The Portal of Wonderland

Chapter 620 Attack

In the center of the stone chamber, it is certainly a rounded pool of about a dozen squares filled with blood, which emits a stinging smell of blood.

In addition, there are twenty or thirty dry bodies beside the blood pool, dressed in clothes, which appear to be members of the previously disappeared team.

In addition to the blood pool in the stone room, there is also a stone table of several sizes, engraved with a character, which seems to be a form of formation.

With more than a dozen pitch-black flags inserted on the array, there was still a little black light at this moment, which seemed to have just stopped working.

“Did the black cage just come out of this set of illusions...” Ishimura recalled the power of the black cage just outside, his eyes flashed.

He waved a blue light, hid a dozen banners, swept away his eyes, and also remembered the French script on the stone table.

The Purple Eyed Woman and the Middle-aged Han naturally saw the action of Ishima, except that the Dark Demon Soul Master was killed independently by Ishima, and the two of them naturally wouldn't say anything.

The three men then searched the stone room for a while, but did not find anything else suspicious. They gathered the bodies of the team members and left.

In the next time, people looked around the area again, confirmed that there were no other abnormalities, then left the area and informed the green man of the stronghold about what had happened.

The big green armored man was naturally very happy to know that the threat had been removed, giving the three teams a rest day.

Ishima reported on the mission and went into her own house, researching the black flag that had just been acquired.

Turning out to be a drummer for half a day, he found that the flag seemed to require magic in order to carry out the array, which made him unhappy.

Shi Lian sighed with some regret and found a wooden box to put away the black flag, then he picked out the ghost knife.

This knife, though damaged, still emits a powerful knife and is an absolutely magical weapon.

Ishima's eyes moved and waved out the Ruyi Iron Stick.

By the way, after advancing to the advanced heavenly realm, ordinary martial artists can begin to cultivate their magical treasures in the form of Dan Fire.

Unfortunately, as soon as he advanced to the heavens, he was summoned back to the past, and the matter was delayed.

Fortunately, he relied on the strength of others to cooperate with Ruyi Iron Stick to cope with the situation temporarily, but the matter of Fabao should also begin to be considered.

Shi Mu's eyes flashed and shook his head, putting away the ghost knife and Ruyi Iron Stick.

He sat down on his knees, holding a spiritual stone in each hand, and began to restore the true qi of his loss.

After a day's rest, the patrolling mission continued.

However, Shi Mu's fame has gradually spread in the stronghold, where many people have changed their attitudes towards him.

These things didn't bother me very much, time gradually passed, ten months passed, and the Stone Herding Squad returned to Floating City.

……

Six months later.

A Silver Moon warship travels slowly in the sea of pumice, and all Alliance disciples guarding it are ready to fight the Black Demons who may strike.

Ishima looks sober, leads his squad members in a row, stands on the starboard side of the battleship, his eyes constantly sweeping in the surrounding meteorite debris.

“Captain Shi, are we being too cautious? This area is in the rear of the front, so you won't encounter the Dark Demon Clan.” Guo said.

“This transport task is important and must not be taken lightly. I fear there will be chaos if the many spirit stones on board and the spiritual materials to repair the ship do not arrive at those positions on time.” Ishimaki's gaze is still staring at the meteorite in front of him, "he said.

Guo Shenggang just wanted to say something, he saw Shi Lian's eyebrows wrinkled and his body lit up.

“Attention, we have a situation!” Ishima drank aloud.

His voice had just fallen, and a giant meteorite behind-the-scenes magic surged, and a large black cloud floated out.

The fog poured through the clouds, and a thick red light column emerged from the clouds * * * and struck against the Silver Moon Battleship, colliding sharply with the protective light curtain on the periphery of the battleship.

When only a loud bang was heard, the hull rocked violently.

Everyone on the ship also struck with the deflection of the hull.

“Enemy attack, prepare to strike! ”

Silverlight flows over the Silver Moon Battleship, and from its bow position, at the top of a sharp metal cylinder, a silver-colored glow emerges from it * * * *.

Seeing the silver light was like a giant silver spear, coming out of the front end of the battleship and instantly rushing into the cloud.

In the dark clouds, suddenly a huge cave was penetrated, from which several shouting sounds were heard.

Immediately afterwards, more than a hundred tall shadows of the Dark Demons emerged from the fog and attacked the Silver Moon warship.

“Out of the ship against the enemy, keep the demons away from the ship!” By order of Shi Lian, the fire rose and two broad wings stirred, suddenly rushing out of the battleship towards a black demon.

Guo Shenhe and Yuan-jing followed closely, and his body lit up, rushing out of the battleship to greet the Dark Demons.

Shi Lian raised herself and the flame poured on her hand, waving her fist up.

A giant flaming fist emerged empty-handed and rushed towards a leading Dark Demon.

The Black Demon was wearing a black armor, with a protruding angle between his head and his right shoulder. His face was covered with armor and his face could not be seen clearly.

He held a black battle knife in his hand, waved it violently, and a black curved moon * * * * blackened out, colliding with the flame fist shadow.

Seeing Mars in the middle of the sky, the black moon turned into more than a dozen blade shadows at the moment of encountering the flame fist shadow, cut the flame fist shadow into pieces, and the remaining half swept towards the stone pasture.

At this moment, Ishima had already shaken Ruyi Iron Stick tightly in her hand, and suddenly the illusion turned into a heavy black stick wall.

The sound of the clatter was loud, the stick shadow surface flashed and extinguished, and the knife shadow broke apart.

At this moment Kung Fu, the dark fog poured on the Dark Demons, rapidly attacking the side of the stone pasture.

With a black stick in his hand, Shi Lian danced twice and his figure * * * * came out, greeting the Dark Demons up.

On the other side of the battleship, a teenager with a high body figure lit up and flew into the pumice in front of him.

Seeing his toes gently, he stood on a rounded meteorite fragment with no wind drumming in his black robe. A powerful spiritual fluctuation emanated from his body, but it was the young man in black who belonged to Qinglan Holy Land, the same as Ishima.

His eyes were waveless and he could not see any emotional fluctuations, and his pupils were like two cloudy depths, chaotic and without a hint of glow.

Ancient hands held on both sides of the skull, fingertips tapped slightly on the temple, then retracted hands and quickly strangled in front of them.

Along with a complicated trick, the spiritual power on the ancient body quickly surged, in the original dark eyes, suddenly two grey white fogs, the fog was as thin as a light smoke at first glance, but for a moment, it accumulated very heavy.

Seeing the two grey white fog constantly floating, gradually penetrated his pupils, turned into substance, diffused in the field.

A black demon was supposed to hold a long black gun and push forward, looking into the chest of an Alliance Brother, a faint fog burst into his nose, his eyes suddenly became obsessed, as if a white mist had been created in his pupils, becoming untrue.

And the monk, who almost died at his hands, immediately returned and pounded, wrapped a golden light and waved out, blowing the black demon's belly out a big hole.

On the other hand, a black demon was rushing forward, behind him, his companion, his eyes suddenly turned grey and white, and the black battle axe in his hand cut him in half, top-down.

Only moments later, six Dark Demons died in the hands of their fellow countrymen.

Finally, a leader of the Black Demon clan in heaven discovered the difference between the scenes and saw the ancient standing on the meteorite.

Only to see the magic floating around him, the demonic pattern around his neck suddenly lit up with a golden light, a roar in his mouth, the whole person suddenly fell to the ground and his body rose rapidly.

Along with the sound in the neck of the Black Demon clan, his upper and lower bones cracked, his skin began to crack, a thorny white bone like a sword trite burst out of the rupture of the skin and turned into a giant white bone porcupine.

The leader of the Black Demon clan, transformed into a white bone porcupine, his eyes red, his hooves empty, and he rushed towards the ancient world.

Ancient sight had no intention of evading, fingertips gently, a thick grey-white mist poured in along the nostrils of the white bone porcupine.

The white bone porcupine had the same color of blood in its eyes, but with a slight lag, it rushed again at an alarming rate.

“Closing one's own consciousness and relying entirely on killing instincts is a way out of my ‘chaotic eye' control.” Ancient toes soared into the air, talking to themselves.

The white bone porcupine was not too fast, but it was incredibly powerful. It burst into the meteorite and struck the meteorite in pieces.

He missed a blow, his mouth howled, his body shined brightly, behind hundreds of white bone spurs protruding outside the body, immediately like a white spear, coming out of his back * * * *.

He saw the white bone spur flashing in cold light, pulling a bursting sound in the air and suddenly shooting in front of the ancient body.

Guzheng suddenly stunned, apparently unexpected that the white bone porcupine was not fast enough to shoot such a quick white bone spur.

Immediately afterwards, it closed its right eye, while in the left eye, the grey light suddenly brightened, and the inner grey fog turned like a whirlpool.

With the emergence of this scene, in the space before it, a sudden wave emerged, a black vortex visible to the naked eye appearing empty-handed.

The hundreds of white bone pricks like arrow rain, shot into the black vortex as many times as possible, and after flashing, they all disappeared.

The next moment, Guzheng's left eye closed slowly, and his right eye suddenly opened again, with something flashing.

A black vortex emerges out of thin air, creating a strange fluctuation in the space in front of the white bone porcupine.

Hundreds of white bone pricks emerged from the loud sound of "chi chi” and instantly struck over his body.

“Nails...”

A golden stone clash sounded, the white bone porcupine suddenly broke open several mouths from which the thick blood poured out.

Without waiting for any further action, the swirl that floated in front of him suddenly widened, like a pitch-black bloody mouth, swallowed it up all at once, and there was no breath of him in the air.

The whirlpool slowly disappeared as Ancient opened his left eye.