The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mu waited for a moment in the palace, listening to the “squeak” of the palace door pushed open, a white sword crossed and swept in.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the middle-aged man holding a silver sword in his white hand and his figure flashed like a ghost.

His eyes swept around the palace, filled with alert colors.

But moments later, those colors of caution turned into colors of doubt.

“Sister Qu, the boy is not in the palace, didn't he already flee outside?” Guan Bai shouted loudly.

His voice had just fallen, and just behind the cylinder not far in front of him, a blue ray of water suddenly lit up, shaking like a ripple.

The next moment, the stone herding shadow suddenly flew out of the invisible water curtain, the white light flashed over the right fist and hit it hard towards Guan Bai.

Guan Bai shocked, the long sword in his hand hurriedly waved, forming heavy silver sword shadow, brilliant silver light woven into a sword net, blocked in front of him.

At the same time, his body flashed silver and a piece of silver armor emerged, wrapped around the symbol, protecting his chest and abdomen.

The attack by Ishima did not stagnate at all, and the white light in his hand doubled.

loud bang.

The moment the silverlight sword mesh touches the white light, it is a distortion and immediately breaks apart.

Ishima's right fist did not pause at all and hit the white chest.

It seems to be a long scene, but it only happens between flint flints!

Qu Xin even had time to answer the question in the future, and saw the palace door burst into pieces. Closed white body fell out like a broken sack.

When he saw the broken armor on his white chest and the coke hollow, he shouted.

“This is... Nine Revolutions, who the hell are you! ”

“If you want to chase me to death, you can't blame me.” Shi Mu said, walking out of the palace.

Seeing his strength beat his own level-headed Guan Bai tragically died, Qu Xin's face was slightly white, his toes slightly backwards a few steps, the trick in his hand quickly strangled.

The sky on the stone pasture suddenly darkened, and a large cloud of red-hot fire floated to it, sending the sound of rolling thunder.

Listening only to Qu Xin's scolding, behind him a little glow flew into the fire cloud, and a large flaming meteorite fell down in the cloud.

Stone herd took a step forward, waved with one hand, blue crystal dancing out, suddenly a large amount of water blue light.

A huge, slightly curved wall of water passed over the top of the stone pasture and protected it underneath.

“Boom, boom, boom.”

A tremendous roar sounded.

Dozens of flaming boulders fell on the water wall, as if they had fallen into the deep sea, and after splashing the vast waterflowers of the lane, they were silent.

A moment later, all the flame meteorites settled. Apart from the coverage of the water wall, there was no good place around the stone pasture, and the short hall behind it had long collapsed into ruins.

Shi Lian's eyebrows picked, blue crystal dancing in his hand, that huge water wall rolled out and smashed towards Qixin.

Qu Xin's hands kept squeezing in front of her, and a red circular copper mirror emerged from the void.

When Ishima glanced over, she saw that the copper mirror had a head size and was engraved with a flame pattern, which seemed like a magical treasure.

Listen only to a "whoo” sound.

A huge red flame burst out of a circular copper mirror, forming a huge firewall in mid-air, colliding with the stone pasture's water wall.

As soon as the water fires met, there was an immediate noise of "bamboo” in the air, and a large piece of white fog evaporated.

Ishima's eyes stirred and suddenly a black light lit above her left hand. A hint of white cold air suddenly appeared and poured into the water wall.

In the middle of the sky, the sound of "click” is loud.

Blue water walls suddenly formed solid ice, and the temperature dropped sharply at the intersection of the firewalls, quickly extinguishing.

loud rumbling sound.

The huge ice wall overwhelmed the flame, smashing the ground into a huge, round pit.

Countless pieces of ice crystal scattered around, and Qixin's figure sandwiched in and flied out.

As soon as he landed, his figure had not yet stabilized, a green sword blade pierced him from his chest.

“Pfft” softly.

The Blue Pluto sword came out of a hole in its body and flew back into the hands of the stone herder in a flash.

Ishimaki glanced twice at the bodies of the two men, waved a wave, and the two storage rings landed in his palm.

Later, he picked up the silver sword and the red bronze mirror on the ground and had no time to examine them. Then he waved to summon the two fireballs and burned the body, turning towards the back of the palace.

An hour later, Zhao Xiao, with two other Green Lan disciples, also arrived near the Low Dwarf Palace.

They wanted to go straight by, but Zhao Xiao's eyebrows suddenly stopped.

“Brother Zhao, what's wrong?” Behind him, a red-haired demonic man asked.

Zhao Xiao did not speak, single-fingered forehead, the vertical line in the center of the forehead eyebrow suddenly opened, revealing a silver-light masked vertical, sweeping down.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the open ground at the entrance to the palace, his pupils shrunk sharply and a glimmer of killing machine appeared in his eyes.

……

Two days later, somewhere in Kunlun Ruins.

The figure of Ishima emerged from the opening of the rear wall of a broken palace, walking a distance forward and parked in front of a huge purple fog wall.

Over the past two days, he has walked unbroken through the ruins and has continuously changed direction.

Though he has still not been able to reach Smallpox, the guardian puppet along the way can be completely ignored with the help of the colorful spiritual print on his chest. Just pay attention to the restraint along the way. As he goes deeper, some palace buildings along the way have also found a number of ancient traces of battle, allowing him to search for some ruins of the magic treasure.

However, the seven-colored light from the seven-colored spiritual print on the chest grew darker and darker over time, which made him realize that the object was originally time-sensitive.

However, it is estimated that Zhao Xiao and others should no longer be able to catch up with themselves unless they have any other means.

Ishima looked up at the purple fog wall that shrugged into the sky and frowned slightly.

The fog seemed to be nothing special, but the power of one's own consciousness was a little deeper, and it would be bounced back.

He sighed slightly, his wrist flipped, and the red copper mirror he had obtained appeared immediately.

As the stone grazing method strangled, the flame pattern on the bronze mirror lit up, a red flame immediately burst out and hit the purple fog wall.

“Huh” sound.

A purple mist suddenly burst out and swallowed up the flame. Almost instantly, the flame was broken up and completely disappeared.

Stone herding eyebrows tightened, his eyes along the purple fog wall, looking to the left and right sides, saw the fog wall spread all the way to the end of the field of view, but did not see an entrance.

He stopped hesitating, lifted his footsteps and walked along the purple fog wall to the right.

The walk was a small half-day, and just as Ishima was almost determined to return, a huge White Jade Palace finally appeared within his sight.

Before coming, Ishima saw that the White Jade Palace was more than ten feet tall, most of it hidden in purple fog, revealing an empty door hole with no purple fog inside but a slight bright light coming out of it.

The golden light rose in Ishima's eyes, and she glanced inside the door cave, and saw that there was no forbidden array, so she took a giant step and walked into the door cave.

Dark painted inside the door hole, with only a hint of light at the end, he walked carefully towards the light.

At this point, Shi Mu suddenly felt the flowers in front of him and saw that the light in front of him seemed to rise very rapidly.

He immediately woke up, his body lit up brightly, a flake of gold flared out, and the fresh-blue armor covered his body.

Just listen to the "bang” sound of boredom.

A reddish-red flame solidly formed a fire spear, which was shot against the chest of the stone herd.

Large pieces of Mars sputtered up, and the light swayed and fluctuated over the manicure, trying to remove that huge layer of force.

However, without waiting for the armor to completely ablate the power of the spear, a purple flash was lit up inside the door hole.

A group of head-sized purple bulbs “snapped” and came out of the door hole, hitting straight into the position where the spear had just been fired.

loud bang.

That group of violet electricity burst in front of Shi Mu's chest, large pieces of blue light broke apart, dozens of golden scales rose and fell off, and his nails and totem golden scales burst at the same time.

A groan appeared in the mouth of the stone pasture, the whole man flew out of the palace, his chest clothes turned to ashes, revealing a large area of skin and blood.

Immediately thereafter, however, the wound sparkled with blue light, and a lane of wood lines appeared on it, like a green bark. The original wound suddenly healed at a visible velocity to the naked eye.

As soon as the shape of the stone herd landed, a carp rolled over and climbed up, hiding some numbness in the limbs.

At that moment, a puppet beast with three lion heads was coming out of the door hole.

Its height exceeds three lengths and its body is bright and radiant, its breath reaches the late rear of the heavens and looks very powerful.

Ishima gazed and sighed softly in her heart. The seven-color spiritual prints on her chest now seem unable to emit the seven-color spiritual light that led the puppet here to retreat from the three houses.

Between thoughts, the chest area is covered again with golden scales and jellyfish, and the white light on the right fist is hidden.

At this point, the puppet beast had burst out the door hole, a large mouth in the head, a red fire spear burst out and fired towards the stone pasture.

Shi Mu's right fist swung violently, a blazing white fist shadow flew out and hit the spear.

Just listen to the bang.

Large portions of Mars scattered, and the spear broke into pieces.

But immediately afterwards, a purple bulb hit him again.

At the tip of the stone pasture, step back a few lengths, flip your wrist, and hold the Ruyi Iron Stick in your hand.

The long stick in his hand pushed forward and hit him hard on the bulb.

“Boom” sound.

The purple bulb burst open and a lot of electricity overflowed.

Immediately thereafter, the light shined in the hands of the stone pastoralist, and a white flame flashed up immediately, wrapping the entire iron rod in a flash.

His figure moved forward and made a huge leap, bringing out a white light shadow from the long stick in his hand, leaning against the mountain and falling towards three lion-headed puppets.