The Portal of Wonderland

Merry Christmas, “Daoists”!

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Five years later, the ruins of Kunlun, in the palace of Baoyu Palace.

Shi Mu closed his eyes and sat in the middle of the hall with a more powerful breath than before.

At this moment, a jade is gently suspended in front of its forehead, releasing a gentle light.

A moment later, the jade light gradually wandered away and fell from the sky.

Shi Mu opened his eyes and grabbed Jade Jane and put it away.

“The first part of the five turnstiles is fairly complete and should not interfere with cultivation.” Ishima frowned slightly, pondering for a moment, muttering to herself.

Then his palm waved again and took out another thing.

It is a black wooden square box, only inches in size, held in hand by stone pasture, and appears to be of considerable weight.

He opened the box lid "bar tap” and immediately lit a soft earthy yellow light from it, reflecting half the palace in light yellow.

Seeing as Ishima drooped his head, he saw that what was in the square box was an irregular octagonal stone, only the size of his fist, the body was yellow, and it was covered with dark golden lines.

The stone herd held octagonal stones in the palm of his hand and looked closely at them, seeing that the lines on them were completely integrated, without artificial carving marks, and seemed to be naturally formed.

“Evening earth, indeed, deserves the essence of the Mother Earth...” Feel its uploaded rich and pure earthly attribute spiritual power, Ishima cannot help but admire it.

After watching for a moment, Shi Lian no longer stayed, hands together, and held the Evening Soil in his hand.

His hands held the dollar in front of him, and a white light lit up above his left hand. A pure and hot flame rose to the ground and began to burn the evening earth.

As the flames of the sun continue to rise, the soil and yellow glow on the evening spiritual soil is becoming brighter and brighter. The burdensome stripes are no longer dark golden, but gradually turn to golden yellow.

A golden ray of light flows out of the evening earth like a liquid, climbing up the arms of the stone pasture and flowing all over his body along his skin.

The flow of gold liquid is not entirely irregular, but is distributed on the surface of the stone pasture according to a special law, which presents the same lines as the original lines on the Evening Spirit earth.

A moment later, the evening soil of Ishigami's palms had disappeared and had been completely transformed into a golden liquid, dispersed over its entire body.

Shi Liaoguchi remembered the five turning tricks, his hands were constantly stirring, and he transformed the subtle tricks. The golden lines all over him began to shine bright golden light, illuminating the entire palace.

A circle of circular fluctuations revolved around the stone pasture, passing out in all directions, a formation of faint vibrations on the ground, countless fine dust rising from the ground into countless tiny particles, as the fluctuations continued to tremble.

Under the stone pasture, a small crack began to appear on the hard green stone paved ground.

Just listen to a "click”.

Large traces of tortoise began to appear on the ground, spreading like a web, and a piece of turquoise floor was all broken apart and turned into a tiny piece of gravel.

Ishima's eyes were closed and the surrounding golden light continued to shake. At its upper left abdominal position, a group of earthy yellow light continued to gather, from which a lane pattern emerged.

Those stripes clustered in their spleen position and gradually emerged a small yellow dinghy.

Apart from the different colors, it looks exactly the same as the little blue tint on the liver, but the strong spiritual fluctuations of the array from it are earthly properties.

As soon as this little Ding emerged, a large tract of earthly attribute spiritual power converged from all directions to the naked eye.

Listen only to a "whoop” sound.

The crushed dust that just broke apart, as it was led by this power, converged around Shi Mu.

A slight burst of noise rang continuously, and a piece of crushed stone dust continued to fly, all attached to the stone pasture table.

Shortly thereafter, a light yellow dust coated Ishima's body.

As more and more gravel flies, the dust on the stone pasture grows thicker and darker, gradually solidifying, becoming like a layer of stone armor, wrapping up his entire body.

In the process of gathering the spiritual power of a large number of earthly attributes, the slab above the ground was broken down, and the rock deeper beneath it also burst, and the entire surface of the hall collapsed as if it had been heavily bombarded.

Stone herds and their identities, courtesy of spiritual power and magic, float in the air without much influence.

And as the degree of collapse widened, the entire hall also had to shake, appearing very unstable, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

At this moment, on the walls and pillar stones of the hall, a circle of symbols flashed, a layer of colorful light emerged, wrapped the entire hall, and the severe shaking slowed down.

At this moment, the whole body of the stone pasture has been completely covered by rock, only the human contour can be seen implicitly. Looking at it from a distance, it is like a broad triangular blue recalcitrant stone.

On the surface of that turquoise recalcitrant stone, the earth yellow light surrounded, constantly flashing, the surrounding turmoil gradually diminished, only a ray of earth attribute spirituality gathered from all sides.

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A day after a few years.

A planet where cloud-by-cloud swordsman and dust-by-party forces intersect, over a city pool, hundreds of dust-by-party disciples and cloud-by-cloud swordsman disciples kill each other, and from time to time some of the remaining waves fall into the city pool.

The purple light flashed on a big man from the late Dust Sect heaven, a giant dart-shaped Pharaoh flew out and hit into the cloud-by-cloud sword crowd. Immediately, two cloud-by-cloud swordsman disciples were cut in two, and blood splattered.

At this moment, six blue flying swords flew in, forming a rounded shield-shaped sword array, blocking the dart magic treasure, a yellow youth emerged after the swordman, emitting a powerful breath, and, of course, was repaired later in the heaven.

The big man with the beard and the young man with the yellow face collided, and the void flashed through a spark.

“Kill!” The two drank loudly at the same time, and their bodies flew out, fighting hard together.

A sword, electric light flies towards the surrounding area, from time to time a sword, or electric light falls in the lower city pool.

Most of the city is ordinary people, how these common brick-built pools resist attacks by practitioners, flames are lit all over the city, buildings collapse, people hold their heads and shout terrible screams.

But in the middle of the sky, neither the Dust Sect disciples nor the Cloud Swordsmiths ignore the death and survival of those below.

Both sides fought hard in the air for half a day, each injured more than half, consciously unable to defeat the other, retreating separately, leaving only a half-destructed city pool.

Over the past few years, the same images have appeared frequently in a number of three intersecting places, and the contradiction between the three star domains of Miyang Holy Land has increased.

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Twenty years later.

Azure Orchid Holy Land, the planet at the edge of the sphere of influence, East Sun.

At this moment, over a desert on the planet, hundreds of brothers are fighting each other, and the glow of darkness flickers, the sound of clarity and the sound of a long whistle.

The two warring parties, the Greenland disciple on the one hand and the Cloud-By-Cloud Swordsman faction on the other, on the other.

Green Orchid Holy Land and Cloud-By-Cloud Sword faction have the deepest revenge within Kunlun Ruins, and these years have also been the most intense exacerbation of contradictions. In this remote star area, water fires are almost unacceptable.

In front of the disciple of Azure Orchid Holy Land, a young man in white held a spear and slaughtered it. It was Zhao Xuan.

Decades later, his cultivation had reached the peak of the heavens, and he was about to enter the realm of the sacred steps.

His eyes burst out, his hands swallowed with long spears of gray light, and he emitted dozens of glows. Where he had said it, there was no enemy at all. In succession, several disciples of the heavenly cloud-by-sword faction were easily slaughtered by him.

“Zhao Xiao, don't be rash! ”

At this moment, a loud drink rang from the cloud-by-cloud swordsmanship, breaking the voices and chopping a dozen long swordmen into the sky, chopping Zhao Xuan.

“Come!"

Zhao Xiao's eyes flashed with light, drank loudly, and his hands greyed with long trite light. He greeted him up.

Boom Lung!

The gladiator swords collided and made a tremendous noise of the heavens and the earth, and then the pairs were shocked off.

Zhao Yan took a dozen steps backwards, which stabilized his body. He got a giant sword across the street and dissipated the figure of a young man. It was the cloud-by-cloud sword pie Mui Yi.

“Moe, you were lucky enough to escape in the ruins of Kunlun, today you must take your life and seek justice for the Green Lantern elite disciples who fell there!” Zhao Qiang waved the trident in his hand, drank it and sounded thunderous, spreading it far away.

Green disciples and cloud-by-cloud swordsmen who were killing each other heard this voice and both faces changed.

After so many years of the mysterious transformation of Kunlun's ruins, no one has actually mentioned it, but it is still a pain in the hearts of both parties. At this moment, Zhao Xiao mentioned it. The anger in his heart is all the rage, and the killing immediately elevated to a level.

“On that day, several of my swordfighters were killed by your own hands, and today I will honor them with your head!” Mu Yi's eyes were filled with anger, the long sword magic treasure in his hands was magnified, the whole person suddenly merged into one, the human sword was put into one, towards Zhao Xuan, the momentum was like a rainbow.

Zhao Xiao's eyes flashed with light, the corner of his mouth revealed a slight smile, but he immediately hid it, and the gray light of the war trident in his hand flourished and greeted him.

Both sides were extremely powerful, the gray swords interwoven, the void twisted and swayed within the dozens of lengths of the square circle, and the array of intense space fluctuations, countless fine space fractures fluctuated, no one dared to approach each other.

Zhao Xiao's hand was extremely spiritual and emitted an instant gray light of substance, which made it impossible to imagine the universe.

Pick, wipe, prick, cut!

All sorts of trident magic become divine, it is amazing to see, with the power of Xuan Gong, below the sacred order, it is almost impossible to have enemies.

As a cloud-by-cloud swordsman, Muyi built a shallow sword on the sword path. In the face of Zhao Xiao's aggressive offensive, a long sword magic treasure in his hand was like a spiritual serpent, illusioning a sword shadow, like a cloud in the sky, waves and waves of impact towards Zhao Xiao.

The sword grey light gradually covered the shadows of the two people. From the outside, there was no view of the inside, only a series of loud noises and roaring noises could be heard.