The Portal of Wonderland

As Peng Yue put it, he instantly changed the colour of Shi Lian and Toro at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, however, the black light flashed in the hands of the stone pastoralist. The red and blue light appeared at the same time. A golden scale appeared on the surface of the body. A layer of chaotic light, if any, appeared on the ruyi iron stick.

In an instant, he did almost everything he could.

Since it has been discovered, there is only a chance of survival if the battle is fought!

Peng Yue's strength is by no means comparable to the existence of the two holy classes he encountered before.

Almost at the same time as Ishima's hand, Toro had already been wrapped in white light, the light flashed in his hand, and there was an extra silver rifle wrapped around the body symbol. The breath climbed, suddenly rising to the peak of the sky.

Both have a powerful aura at the same time, and even the surrounding void trembles with it, causing visible ripples to emerge.

“Oh, I really underestimate you guys! Unfortunately, the strength between the sacred steps and the heavens is like heaven. Can't you wait to turn back!” Peng Yue's eyes glistened, his mouth sneered, his long sleeves brushed, and his figure disappeared.

Ishima's face changed and the red blue light flashed on her body, forming a pair of water flame wings, her eyes looking around quickly.

“Where are you looking? ”

A smile passed into Shi Mu's ear, behind him flashed emptiness, and Peng Yue's figure emerged. He bounced, striking a white light with a thick finger.

The white light was soft and without any hegemony, but the speed was incredible, as if to ignore the distance of space, just flashed behind the stone herd.

Shi Lian's face changed dramatically, his back was lit up with water and fire, and he turned around like lightning.

Although his speed was already extremely fast, he was still much slower than the white thunder. He had just turned around. He could only lift the ruyi iron stick and a large white light burst into flames. He hit the ruyi iron stick all at once.

loud sound!

Stone herding body tremor, such as thunder, broke the golden scales of both hands, such as the iron stick of the hand to fly out, the whole person instantly flew out, hit the main entrance of the hall again, but was immediately blocked by a layer of restraint, and fell on the ground.

“How is that possible!” He had an incredible look in his eyes, and a blind lightning bolt had such power!

Peng Yue's face showed a sense of ridicule, lifted with one hand, and was doing something.

At this moment, behind him, the figure of Yaro appeared, the silver war gun in his hand magnified, crossed a trajectory of shock and stabbed Peng Yue's head hard.

“Bang” loud sound! The white light flashes and dissipates.

Unknown when Peng Yue had turned around, a ray of electricity wrapped around his left hand, forming a lightning box, a gun that stood up against a silver war gun.

There was a glimmer of shock in the eye of the smoke, and at the same time, at the bottom of his foot, his body flew away quickly.

Peng Yue laughed coldly, his other arm waved, and suddenly dozens of white lights appeared on his hand, forming a large white thunderbolt grid that fell toward Toro's location.

The white grid was so fast that it caught up with the smoke in the blink of an eye and covered it.

Smokey's eyes glistened, a delicate sip, the white light of the guns in his hand amplified, flying across, a silver white gun appeared surrounded by density and numbness, and collided with the white grid.

loud rumbling sound!

The fireworks suddenly collapsed and the white grid stopped without a pause, continuing to cover the bottom, covering the smoke in an endless atmosphere.

Peng Yue shouted in a low voice, suddenly slapping at Yanro, and flew out several rough white lights!

The large white light flashed and quickly condensed into a huge, lightning-wrapped palm, slapping hard towards the smoke.

The entire population of Yamagata is covered in electricity grid. The entire population cannot move at all. At first sight, it will be hit by thunder and lightning.

It's not as simple as being hit by a thunderbolt!

At this moment, the figure of the stone herd emerged as the people beside the smoke rose.

He drank loudly, his body glowed with chaos and concentrated into a chaotic hand, greeting the half-empty thunderbolt giant palm.

Two giant palms collided, but there was no surprise.

At the moment of the collision, the chaos hands disintegrated into dozens of chaos chains and wrapped around the thunderbolts.

Large chaotic lights emerged, covering the giant palms of lightning.

The light flashed, the half-air chaotic light and the thunderbolt clap disappeared simultaneously, and an octagonal disc emerged, dripping and spinning.

In the disk, you can see a lightning palm.

Shi Lian looked pale and breathed heavily.

Though the thunder master was successfully sealed, the thunder master was too powerful, and the chaos power in his body was almost exhausted before sealing succeeded.

“It's a good idea to catch me, but that's it.” The people of Peng Yue flourished and appeared over them.

He single-handedly sanctified an ancient bronze clock.

Boom...

A loud bell rang, the ancient bell slightly shook, a large piece of bronze light appeared, condensed into an ancient clock shadow of several heights, covering the stone pasture and the tortoise.

Shi Lian's body was tight, his true qi powers were confined by an invisible force, he could not move at all and his face changed dramatically.

Tobacco seemed the same, with an incredible complexion.

Peng Yue slowly fell out of the air and quietly looked at the two people in the shadow of the ancient clock. He didn't do it for a moment.

“Your Highness is mighty. We are not as skilled as men. Kill us if you want! What are you looking at?” There was no fear on the stone pasture, he said arrogantly.

He has already marked the soul mark in the fallen Sendai of Yaro. The fallen Sendai is in Wu-night hands at this moment. If he dies a second time, even if the soul is scattered, there is a 50% chance to resurrect in another form in the interface of the dead spirit.

Yaro glanced at Ishima and did not speak.

Falling Sendai is the Pharaoh of Smallpox, and she naturally has a better chance of being resurrected in the Dead Spirit Interface.

“How can I afford to kill you?” Peng Yueku laughed.

Stone pasture and smoke rumored, complexion flashed.

“The two of you are strong enough to kill my disciple, my descendants, but there is no room for unrelenting.” Peng Yue said.

“What do you mean by that?” Ishima frowned and asked coldly.

Peng Yue smiled slightly, waved his hands, ten fingers staggered constantly changing, and suddenly a single method flashed into the ancient bronze clock.

The ancient bronze clock flashed a flash of light, and large pieces of bronze symbols flew out into the stone pasture and tobacco.

Shi Lian's face changed and only felt a cold energy poured into the inner spiritual sea, forming a bronze color light bulb and spinning rapidly in the spiritual sea.

With each turn, the light ball becomes smaller by a point, and after dozens of turns, the bronze light ball disappears as if it had never appeared.

Shi Mu Goddess searched back and forth in the Spiritual Sea, but found nothing unusual, but his heart was like a throat.

Next to it, the face of the tobacco is also a little hard to see, obviously the same.

At this time, Peng Yue single-handedly, a bronze ancient clock flew away from Shi Lian's head and fell into his hands.

The ancient clock fiction that surrounded both people also disappeared, and Shi Mudong felt that his true qi powers had returned to normal.

“What did you just do to us?” He asked in silence.

“Nothing. It's just a small measure of the district.” Peng Yue smiled softly, choosing in his eyes.

In the heart of Shi Lian, the Linghai emerged a ray of bronze light, and the Linghai was in severe pain, as if countless steel stabbing down.

The next moment, the bronze light dissipated and the tingling sensation in the Spiritual Sea disappeared.

Stone pasture's face is ugly, while quietly observing each other's attitude, on the other hand, God * * looked, repeatedly explored in the Spiritual Sea, but no trace of the bronze glow could be found.

“Your Excellency is resourceful, we are far from it, so say what you have to say.” He muttered for a moment.

“The sealing technique you just used is the Nine Spins of Qinglan Holy Land. It's a good practice. The other strength is even more powerful. What is the purpose of the two of you mixing into my dust section?” Peng Yue asked vigorously.

Ishima and Yaro looked at each other with a slight hesitation and said: “We are already your chopping board fish at this moment, we have to be honest, we invaded your section to enter the ruins of Kunlun. ”

“Sure enough, what happened in the dome before that could have anything to do with you?” There were two cold lights in Peng Yue's eyes and he looked at them.

“We know nothing about this and have nothing to do with it.” Stoneshepherd said.

Peng Yue glanced at them and nodded momentarily.

“You don't have the slightest sense of death, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with that. So, how about we make a deal?” He said.

“Deal?” asked Ishimura, slightly relaxed in his heart. Looks like the matter in the Xuan Dome Tower is kind of a mess.

“Nice. This seat will allow you to enter the ruins of Kunlun using my means of dust extraction, but after you enter it, you will find me a treasure. As long as you can bring this back to me, I will immediately lift your ban in the Spiritual Sea, and the previous events will be undone. How about that?” Peng Yue said.

“We're in your hands right now, I'm afraid not.” Stone pasture's eyes flashed and he opened his mouth.

“Talking to a smart guy is a hassle, that other guy. What do you say?” Peng Yue smiled faintly and looked at the smoke.

“Okay.” Spit a word in the mouth of the smoke.

“Well, then we're settled.” Peng Yue seemed happy and sat on his seat.

Ishima's face was a little ugly, but her mind turned.

At this moment, they are confined to people and exposed to identity. They can only listen to Peng Yue for the time being.

He turned around and glanced at the smoke, slightly nodding.

“By the way, what exactly is what you want us to look for?” Ishima's eyes flashed and she asked.