The Portal of Wonderland

“Boom, boom, boom.”

Yet another few purple lights fell, the blast sounded, and several purple flags broke apart.

The purple mist on the golden light suddenly floated around, unable to agglomerate, and the newly broken ruler with a small mouth gradually healed.

“What's going on? ”

Everyone on the stone platform was angry and watched.

Not far from here, in the middle of the sky, a dark shadow of darkness is rising.

“Guardian puppet, ready to fight!” Zhao Xiao frowned and drank aloud.

The people on the stone table had just sacrificed Fabao, and in the middle of the air, dozens of purple lights and dozens of spears of flame fell towards them.

One time, half-air spiritual light appeared, and the halos of all colors fluctuated!

Immediately afterwards, dozens of three-winged Lion Eagle puppets danced down from the air and fell towards the crowds on the stone platform.

On three Lion Eagle puppets, riding dozens of Golden Armor fighters, he waved a Golden Knife in his hand and chopped it down against everyone on the stone platform.

“It's all puppets from the late heavens!” A Dust Sect disciple shouted.

Three Lion Eagle puppets have just fallen, the blood mouth on the three heads is wide at the same time, violet electricity, flames and wind blades erupt simultaneously, assembling dozens of three-tall three-color tornadoes, crossed and interwoven against each other.

Together, several disciples from Dust Sect worked together, and the magic flashed in their hands, forming a purple electric wall about ten lengths high, blocking them towards a three-coloured tornado.

“Bang" sound.

Three-color tornadoes hit purple electric walls heavily, tearing them apart instantly and madly.

The purple electric wall sounded, and the electric light blocked the three-color tornado.

At this point, from the other side of the purple electric wall, another tri-colored tornado swept up, corresponding to the previous tornado, frantically pulled each other apart and tore the purple wall to pieces.

A disciple from Dust Sect could not retreat in time, and was immediately pulled in by two tornadoes, and raw grinding squeezed into a beach of crushed meat.

“Knife Formation!” The cloud-by-cloud Young Master provoked a long blue sword to behead a golden-armored soldier and drank aloud.

Listen to the disciple of Yunjian Fencing, immediately form a group of three people, based on “Heaven and Earth Man”, and form several three-talented sword arrays.

Formed by three people, this sword array arches against each other when dispersed and is powerful when hit together, it is a basic sword array that is both defensive and equipped.

As soon as the Sword Array formed, it broke three tornadoes in a row and defeated several Lion Eagle puppets back.

However, these cloud-by-cloud disciples are not happy when even several Golden Armor fighters jump from the backs of three Lion Eagle puppets, completely ignoring the Sword Array attack, and stick one into the Sword Array, killing or seriously injuring the disciple in the middle position at the cost of crushing his body.

The disciple among them is at the core of the Three-Talent Sword Formation, which will be broken as soon as it loses its power.

“No way! How do these unwise puppets know how to break the line?” Don't be stingy, the Quartet True Thunder Formation of the Dust Sect disciples is also frustrated.

The situation of the Black Demons was similarly not optimistic. Their magic attacks had limited impact on the puppets. They had lost some of their advantage in the war and were still forced to step back even though they were strong.

The law of formation was ineffective and the puppets were overpowered, all of them passive, one by one expelled from the vicinity of the golden junction.

Zhao Yuanzheng vertically chopped down, his blazing white light, directly struck a golden warrior with a knife into two segments.

His eyes sparkled, his eyes swept down and down on the battlefield, and a purple shadow suddenly appeared in his curtains.

“Hmm, so it is!” Zhao Xiangkou said coldly.

Go ahead, his figure is blurred, flashing continuously on the stone platform, straight toward the three Lion Eagle puppets, the position leaning the most against the inside of the past.

“Die! ”

Zhao Xiangkou drank loudly, and the black and white light flashed over the long trite in his hand, suddenly stabbing it in front of him.

Ziling sat halfway on the back of the three Lion Eagle Puppets with his eyes closed.

She felt a strong spiritual attack and immediately opened her eyes. In shock, she shot a purple ray in front of her, but her body flied out toward the rear.

At the same time, the three puppets beneath them were raised and a three-coloured tornado swept out immediately.

“Bang” echoed, the three-colored tornado and purple ray, immediately breaking apart before Zhao Xiao's trident tip.

Zhao Xiao snorted coldly and waved a long trite in his hand, again deceiving himself and fighting Ziling in a place.

Without the command and control of Ziling, the forces of the Golden Armor fighters and the Puppet Beasts immediately dropped and could no longer accurately destroy the Falun Front laid down by all forces. Under the attack of the Quartet disciples, they quickly defeated.

Don't hesitate to regret and Shiloh also found the problem, ordering their respective teams to continue massacring the puppets, themselves moving from left to right side surrounding the past, with Zhao Xiao, surrounding the purple diamond in the center.

Ziling was surrounded by three people in the center, with a tender face but no fear of the divine color, but with a cynical look towards them.

“What's the matter, Brother Zhao, isn't this your disciple of Qinglan Holy Land?” Don't be stingy and ask Zhao Xiao.

“Who the hell are you? How can you drive a guardian puppet here?” Zhao Xiangguang stared at Ziling and asked coldly.

Without answering his words, Ziling's gaze collapsed on the stone platform, spinning on the shattering puppet, gradually revealing a certain resolute color.

“Humph, shameless rats, chickens honking dog thieves, even dare to think about treasures in the fairy palace. With me here, you're not going to step into the Palace of the Moon, and I'm going to let you bury Kunlun together.” Ziling said with a cold smile.

Say it, with purple symbols appearing on its cheeks and arms, and purple light shining on the trunks of its limbs, reflecting the skin almost transparently.

Its spiritual fluctuations are intense and extremely unstable, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

“No, she's burning jade and stone!” Zhao Xiao frowned and screamed. When he backed away first, he drove away.

Don't be stingy and Shiloh also reacted extremely quickly, quickly retreating back, directly outside the stone platform.

And the people on the stone table couldn't react for a moment, and none of them retreated.

“Go to hell!” Ziling said that the purple light on her body was so bright that her eyes would burst open.

However, at this point, a soft white light transmitted down from the sky and covered the purple diamond, quickly soothing her already extremely unstable spiritual fluctuations.

Ziling looked up into the air, the person bathed in soft white light, his face appeared excited, trembling: “Master...”

A giant white lotus blossom emerged as the white light gleamed there, and the smokerow was standing on top dressed in a water blue palace.

His head was slightly brushed with black silk, fixed behind his head with a white jade chai, his face poured over the country, his nose rose, his cherry lips slightly opened, like a fine carving, he could not find a flaw.

Its top belt flips, corners fly, and under the reflective lining of the white flower, like a fairy of the ninth day, reveals a dusty temperament that no ordinary person would ever have.

Almost everyone on the stone table forgot to move and looked up at the smoke.

“Treasure blossoms… Saint Joe…” Shiloh revealed a complex complexity, whispering in his mouth.

More than a dozen other Black Demons heard the story and their faces changed dramatically.

“Saint Joe? Do you still respect me as your ancestor?” Tobacco's eyes were calm, swept away from those people and asked without any emotion.

“Saint… Saint Joe forgives…”

The Black Demons suddenly trembled and shouted in their mouths, falling to the ground in worship.

“You wait, we'll talk later.” Just say the word of Tobacco, the method in your hand pinched, the light flashed in the void in front of you, and a seven-color tree appeared in his hand empty-handed.

“Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree!” Xiaoshro whispered softly.

Zhao Xiao's eyes flashed a bright glint and stared at the tree.

Tobacco held the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree in its hand and waved it at will. The top of the tree immediately illuminated a seven-colored light.

On the ground beneath the Dark Demons, suddenly a huge seven-piece lotus blossomed and wrapped it all in.

Then the colored lotus light flashed and disappeared with the Black Demons.

“This is the Holy Step Powerhouse! ”

Among the crowd, suddenly someone shouted.

The disciples of the three great sacred sites felt the fluctuations emanating from the tobacco, and suddenly panicked, and the noise on the stone platform suddenly made a scene.

I don't know who started it and fled under the stone table. Apart from Zhao Yan and a few others, the disciples of the three great holy places jumped off the stone table and the Kura Dynasty fled everywhere.

Smokey eyebrows lifted slightly, swept around at those people, his body glowed with seven colors, one hand moving in the void, and suddenly a three-layer loop restraint array appeared over Bao Moon Palace.

Only a white light was cast down from the formation and reflected on all the disciples of the Holy Land.

The moment they were lit by white light, they were evaporated and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Until after everyone had disappeared, the Tobacco raised its hand before releasing, revealing a hint of weariness on its face.

His eyes turned and he looked towards Ziling, waving gently at him.

……

In the ruins of Kunlun, in an unknown space.

Above the altar floor, suddenly a white light appeared, a circle of French characters appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow emerged from the Pharaoh, exactly the disciples who had just disappeared from the three great holy places.

Immediately after Zhao Ying appeared, the black and white light lit up on the long trite in his hand, blocking him from appearing.

His body turned slightly and looked around and found all of them, seemingly on a huge circular altar surrounded by a pitch-black void, invisible.

Around the altar, eight white jade stone columns engraved with demonic flowers are erected, directly connected into the black lacquered void above, can not see how high.

“Where is this…? ”

Some people in the crowd asked that the voice was a little trembling and fearful.

Nowadays, naturally, no one will answer him, and everyone is alert and ready for the guardian puppet that may appear at any moment.