The Portal of Wonderland

Once Rin in Shi Mu's heart, he dared not hesitate any more. Turning around, he flapped his wings behind him and followed Toro towards the distance.

At this point, the two faced each other in the void, and suddenly a violent spatial fluctuation erupted.

“Boom”!

The pitch-black void in front of him was like collapse, suddenly falling, cracking open a pitch-black crack with a long stroke, rolling gray chaos power gushed out like a tide.

Almost at the same time, the surrounding loud and earful, dense and numb cracks appeared, varying in size and endless, until the end of the stars in sight.

All of a sudden, they couldn't stop because the speed was too fast, and the surrounding area was also surrounded by a crisis. At an emergency juncture, Smallpox raised his hand and shot out a silver light.

The silver light rose rapidly, turning into a silver brilliant light screen blocked in front of the two of them, as they both swept towards the pitch black crack.

The pitch black crack grew faster, the silver light screen supported a breath of kung fu, and under the erosion of the power of chaos melted like snow towards the sun, becoming a little silver debris, dissipating into the pitch black sky.

Without the silver screen shield, the trendy chaotic force and suction surged, sweeping toward the stone pasture and the tobacco body, the eyes swallowed them.

Smokey's face turned a little pale and his eyes flashed with a glimmer of panic that had never existed, but was then definitely replaced by a glimmer of certainty.

He suddenly lifted his right palm and pressed it against Shi Mu's shoulder, trying to push him away from this life-gray.

What she didn't expect, however, was that Shi Mu would move one step faster than she did.

Just listen to the "hooray” sound, behind the stone pasture suddenly spread a red and blue wings, a hot breath and a yin cold breath instantly blended to reach a certain balance.

The water and fire wings stretched out and immediately retracted, wrapping the tobacco in with himself.

Compared to Ishima, Yaro's body should finally be a little smaller. At this moment, he is held tightly in his arms by Ishima. His skin is close to each other, and his white cheeks fly at a pause without any obvious redness.

Ishima naturally can't wait to take into account the reaction of Toros at this moment, fully run the Nine Spins of Xuan Gong, and mobilize all the true qi around her, until the forces of Yin to Yang instantly merge in the body, turning into an impeccable force of gray chaos, flowing up toward the wings of the water fire.

But see its wings shine with black and white light, and a hint of light grey is constantly flowing on the wing surface, blocking those raging grey lights.

At that time, the collapsed crack had become enormous enough, with sudden black lighting, and the attraction from it had increased more than a hundred times.

The two men wrapped in the wings of the fire felt only an irresistible great attraction, and their bodies could not help but fall toward them and disappear into the crack.

Between the heavens and the earth, Ishima felt only a pinch of pain in her mind, and then lost consciousness.

Before he fell asleep, he seemed to subconsciously hold the cigarette tight and protect her in his arms.

……

What Ishima did not know was that he used all the power in the life-saving wool to summon the Holy Order power of the White Monkey Ancestors. The use of a flip stick in this otherwise unstable pumice sea had stirred the chaotic power that would have maintained a fragile balance, thus triggering this time the starry turbulence.

And what he didn't even know was that his stunning stick, like a stone thrown into the calm lake, instantly stirred up a thousand layers of waves, making the star turbulence like a chain reaction, erupting many times in this pumice sea, and then accidentally triggered a series of subsequent events.

Of course that's the last word.

Inside the main hall of the Floating City Fortress.

The two old men stand one by one at this moment.

The person standing face is clear , the figure is long. At this moment, he walks backwards and backwards with his hands. He has a slight restless look on his face. The other person is wearing a grey robe, his body is strong, and he sits beside him.

“Elder Qi, you said this Elder will not go out long ago or late, but will go out at this juncture! Now that the final battle is imminent, the Alliance is going up and down, and his resident elder has not personally come to the battlefield, are you not afraid to influence morale?” The elders suddenly stood still and said to the strong elders.

“Elder Wen, don't worry, Elder Mo may have something urgent to deal with. Luckily, only a few of us old men know about this. Those disciples don't know yet. Presbyterian children are suppressed today, so it shouldn't affect the big picture.” Elder Qi, a strong elder, spoke out loud.

“It is also true that 90% of the troops in these fortresses came out of the nest and should be able to expel the Dark Demons and rebuild the boundaries..." The elders are a little slow.

Before the end of the conversation, he felt a sudden shock on the ground and a lot of dust fell over his head, followed by a severe tremor throughout the hall.

They glanced at each other and shouted “Bad” in their hearts. The light on their bodies was bright and instantly rushed out of the main hall, floating over the fortress, surrounded by a light mask.

“Boong Lung Lung...”

A fierce collapse sounded, and the two elders of the Holy Land immediately looked in the direction of the camp hill and froze.

In the void above the cantonment hills, several pitch-black cracks emerged, and a light grey light continued to spill out of those cracks towards the bottom of the cantonment hills.

Each grey light flowed out, like a giant axe blade, chopped on the cantonment mountain, directly smashing the mountain stone into pieces, the "rala” ground rolled down from the mountain body and was inhaled directly into the crack by the invisible.

Few disciples were stationed in the camp mountains at this moment, mainly some of the injured left behind. After seeing this vision, all fled from their cave and flashed.

The disciple on the edge was okay and had a chance to escape, while the disciple in the vicinity of the fractures was not so lucky. When dozens of people could fly out of the cave, they were swept away by a gray light and could not even scream a scream, and his body broke apart.

Without waiting for the elders of the two holy classes to rush past, the void around them, and even the starry skies around them within sight, the pitch-black space cracks emerged, although most of them only slightly passed away, but this situation remained alarming.

……

Somewhere at the end of the pumice sea.

A piece of hexagonal light curtain pieces of approximately the size of a large, giant spherical curtain, suspended in the void, emitting some dim golden light.

If you look closely, you can see that somewhere in this spherical light screen, a large hole has already been broken, through which you can see that the center of the spherical light screen is a black swirl about the size of a hundred feet, slowly spinning, constantly filamentous black * * gas spills from it, making the surrounding area blurry.

Not far from this spherical light screen is a huge black floating island immersed in dark * * mist, situated in a weird tall tower building.

Those buildings are half-covered in heavy black * * air, and only a dozen tall towers stand out from the magic, which is a bit odd.

At this moment, in the sea of stars a few miles away, the sound of roaring, bursting, and killing is constantly in the ears, shaking heaven and earth!

The first to be reflected in the eye curtain are more than a hundred or large battleships of gold or silver. The light shines in the holes on both sides of the bow of each ship, and from time to time a golden light bursts out.

Opposite these huge ships is a black cloud of hundreds of feet, from time to time sprayed from which a black pillar bursts towards the giant ship.

The golden black flames overlap each other in the middle of the sky, colliding with each other, huge spiritual shocks are raging everywhere, and the surrounding floating meteorites are directly shattered into pieces and crushed into powder.

From time to time, there are several thick golden light columns that can penetrate directly through the black cloud and radiate from it, striking in the direction of the black floating island behind.

Whenever the golden light column reaches the outer periphery of the black floating island, the surface of the floating island immediately illuminates a ray of light and a spherical black light cover appears empty, enclosing the entire black floating island and blocking the golden light column from the outside.

“Boom” loud noise, another golden beam of light whistled.

It struck a black spherical shield on the periphery, suddenly bursting open, but failed to injure the black shield in any way.

At a time when warships and dark clouds were deadlocked, thousands of Dark Demon Powers and Alliance brothers, right in front of those huge dark clouds, were interacting with each other to kill each other.

At one time, the magic of the field rolled, the array of millimeters, the roaring voice kept on hearing, the sound of mourning could not bear to hear.

Here, more than a dozen two-headed, four-armed heavenly Dark Demon powerful people danced their magic instruments, with the illuminated Dao Dao magic light, surrounding more than a hundred brothers from the Dust Sect, and the electric light and magic continued to spin out a shout of mourning.

On that side, dozens of cloud-by-cloud swordsman warriors pinched their swords and manipulated the sword formation, killing a small group of Dark Demon warriors facing each other with a huge sword flood and throwing their armor away.

And in the star sea a hundred miles above the battlefield, more than a dozen shadows of up to ten fathers floated, all without exception, all with three heads and six arms, obviously all demons of the existence of the sacred steps.

Some of these dozen people have strange magic treasures in their hands, and some have strange magic tricks in their hands, striking a huge black * * flame in front of them.

These black * * flames come together like a giant black wall of magic flames of hundreds of feet, rowing mountains and falling into the sea, coming towards the Alliance.

On the Alliance's side, more than a dozen holy elders, remotely opposite them, shine brightly on their bodies, their robes without wind and drums, their feet staggered, arranged according to the formation law, standing in specific directions, each strangling their tricks, meditating on the magical spell.

As the chanting sounded, a strong aura burst from them.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen different colors of Spirit and Xia fog, sword and light sword shine, laying heavenly cover of lightning crystals pounding out, covering the sun towards the black wall of magic flame, passing by, within more than a dozen miles of the circle has been shocked more and more, creating a black space crack.