really underestimated you!” The Dustless Daoist looked at the scene and snorted coldly, putting aside a little contempt for Willow Bank.

One blue, one white and two shadows from time to time rushed to the sky, and from time to time fell down, flipping up and down the battle, from time to time made a shocking loud noise.

On the other hand, three landscapes, such as the Joya Taoist, plunged like electricity into a vast ocean boat closest to shore.

Though powered by force and sailing at much faster speeds than normal ships, the vast ocean boat is still far worse than the landscape, but more than a dozen breathers are caught up.

Joya Taoist waved with one hand, a purple light rushed out * * * *, a flash of illusion into a purple flying sword, emitting strong spiritual fluctuations, exactly a spirit apparatus.

The purple flying sword emitted a crisp sword sound, creating a dazzling purple sword, condensed into a giant purple sword shadow of several lengths in size, and slashed towards the head of the giant boat.

Two hundred disciples on the giant boat looked pale. Once struck by the purple sword, it was the end of the boat's destruction.

“Stop! ”

A grey figure flashed in front of the purple sword, the man who scarred Lord Luo.

Just as the voice fell, a black light flew out of his hand and a bone-white circle emerged from the black light, which appeared to be made from some kind of animal bone.