The Portal of Wonderland

Yanro looked at the falling immortal stage in his hand, and two clusters of silver light appeared in his eyes, becoming empty.

The next moment, the Sendai slightly trembled, then took off and flew into the air, slowly spinning.

At the same time, a voice rang out as if it were heaven, echoing in the void:

“Natural creatures, immortals have spirits, spirits are lost, fall into eternity,...”

What you read in the mouth of the smoke is the contents of the Falling Immortal Record.

The silver coat, which was supposed to cover half its face, disappeared sometime and revealed a stunning beauty.

As he recited the spell in his mouth, his light figure gradually rose to the half-sky, silver light flowed in his eyes, gradually condensed into two groups of silver swirls, hidden in remote correspondence with the falling Sendai in the half-sky.

A long black hair spread away and the black lotus print in the center of the eyebrow gradually lit up.

At this moment, Shi Mu is surrounded by a layer of red light, which resists the intense yin of the surrounding area.

He wanted to say something, but then he thought about it and shut his mouth and just watched the smoke move quietly.

“... the place of death of the living spirit, the lineage of blood, the above-poor falling, the falling yellow springs, the green and twisting sun and moon, the sky falling dry, the chaos and the unseen, the heavenly dome is a long way away,..."

At the beginning of the Falling Immortal Record, Shi Lian naturally knew, but Toro seemed to know the whole scripture, his mouth hung like a river, without any pause.

Shi Mu's eyes lit up without disturbing her voice, silently remembering in her heart.

When the last word came out of the mouth of the cigarette, his eyes flashed with silver light, then his arms lifted, his fingers lit up a silver-colored light and flew into the suspended falling Sendai.

As soon as the silver light entered the Falling Sendai, the entire Falling Sendai immediately oscillated, and the golden dark print on the surface of the platform suddenly lit up.

Those seemingly obscure dark lines, at this moment uneven bumps on the surface of the stone table, outline a very strange pattern on the surface of the black brick.

At this moment, Falling Sendai Golden Magnificent.

Under the cover of this golden light, the tobacco is like a golden veil, glowing, supported by silver eyes and black demonic lotus between the eyebrows, before the truly touching young girl feels nothing, exudes an indescribable sense of majesty.

Around the underwater lake comes a series of "clicks” of bone collisions, with more than a thousand dead creatures lying on the ground.

Shi Lian's heart swept and his eyes swept away before falling again on the smoky halfway through the sky.

Changing the trick in Yanro's hand, another light shone into the falling Sendai, the original shaky falling Sendai immediately calmed down, the raised golden lines hidden back again.

A mouthful of smoke suddenly turned Sendai into a golden light. It flew into its mouth and disappeared.

Under the gaze of Ishima, the woman fell and stood in front of her, her eyes silver light gradually converged.

“Yanro, do you know this falling Sendai?” Ishima looked at the wonderful woman in front of her and finally couldn't bear to ask.

“Turns out this thing is called Fall Sendai.” Smallpox said, a mouth, a bunch of golden light flew into his hand and turned into a black brick again.

Shi Mu saw this, and suddenly got a little silent.

Yet before he could speak, Smallpox threw the black brick in his hand at Ishima.

Shimashi's consciousness reached out and caught him, looking at Smallpox with dismay.

“The material that shapes the altar, I will gather it for you, and in the meantime, you will keep it.” Smallpox said, not waiting for Ishima to reply, turning around and lifting his hand, his eyes once again raised with silver.

Wow, the sound came from all around.

Those more than a thousand skeletons lying on the ground brushed together and stood up and turned to walk away without saying a word.

……

Ten days later.

On the open space on the shore of the underwater lake, suddenly raised a white masked light column. Around the light column, a circle of fluctuations like the ripples of the lake in the air swung away in all directions, making this area appear a little blurred.

The white light column comes from a black stone altar several feet in diameter below and surrounds the altar with a circle of white bones.

Above the altar, the Falling Sendai is suspended in the middle of the sky, with a raised gold pattern, slowly spinning, emitting a golden light, covering a small area of the altar.

Shi Mu is standing in this area, surrounded by golden light.

His eyebrows moved for a moment and he turned to a silver armored figure not far away.

Tobacco just happened to look at it.

Four-eyed, silent.

“Ready?” Half a mile, Smallpoke broke the silence.

“Okay.” Stonegrass nodded.

He's in a bit of a complicated mood right now.

I followed Uncle Ju into the Dead Spirit interface. In rare ways, I bewitched Tobacco as a spiritual pet. As a result, this spiritual power improved faster than my own speed. Today, I suddenly condensed my flesh, and I am still a beautiful woman of a color.

This is incredible.

Throughout his time, he also tried to ask about the past of Smallpox, but at this moment, Smallpox would hold his head with both hands and reveal the colour of pain, even as he woke up, sending an awesome tsunami.

After being stunned again, Shi Mu gave up the idea of continuing to grasp the bottom line.

At the thought room, the silver flashes of the eyes of the cigarette fluttered, lifting with one hand, a silver light flashed towards the half-air falling immortal.

And when the silver light fell into the Sendai, the white light rising below the altar immediately rose, completely submerging the shape of the stone pasture.

When the white light converged, the stone pasture had disappeared.

Smallpoke eyes silver light converged, one-handed, half-air falling Sendai turned into a golden light, flew into its mouth, and disappeared.

She walked gently to the Blackstone Altar, reaching out and gently touching the edge of the altar, then turned around and looked into the underwater lake.

Tobacco's deep, empty eyes, like a distant gaze at the underwater lake, also like a gaze through the underwater lake, looking further afield.

A moment later, she closed her eyes slowly, and a silver stream lit up on her, and the invisible airflow fluctuated rapidly around her, causing her long dark hair to float slightly.

A moment later, she opened her eyes violently, and the whole festival of popularity climbed as the two silver lights came out with a real glance.

“Bang bang bang! ”

A series of huge explosions sounded and the otherwise calm underwater lake burst suddenly, with dozens of thick columns of water shaking straight into the hundreds of feet.

After the water column exploded, it turned into bloody rain and fell into the lake.

Smallpox still stood quietly by the lake and did not make any slight action, letting the bloody rain fall on his hands.

The bloody rain of the underwater lake turned into water, and the sky was lined with wires, and the fine and dense fall, but not a scratch fell on the tobacco, all separated by an invisible air barrier.

The invisible airflow next to the smoke gradually emerged as a solid, and a grey fog flowed around her, converging into a grey vortex of fog rolling over.

With his hands closed, his middle finger and thumb buttoned together, he pinched a verdict.

bang bang!

The speed of the grey whirlpool immediately accelerated, the entire 100 miles along the shore of the underwater lake, a time of wind and sand protrusion, many small strands of grey fog, tangled together in the middle of the air to form a thicker airflow.

These aircurrents, like a grey giant dragon, twisted and rolled over, converging towards the center of the vortex, turned into a grey fog tornado more than ten feet in diameter, helping to shake into the clouds in the sky.

Under this shock, the leaded cloud splits apart from the middle, creating a wide gap that reveals a dark, inky space inside.

Located in the center of the vortex, Yanro's face is cold, and the silver armor on his body shines a dazzling light.

At this time, she, like a fairy princess, was like a fairy for nine days. She was unparalleled in beauty, but she could overthrow herself, raise her hand and throw herself between her feet, but she also had an arrogant aura.

Tobacco's arms lifted, his fingers raised like swords, and a distant finger directed towards a mountain peak hundreds of miles away, and a glaring white light immediately burst from her fingertips.

The light just flashed suddenly and disappeared. The next moment, it suddenly broke through the whirlpool of grey fog and appeared instantly in front of the mountain.

After a loud rumbling sound, the high peak collapsed into a pile of rocks.

Tobacco retracted his arm and frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied.

She was about to strangle the trick, her hands drooling beside her and her eyes dropped again on the underwater lake.

Without the agitation of the tobacco, the excess grey fog tornado began to dissipate.

Meanwhile, more than a thousand skeleton soldiers around Lake Underwater gathered together in the middle of nowhere, forming a formation and kneeling halfway down.

At this moment, the half-face is again covered with silver-faced armor.

She looked at the skull soldiers and then gently touched the storage ring on her right index finger, and a crystalline skull appeared in front of her.

It is the skeleton of Wu-night.

Smallpox glanced at the skeleton and flipped his palms, adding some bright black powder to his hands.

She evenly sprinkled the black powder on her palms and painted an oval circle around the remains, wrapping the entire bones of Martial Night.

After doing all this, Toro's hands stamped, a silver ray of light burst out from the end of the period, condensing in front of him a light sphere like the Pearl of the Night, slowly sprinkled on the remains of Wu-night.

As silver light balls continue to fall into the skeleton of the remains, there is already some radiant bone that immediately emits dazzling light.

The orbit of the skeletal skull brightened with a glimmer of green light and instantly disappeared from the silver glow.

Yan Luo Xiu frowned slightly, after a little thought, a mouth, the falling Sendai flashed, floating beside her.

Yanro pinched a magic trick on his hand, his fingers fell from far away to the Sendai.

The golden dark print on the fallen immortal stage was bright, a gray fog slowly flowed out of it, condensed into a blurred face in the middle of the air, and scattered, again turned into a gray gas, like a serpent, turned into the skeleton of Wu-night.

The otherwise angry white bone suddenly trembled violently, twitching violently like a wounded living person.

At this point, the black powder scattered on the ground burst apart, turning into a cluster of black fog rising, forming a black fog ball that wrapped the entire skeleton in it.

Not knowing how long later, the black fog ball suddenly swept over and broke apart, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of it, falling in front of the smoke.

The black figure fell to the ground towards Yarobai, and was a skeleton warrior in black armor.

The samurai had a dark, dark knife in his hand, covered only his chest and limbs, and a black skull was exposed with a crystalline glow on its surface.

Yaro looked at the black-armored warrior in front of him and said coldly: "Remember, your name is Wu-night. ”