The Portal of Wonderland

The stone herd swayed and landed next to the holy dragon.

The aura of the Holy Dragon has become weaker and weaker, and it is not far from death.

“White Monkey Herald, don't be proud. When your true self comes, it will be your time of death!” Difficult threatening words in the mouth of the Holy Step Dragon.

“Okay, I'll wait for you!” Shi Mu said, his arm swinging.

Ruyi Iron Stick turned into a gold shadow and hit the head of the Golden Dragon hard.

The dragon's skull burst into bloody rain.

But at this moment, the two groups of head size golden light flew out of it, each with a small shadow of dragon, the two spirits of the golden dragon, towards the distance.

The pupils of Ishima shrunk and the wings of the water flame moved behind her. The whole person disappeared instantly, and the next moment appeared in front of the golden light group.

He had a golden light, seven giant totem shadows behind him, seven snakes beside him, and a prototype drum bag.

Seven Totem Snake Shadows flew out and bit in a golden light group.

In the golden glow, the golden dragon face appeared frightened, struggled desperately to escape.

However, its own power, far from being an opponent of the seven Totem Snake Shadows of Ishima, was soon torn apart and devoured by the seven Snake Shadows in blink of an eye.

Shi Mu eyes closed, the power of totem in the body greatly increased, and the whole body was magnified by gold light.

The seven snakes behind him trembled, and a moment later, a new giant golden snake shadow appeared in that prototype drum bag.

This golden snake shadow is incredibly thick and is one lap larger than the other seven.

Shi Liam felt the power of a huge totem in his body, his mind moved and the power of totem spread all over his body.

A gleaming golden light emanated from him, revealing a fine golden dragon scale.

A tremendous fluctuation of power erupted from the stone pasture, infinitely approaching the sacred steps, and the void around it fluctuated as if it were a surface of water.

Shi Mu felt the strength in her body and was delighted in her heart.

With his strength at this moment, combined with the Nine Spin Xuan Gong, the Ruyi Iron Stick with the Stick Sheath can be a real battle even in the face of the early existence of the Holy Order.

His mind moved and the power of the boiling totem slowly faded away, freeing the totem from transformation.

The presence of Ozu was a surprise to him. Although he came to the ruins of Kunlun for other purposes, his whereabouts were likely to be known by some means as a result of this.

Killing Ozu's three identities, I'm afraid the next time we have to face it, it could be Ozu's real dignity.

“I don't know how strong this Ozumoto is...”

When I think about it, I get a headache when I think about it.

His eyes swept at the headless corpse for a moment, waved at it, and the light of the two golden war guns flashed, and was incorporated into the storage ring.

The battle was quite quiet, and it was not too far away from Zicui Pavilion. Shi Muzhen moved and waved two fireballs at the headless corpse.

A "whoop” on the headless corpse burst into flames.

After a glance, Shi Mu turned around and continued to rush forward.

Half a day later, in a mountainous forest of rich vegetation and ancient trees.

Sitting beneath a giant tree held together by three people, Shi Pastoral knee closed his eyes, his hands pinched, surrounded by a luminous green light.

Just see the position of its right upper abdomen, just a green light is shining, and the body surface shows a small blue dinghy pattern.

The thick wooden essence of the surrounding forests is gathering from all sides towards the bluebird on the stomach of the stone pasture.

Little green dings are getting brighter and brighter, and the wounds on the stone pasture are covered with a layer of green light, becoming like wood.

A moment later, Ishima opened her eyes and two fine lights burst out of it.

In front of the previous silver tower, he inadvertently triggered a restraint, causing unprovoked provocation to a large number of guardian puppets, even the presence of sacred steps, which made his heart horrified and he had to rush to escape.

However, during the escape, due to space cracks, the speed was limited and a number of attacks and minor injuries were sustained.

Fortunately, all the damage he had accumulated in the previous battle has been restored to its full potential through the strength of the wooden force and a break.

Shi Mu stood up and stretched his body for a moment. He took a big step and rushed to the depths of the mountain forest.

The mountain forest was so vast that he walked in it for more than two hours that he could not see another palace building.

It suddenly felt a strong spiritual fluctuation coming forward just as it was going to re-search in a different direction.

“This feeling… is the source!” Shi Mu's eyes lit up with light and walked a little at his feet. He immediately rushed over there.

After a distance between the woods, Stoneshepherd discovered that the surrounding trees gradually became thinner, and not far from them, a white road emerged with a broad gaze.

The bushes along the road are filled with a wide variety of fine stone carvings that look quite neat and show no signs of destruction.

Seeing this, Ishima frowned slightly and began to slow down, and her body lit up with blue light, turning into an invisible water curtain that wrapped her body.

After the breath was covered, he did not go directly along that road, but flashed into the woods beside him.

After a small half-circle, Shi Mu stopped behind a giant, three-foot square ink pine tree.

In front of the ink pine tree lies an empty mountain forest clearing with a circular three-story altar at the centre of the clearing.

Ishimaki glanced over and saw that the altar was about 67 tall, occupying no more than a dozen lengths, and the body was made of jade stone building in Hanbai, engraved with all kinds of ancient characters.

In its central position, there is a gentle yellow light shining from which the pure soil attribute spirituality emanates.

On all sides of the altar, there is a white road connected by a tall white jade building.

Shi Mu glanced over and saw the white jade stairs near his side, engraving the “Zhenkuntan” three ancient large letters.

At this moment, there are three figures in Zhenkun Tang, excited to talk.

Among them, the first person had long eartips and protruding fangs. He was a demonic man, wearing a Greenland disciple costume, and his breath was not weak, reaching the late heavens.

“Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu, we have worked so hard to break the seal here. There is an undesirable treasure of its origin hidden here.” The demonic man looked excited and said.

“And thanks to Brother Tao, you're sensitive. This evening the earth is called the ‘Goddess of the Goddess', but it is the ultimate treasure, and now our brothers and sisters can make a lot of money.” An obese middle-aged man stared dead at the yellow light in the altar and said.

“Brother Zhu, ask for something for your brother. I have a special use for this item. For all the treasures on my brother, you and your brother can choose two pieces each, as long as you can cut this evening earth to love me.” The Tao demon man said sincerely.

“This…”

Zhu's middle-aged man's face revealed a slight discomfort. He cast his eyes on another skinny, black, hard-haired, short man.

The person did not speak, neither agreed nor disagreed, and seemed to be caught in a dilemma.

“Three!” The Tao demon man bites his teeth and says so.

The other two slipped slightly, but no one spoke, apparently still unable to make a decision.

The Tao demon man could not impress the two people when he saw such a retreat, and his eyes turned to those two gradually.

At this moment, the forest suddenly sounded a laugh, a figure emerged from the ancient tree and said, “Hahaha, since you two are so difficult, I don't know how to choose, why don't you give this to my brother for safekeeping? ”

“Zhao Xiao!” On the altar, the three of them spoke simultaneously.

The person who spoke just now has an elegant face. It is Zhao Xiao.

Outside of Lish, hiding in the dark, Ishima was also shocked, and her heart flashed with a bitter smile.

I didn't expect to meet him here on a narrow road. He and Zhao Yan really don't get together!

“Tao Sheng, is it possible that your Xuan Gong has been turned around? In such a hurry to get the Evening Land, if those two don't agree to give it to you, you're going to rob the killer?” Zhao Yueyuang asked the demon man.

The other two people on the altar obviously did not know about Tao Sheng's Kung Fu and listened to Zhao Yu's words, they all looked surprised and looked warily at the demonic man.

“Zhao Xiao, you are not there to provoke divorce. Everyone knows that you are an ancestor of the white monkeys. It is precisely the Nine Spins of Xuan Gong that you cultivate. You're just saying this right now, trying to differentiate us, trying to grab the original thing.” Tao Sheng drank loudly.

After listening to the other two, they looked slightly slower and looked away at Zhao Xiao.

“Hmm, is a character like yours worth my splitting? Kill them all together.” Zhao Xiao snorted coldly and said with disdain.

“Zhao Xiao, you bully too much! ”

“Together! ”

The three men on the altar listened to this speech and were furious. At the same time, the light on their bodies lit up. In their hands, their respective engines flew out of Fabao and flew down, surrounding the Zhao Xiao regiment in the center.

“Well done.” Zhao Xiangkou drank loudly, his palms flipped, and a silver trident appeared in his hand.

When he took a step forward, the long trite swept round, and a blazing light cut a circle around him like a vagrant dragon, impinging all around him.

The three men immediately held up the blade block in their hands.

However, at this point, the skin suddenly flipped over Zhao's forehead, revealing a vertical eye from which a white light was emitted.

As soon as the white light appeared, Tao Sheng's face revealed a slight color of vigilance. A flame of incandescent white light immediately lit up on her body. At the bottom of her foot, she stepped back and drove away.

Ishima, though not too close, did see it, and saw the white filament wrapped around Tao Sheng, burned by incandescent flames, quickly smashed open.

The other two are less fortunate.

The obese middle-aged man, with a wide-edged knife in his hand, was set in place as soon as it was erected.

Before he could escape, Zhao Yu penetrated his chest with a trident. Under the ablation of a flame from one side to the other, he instantly turned into ash.

And the little man, who had dark hair, could barely escape from one arm and was entwined by the power of the Yin, turning his eyes into an ice sculpture.