The Portal of Wonderland

The time flies and the days pass.

On the shore of Lake Underwater, the stone pasture is sitting on its knees with closed eyes, alternating in color with white and red, and bean-sized sweat beads rolling down their cheeks from their foreheads, seemingly enduring some pain.

At this moment, he, originally dark as coke, appeared on the surface of his left arm with an indefinite red line, and the whole man was covered in a hazy red and white flame.

As spiritual as the flame light is, it builds up and down, and a burst of hot air radiates in all directions, causing nearby temperatures to skyrocket.

All of a sudden, Ishima opened her eyes and the red and white flames rolled over her body, converging over her head into an eye-catching flame, and then disappeared into her left hand like a long whale absorbed water.

“What's going on?” Shi Lian muttered to himself.

Since those days, he has carefully studied the power of a source of fire absorbed from the bone worm, which, although not entirely under his control, can be used to quench his left arm by running Xiao Jiu Xuan Gong.

However, for whatever reason, there has been no progress.

According to Little Nine Revolution, this appears to be the second drop of white ape sperm that bleeds into his body and does not fully fit into himself.

Shi Mu thought of it here, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly and a hint of sincerity flashed in his eyes.

Speaking of which, the blood mists that I accidentally absorbed in my time at the edge of the ocean floor are now roughly certain to be the first drop of sperm blood of the White Monkey King of Heavenly Beasts.

At first, I seemed to experience a feeling of blood boiling in the midst of the nightmare, very similar to when Lingtian Treasury absorbed the second drop of sperm blood.

More than a decade has passed since the first drop of sperm blood was absorbed, during which time I became a white ape several times, and every time I woke up, it seemed that there were some subtle changes in my body.

Then, after the mysterious woman's flaming body, she rationally began the training of the first turn of Xuan Gong Xiao Jiu. Is it not the day that the animal's blood is compatible with the flesh and body, and it is related to time?

If that were the case, would this second drop of fine blood have to go through another decade?

With that in mind, Shi Mu was somewhat speechless.

At a time when Shi Mu Beisi couldn't figure it out, suddenly the position at his feet shook the mountains and a sound of water came from the underwater lake not far away.

Shi Mu immediately stood up and looked to the center of the lake.

Originally calm as a mirror, the underwater lake boils like a boil, gushing bubbles, and then rolls up violently, causing a huge wave of bloody waves, gradually forming a huge bloody vortex in the middle.

The vortex gradually rises and emerges from it a crystal clear human skeleton, two groups of pale silver soul flames in both eyes.

When the bloody vortex rises to over a dozen lengths, the human skeleton is completely exposed to the air.

A piece of pale white light is sprinkled in the middle of the sky, making each bone surface above and below its body a layer of gentle millilight.

“Smokey!” Stone pasture looked at the crystalline skeleton at the top of the whirlpool and yelled.

But the next moment, when he looked halfway into the sky with white light, his eyes were stunned.

Above the lake water, when the sky has gathered a white cloud, in the sky a large, perfect white cloud, hidden to give a sense of sanctity.

Those white lights came out of these clouds.

The shock in Shi Mu's heart cannot be added.

You know, this is the Dead Spirit interface, full of gloom.

Whether he was here or in this situation, what he saw was a dead-end scene, including the sky and the clouds floating in the sky. It was also gray, not angry at all, giving people a very depressing feeling.

Yet in the middle of the sky today, white clouds appear, forming a strong contrast to the still gray skies around us.

Just as Ishima was somewhat stunned, Baiyun rolled over and suddenly heard a regrettable noise in her heart.

Ishimaki is a spiritual spirit, recover.

The next moment, a golden thunderbolt leads out of the white cloud and hits the center of the lake at an incredible speed, targeting the smoky spot in the center of the whirlpool!

Each golden lightning bolt fell on the cigarette, changing into a golden electric snake, swimming around its circumference, left and right.

As the golden thunder gathered more, the circumference of the circumference of the cigarette was covered by a golden electric snake, and the figure gradually flooded in. When the last golden thunder fell, the shape of the cigarette disappeared completely.

Looking far away, it's like a golden cocoon raised by a bloody vortex.

It's just that it's not silk that weaves this cocoon, it's a golden thunder from a half-white cloud!

The white clouds in the middle of the sky, after the lightning went out, the layers split, turning into a white cloud, gradually fading into invisible.

Above the underwater lake, the golden thunder continued to swim down the surface of the cocoon, emitting a dazzling array of golden light, even the surrounding bloody lake surface, as if it was stained with a layer of golden yellow at this moment.

Such a loud noise caused a series of disturbances in the Necromancer Army that originally surrounded the entire Underwater Lake. All the Necromancer creatures had bi-eyed soul fire and trembled.

Shouted!

A giant white column of light rushes out of a golden cocoon!

The light column flashed away and disappeared without a trace. Then, in the middle of the sky, there was an illusion of a beautiful girl in a white palace suit, all covered with fluorescence, unable to see her face.

The girl's fiction was like a glance, and when she appeared, she turned into a white light again, not into the golden cocoon below.

After the white light did not enter the golden cocoon, the cocoon trembled for a moment, then it was like being given life, with a rhythmic creep.

At the moment of the appearance of the young girl's phantom, an unknown touch somehow surfaced in Ishima's heart.

His eyes revealed a slight suspicion, his eyes blindly staring at the golden cocoon in the middle of the sky.

After some time, with a loud thunderbolt, the golden silkworm surface burst apart in all directions.

Ishima only felt the golden light flash in front of her eyes, but the next moment, her mouth was half open and her eyes stared.

The golden cocoon above the bloody vortex has disappeared between them, replacing it with a stunning young girl holding her knees with her hands and curling them together.

The girl has no inches around her body, a dark hair perpendicular to her ankle like a waterfall, faintly floating, clear ice, and a glossy ketone body.

His eyes were slightly closed, as if sleeping, on the face of a falling country, slightly contemptuous, his nose rose, his cherry lips slightly enlightened, like a fine carving, he could not find a flaw.

Especially between this woman's eyebrows, a lotus-like black spiritual mark that is eye-catching and adds a touch of witchcraft.

“Tobacco… is that you?” Ishima questioned with hesitation.

Seems to have heard the call of the stone pasture. The eyelashes of the smoky curtain trembled slightly, slowly opening their eyes, a pair of star eyes fluctuating like autumn water, seemed to look around with some clarity.

Ishima couldn't help but blush slightly.

At this moment, Smallpox's eyes were wide open, his arms held his head, as if suddenly he remembered something, his face appeared frightened and angry, his body began to tremble, and his mouth couldn't help but hear a tsunami.

Ishima felt her ears buzzing and then a headache. Her eyes were black and she was in a coma.

After a long time, Ishima gradually woke up.

He held up his body, shook some swollen head, slowly remembered the scene before the coma, suddenly thought of something, immediately stood up, east and west looking up.

The next moment, he discovered that Smallpox was lying on the side of a nearby underwater lake, seemingly falling asleep again.

Shi Mu quickly walked forward, but then the blood surged and stayed put.

Smokey's long curtained hair spreads gently over her body, revealing her perfumed cornucopia perfectly, beneath the snow-white trim neck, slightly shrugged and exhaled like an orchid.

Suddenly, her eyelashes slightly moved and her eyes gradually widened, a pair of gemstone-like eyes facing the stone herd.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth overshadowed.

Ishimaki was blushing, but he couldn't look away.

Two red clouds flew up on the cheeks of Yanro, which made him realize that his positive corpus was crossed in front of Shi Mu's eyes. His arms hurriedly covered his chest, staring at Shi Mu severely, Zhu Li gently revealed:

“Look again, believe it or not, I'll kill you right away! ”

The voice is cold but crisp as the sky, as it was before when communicating with Ishima Heart God.

The voice fell, before Shi Lian shifted his gaze, the silver light flowed in both eyes of the smoke, and the appearance of the silver light amplified.

But seeing dense and numb silver lights flicker around him like flying dust, the dazzling silver light stabbed the stone herd unable to open its eyes at all.

After the light had shined, the cigarettes had risen and a new set of silver armor had been condensed on them.

Smallpox turned around, ignoring the stone pasture, and turned to walk directly to the underwater lake.

Walking to the shore, Smallpox bowed down and looked at the lake in front of him, gently brushing, the silver light of the stars in the lake gradually spread around. The bloody lake surface seemed to cover a layer of water vapor, and became transparent like a mirror.

In the sparkling light of water, a young girl in silver armor shook her figure and looked forward to the divine flying.

Tobacco raised his hand and gently drowned a strand of blue silk on his forehead, looking at the reflection in the lake, his mouth slightly squinted, the pear vortex smiled shallow, seemed quite satisfied with his current appearance.

But then she thought of something, and the show frowned and sighed lightly.

Ishima looked at the weak figure in front of her, and somehow a strange emotion arose in her heart.

Yanro stood up violently, swinging his hand up and flashing silver on his face, revealing a small and sophisticated mask that covered half his face.

After all this, she turned around and looked at Shi Mu.

“Smallpox, this should be your face, I didn't expect you to be born so beautiful...” Stoneshepherd looked at Smallpox and subconsciously wanted to say something to him.

Without waiting for the stone pasture to finish, the tobacco slightly raised its head and floated over the top of the stone pasture spinning down the Sendai.

“This thing works for me, I want it.” The woman said lightly.

Before Ishima reacted, Toro waved his hand and fell into a black light, immediately flying into her hands.