The Portal of Wonderland

“Zhong Xiu, did she leave the Chamber of Commerce in private?” The demon lady said.

“She had just been promoted as the Demonic Envoy of the Chamber of Commerce, and from her reaction at the time, she should have been heartily pleased, which must not be false. Moreover, although she had signed a 50-year contract with the Chamber of Commerce, the Chamber had not restricted her freedom or wronged her, and she should have no reason to do so… there might have been something hidden in it.” Wang Ruikun muttered for a moment.

“Anyway, it's true that she's gone now. Why don't you check and see where she is now?” The demon lady said.

Wang Ruikun heard, nodded, one hand flipped, one white jade array appeared in the hand, the other hand on the surface of the array a point finger, the array slightly trembled, the surface lit a circle of fine puzzles, over the array formed a white light ball.

Wang Ruigun closed his eyes and released his consciousness into the white light sphere. His eyebrows gradually rose and his face gradually showed a surprising expression.

“Uncle, how's it going?” The demon lady saw the picture and asked.

“What a strange thing! The fact that the woman remains in the Chamber of Commerce is not dispersed indicates that she is still alive, except that she does not appear to be in Xihe Mainland today...” Wang Ruikun slowed down.

“She's not in the Western Heights. Is she back in Eastern Europe? Impossible. It's only been a few days!” The demon lady was shocked.

“Whether I am in the West or East Asian continent, I can position myself in general, even the dead, through a spiritual strand of God that remains in the contract. But the current situation is a bit odd, and Zhong Xiu seems to have disappeared from the world.” Wang Ruikun Dao.

“Gone? How is that possible!” said the witch woman.

Wang Ruikun was silent and his eyebrows locked, seemingly lost in thought.

“Uncle, what do you think now? Her disappearance was minor and the demonic tribe could not be delayed.” The demon lady said.

“It has not yet been determined what happened, so don't make any noise in advance and send someone to Zhong Xiu to find out a few places in the city. As for the number of envoys, I'll report it to the chairman, and then I'll make a long proposal.” Wang Ruikun said.

……

There is a quiet little valley more than a hundred miles northwest of Asahi City.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and a stream flows through the valley. The stream is the spring water left from the nearby mountains. It is clear that some elongated water grass grows in the stream and swings up and down the water.

At this moment, a green light fell down from the sky and fell into the valley, revealing a tall figure, the stone pasture.

He looked around.

“Rest assured, this place is so remote, Tianwu Chamber of Commerce will not be able to find here.” Caier stood on Ishima's shoulder, opening her mouth.

Ishima nodded and sat down at the side of the creek, removing the cup of cloth and washing her face with a little stream of water.

He looked at the bare head reflecting in the clear water, wondering what he had in mind, and was a little stunned for a moment.

Caier watched Shi Lian not speak for half a day, knew that he was in a bad mood and didn't disturb him, spread his wings and danced around the valley.

Shi Lian silently sat down looking for a stone by the stream.

On his way, he reconsidered some of the things that had happened to Zhong Xiu.

If you're right, the mysterious woman's so-called "backphage” is most likely related to Zhong Xiu's bloodline. He remembers that on the desert mountain, Ye Hong Yao once said that Zhong Xiu is the upper three pints of Phoenix blood.

“Phoenix, Tianfeng... is there any connection between this?” Shepherd muttered to himself.

If the mutation on Zhong Xiu's body before, if the blood really backfired, then this suddenly appeared mysterious woman may have come to save people, should have no malice towards Zhong Xiu.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this woman is unintentional.

But anyway, Zhong Xiu's life should be safe for now.

Ishima thought of it here, her heart was finally slightly loose.

However, this mysterious woman possesses the amazing power that comes directly across the sky, and her vast divinity is quite appalling. At the very least, Ishima has never seen such a strong man.

He even seemed to think that this mysterious woman was even more powerful than the Dustless Daoist of the Sky Powerful, whom he had met.

Zhong Xiu was taken away by such a person, trying to find her, I don't know how much effort it would take.

“Strength… I want to be strong! That's how we can get Xiu back!” The stone pasture is calm, but the heart screams silently, and the thoughts in the mind are unprecedented in strength enhancement.

Ishima's eyes turned and fell on her left hand, her arms slowly pressed, like coke on her left hand, which was lifted.

He didn't think much about it before, but now he's adjusted for a while, and finds this left hand to be more troublesome than he expected, and now he's using 78% of his strength, but barely lifting his left hand.

He even had the illusion that today's left hand was not his palm, and raised it as if a three-year-old was waving a hammer, which was unusually clumsy.

Shi Mu slightly shrugged, holding his fist in his left hand, and slammed hard towards the side of the mountain wall.

“Bang" sound!

Black fists are like crushing and decaying, easily falling into the mountain wall until elbows, hard mountain walls in front of black fists as if suddenly turned into paper paste pinch.

He read his mind and suddenly opened his left hand five fingers deep into the mountain wall, while pulling his arms back.

Chi chi!

Five fingers of stone pasture seemed to turn into diamond casting, pulled out five scratches on the mountain wall, and pulled out without feeling much resistance.

Shi Mu looked at his left hand in a dazed manner and was unable to speak.

His eyes flashed, his right hand turned over and took out a blue sword with a flash of cold light, hesitated slightly, his arm waved, the sword turned into a cold flash, chopped on his left hand.

“Bang” sounded as if the blunt instrument had been cut on hard wood and the long sword had been bounced.

Yet on the left hand, like coke, there was not even a trace.

“How sturdy!” Shi Mu was surprised.

The blue sword is not a spiritual instrument, but it is also a high grade instrument, famous for its sharpness, and now it cannot leave a trace on the left hand.

Besides, when the green sword cut off his hand, don't talk about pain, he hardly felt much.

With a slight indulgence, Shi Mu turned his hand and pulled out the black iron knife behind him.

The black knife flashed, chopped on his left hand, and this time he used only three strokes of strength.

“Bang” sounded, the black knife was ejected and Ishima's left hand was intact.

Shi Mu bit his teeth and waved again, but added another 20% strength.

The black knife is bounced off again.

Shi Mu's eyes sparkled, adding a touch of joy, then waved the knife again.

……

“Bang” loud and muffled!

The black knife turned into a black knife, chopped on the hands of the stone herder, the left hand of the stone herder hidden light flashed, the black knife was struck hard and shocked open.

Shi Lian's face showed great joy, he had just used his full strength, I'm afraid the ordinary early stage martial arts men would be able to welcome him, but his coke left hand is still intact.

He looked at the left hand of the coke black, which was probably harder than the spiritual apparatus level, and even the spiritual apparatus was not necessarily so indestructible.

And this left hand is not just stiff.

His left arm pushed hard and his left hand slipped easily into the wall, his palms grasping slightly harder.

He grabbed a stone with his bare hands and pinched it into powder.

Ishima's eyes flashed and waved, adding a black stone to her left palm, emitting a faint blue light.

His left hand pressed slightly, "clicking," and the black ore crushed directly into a powder.

The stone pasture's face was delightful, it was a black green gold ore, a material for refining the process, harder than steel, but crushing it took little effort.

He frowned and then turned his hand again, adding a small piece of baby fist-sized purple gold ore in his hand, a high-order ore, which was previously filmed by Monkey Serray at the auction, said to have been added during the refining of the psychic apparatus, which could greatly increase the hardness of the spiritual apparatus.

Such a small piece, worth more than 10,000 spiritual stones, is good.

But now that Ishima is on the rise, she wants to test her left hand to see what kind of power it really is. Naturally, she can't control much of this.

Shi Lian's left hand grasped hard, but the purple gold ore didn't break apart, but it was like soft mud, flowing out of his fingers.

He looked silly at first, but then revealed ecstasy.

He was somewhat depressed by this mutation in his left hand, but now he finds it so powerful that it was an unexpected surprise.

Shi Ma chang shouted, some clumsily waving his left hand and slashing it into the mountain wall using all his strength.

Black palm shadows flashed, rumbling rumbling sounds from the mountain walls, huge cuts appeared on one road, and large rocks fell like rain.

In a few short breaths, the mountain walls collapsed for the most part.

On the mountain wall not far away, some sleepy colors saw the situation and were frightened, but after looking at the stone pasture below, he turned over and continued to close his eyes.

In the valley, Shi Mu looked at his left hand and the joy on his face had subsided.

The power of the left hand, he already knows about it.

His left hand appears to have sealed a tremendous divine power of terror, roughly estimated to be twenty or thirty times greater than the original physical force.

It's just that this palm is too heavy. Even if it's powerful, it's really too uncoordinated with the body. With his huge power of six layers of detachment, it can barely be manipulated, and it's still very hard.

Ishimaki is now like this, trying to fight the enemy, his left hand will not help anything, but become a burden to him.

“By the way, Nine Revolution Profound Gong!” He suddenly remembered the golden page in his head.

After Zhong Xiu disappeared, things were really messed up, but he forgot the golden page.

In the dream of the time, this situation in my left hand should be related to Nine Spin Xuan Gong, whether I want to find a solution or start with Nine Spin Xuan Gong.

Thinking about it, the spirit of Ishima hurriedly concentrated in my mind, and the golden page was still there.

His heart was full of joy and his spiritual strength went to the golden pages.