The Portal of Wonderland

Boom, boom, boom!

Black bars on Willow Shore's chest suddenly glow like a round of black sun, and the black light burst apart at the next moment.

A black light flew out of it, into the hands of giant apes.

Willowbank's body was blown out and the flesh on his chest broke apart, revealing his bones and falling to the ground.

This wound appears to be severe and does not seem fatal to Willow Bank today, but when he saw his body move, he stood up again, his eyes flashed with a silver soul fire and a black sickle waved in his hand.

“Boom”!

A half-moon shaped black light swept across the white monkey.

The white giant ape held a short iron rod and turned into a black long rainbow out of hand!

“Boom" loud noise, meteorite short stick and half moon shaped black light impacted each other, erupted a black light, can not hold each other!

Just as the black sickle shook in Willow Bank's hand, and what else to do, the white shadow shook in front of him. The white monkey blinked and appeared in front of Willow Bank. He held his fist in his left hand and struck out hard.

At the same time, the left fist of the scorched black instantly turned red, the flame of the bear emerged, and at this moment there was a golden flame in the red flame.

Before his fist arrived, the flames swept back out, forcing Willow Shore's body away.

At last, the eyes of Willow Bank revealed fear and could not retreat, having to keep the black sickle in front of them.

“Bang" sound!

The black sickle broke inches with a red left punch and disappeared under a roll of red flame!

Red and red left fist castrated constantly and hit Willow Shore's head hard.

“No!”

Knock, knock, knock, shout, his head just burst open.

His headless body was also blown out of the flames under a huge force, and his flesh withered rapidly at visible speeds, emitting a hinge of grey mist from which he fell into a half-air falling immortal.

In the blink of an eye, Willow Bank's flesh left only a skeleton, powerless to land on the ground.

Without the control of Willow Bank, the fallen Sendai was then struck out by a black meteoroid knife, leisurely floating in the midair dozens of lengths away, still shining black light, covering an area below.

After the white giant ape punched out, the brutality in his eyes seemed to have been alleviated, the silver gleam on the huge body surface, the silver hair on the body quickly faded away, and his body quickly became smaller, returning to its original appearance.

The stone pasture face at this moment is incredibly white and bloodless.

He shook his body for a moment and fell to the ground in a shaky shape.

At this moment, the vacuum in his body, especially the last blow of the white monkey, almost suddenly drew as much blood from his body as possible, and the red real air that had protected his surrounding body was completely empty.

With the breath of death spreading from all sides, he felt that the life in his body seemed to be flowing fast, and at this moment he could not move a finger all over his body.

He looked at the smoke not far away and felt that he was still connected to it in the Sea of Consciousness, and was gradually recovering at a rather slow pace, slightly relaxed in his heart.

He then glanced at the falling Sendai in the middle of the sky and took a deep breath, slowly removing a Dan medicine and then climbing towards that area with a slight force bursting in his body.

This short distance is like a long journey for him today.

He bit his teeth and forcibly withstood the erosion of his body by the smell of death, his hands alternating and climbing step by step.

If his body hadn't been quenched by stripping, I'm afraid it wouldn't have held up at this moment.

After a meal, he finally crawled into the darkness of Sendai, wrapped in the dead breath of the body suddenly isolated by an invisible force, the mind relaxed, the body as if it had fallen out.

The effect of the Dan medicine just taken has been exerted. After Shi Mu slightly recovered some strength, he turned up and sat down, holding a medium spirit stone in his left and right hands, and recovered.

His face began to improve as the red rays of light poured into his body.

After this, after not knowing how long, Ishima stood up, her right hand turned upwards, an intangible soul control chain gently upwards, carefully tied the fallen Sendai.

Shi Lian tried to sense it, and found that Falling Sendai was just sending out a black light of his own accord. He had no resistance to himself, so he retracted the French chain with one hand.

After holding the fallen Sendai in his hand, he eagerly detailed it.

The appearance of Fall Sendai is ordinary, not much different from that of the black bricks commonly found between workshops, but after Ishima inspired the spirit, it was discovered that the surface of Fall Sendai was actually filled with many invisible Xuan Au Fuwen.

It is still difficult to recognize the characters on the fallen Sendai, made with the now-day figurine master of Ishima.

Shi Lian observed for a while, but nothing happened. The palm of his hand lit up, infiltrating a spiritual force into the fallen Sendai.

He was pleased that, after his spiritual intrusion, the Falling Sendai seemed to have some kind of weak connection with it and could control the range of black light it emitted at will.

Shi Mu moved to control this black light screen just after covering himself, stood up and put away the black meteorite knife and black stick that scattered nearby.

At this point, not far away, Smallpox stood up trembling and then walked a little erratically towards the other side.

Many cracks can also be clearly seen on her skeleton, but after a period of recovery, her eyes have stabilized and she can barely walk away.

Seeing this, Ishima subconsciously wanted to walk over.

“Don't come over.” Smallpox stopped Ishima's behavior through the Heart God pronunciation, and walked into front of a pile of crystalline skeletons.

It was the skeleton of Wu-night. He was crushed by Willow Bank. His eyes were extinguished and he became a pile of dead things.

With a little bit of your right hand, Yanro put these crystalline bones into the storage ring.

After doing this, Toro turned to Shi Mu: “Come with me. ”

Go ahead, Smokey's head doesn't go back somewhere.

Seeing this, Ishima turned around and looked at the skeleton not far away. She didn't say much and followed.

……

After more than an hour of smoking, Ishima really understood the desolation of this interface.

They passed through a vast deserted wall of goblins, and all they could see was reddish brown gravel, a long distance from each other before passing a mountain bag.

There are more or less necrotic organisms present in these mountain bags, a few of which are very powerful and obviously very powerful.

Stone pasture followed the smoke without stopping and occasionally encountered some dead creatures trying to get close along the way, but after seeing the smoke, they all chose to leave without exception.

Eventually, the cigarette stopped next to a tall altar.

The altar is stacked with reddish brown stones found everywhere on the Gobi, nothing special about it. After bypassing the altar, Ishigami saw a large area of blood-red water.

“There are many such lakes, and some broken soul fires are often brought into the lake by airflow.” Smokey said.

Ishimaki noticed that the bloody lake was still full of spectacular phosphorescence.

Yanro stood quietly by the lake for a while and suddenly his eyes flashed and his head howled silently.

Shortly after, Shi Lian saw all sides, and many Dead Skeletons gathered this way, more than a thousand.

Shi Mu's heart was shocked, but the next moment, he found the skeletons walking in front of Toronto, all kneeling down.

“Stay around the altar and keep no dead spirit near you for a hundred miles.” Smallpox's eyes flashed, ordering.

Neither did the skeletons agree, all standing up from the ground, consciously splitting into teams, walking around and covering up the place.

For the first time, Ishima also saw this Undead Army in Toro, and the shock in her heart could not be added at this moment.

Although most of these necrotic bioforces are between the day after tomorrow and the day after birth, such a large number is already a significant force.

Lenovo recalls the scene of a large number of Legions of Death Recruited by Liu Bank in Tianyu City before, at this moment, he seemed to understand why Liu Bank's undermoon congregations had so hollow thoughts about recruiting Legions of Death.

If this fearless necrotic creature reaches a certain scale and can be flexibly recruited, it cannot be underestimated, even with one blow, against a gang or even a sect.

“So the Soul Master is so powerful!” Ishima thinks so.

In fact, as a soulmaster, his knowledge of the different interfaces, as well as of the spiritual pet, is very limited and confined to smoke.

Smallpox ignored Shi Lian, walked to the underwater lake and carved himself on the ground.

Soon, a pattern of circles, triangles and some strange curves appeared by the lake.

Ishima didn't speak, she just looked quietly at the smoke, her mind turned and she didn't know what she was thinking.

When this pattern was engraved, Smallpox removed the bones of Wu-night from the storage ring and placed them on top of it. Immediately afterwards, Smokey's eyes lit up, her hands changed continuously, and a subtle technique was struck out successively by her.

With a sound, the pattern on the ground began to shine, and a strange red light reflected the bones of Wu-night red.

Shi Lian found that the calm underwater lake suddenly oscillated, and the ripples swung around the lake surface. A wave of lake water swept up like a dragon and dived down, falling into the red light range of the pattern.

After falling into the red light, the water slowly calmed down and surrounded the entire bones of Wu-night.

The golden light of Ishima's eyes spinning around, discovering that the star dot is as bright as the starlight, is sinking into the eyes of Wu-night.

The lake slowly calmed down after three trips and finally stopped shaking, and there was no more red light on this side of the picture.

Shout out!

The soul fire in Wu-night's orbit became a little solid, turning into two light blue flames.

“Master!” Immediately after the resurrection of Wu-night, he fell towards Yan Luobai.

“Just practise here to recover.” Smallpox glanced at him and commanded.

“Yes.”

Wu Night responded, then sat on his knees in the original place and began practicing.

“Yanro, I...” said Ishima.

“You are here to cultivate, do not leave the altar too far.” Smallpox seemed to see that Ishima wanted to ask and interrupt directly.

After that, she stepped into the middle of the underwater lake, slowly sinking her entire body into the blood-red lake water.