The Portal of Wonderland

“You!”

Peng Yue revealed his anger and looked at Simon Snow and sighed.

Shi Mu also took a surprising look at Simon Snow.

Simon Xueqiao sipped a sigh of wine, and the golden blade in his hand was golden and glorious. He swept forward, hallucinating a large sword and stabbed Peng Yue in the sky.

Shi Lian did not expect Simon Xue to face Peng Yue, his heart was also delighted, and he drank loudly, his hands as if the iron rod was a golden glow, sweeping a thousand armies, as if the iron rod was turned into a brilliant gold shadow, sweeping towards Peng Yue.

Peng Yue looked iron blue, lightning flipped out a green charm, affixed to the wound between his waist, the blood from the wound immediately stopped.

At the same time, he read words, a white light emitted, and fell on the top of his head of a small bronze ring.

Buzz

A big bronze clock fiction appeared around his body and covered it inside.

Boom! Boom!

The shadow of the bronze clock was heavily bombarded over the shadow of the bronze clock, and loud noises were made. The bronze clock and Peng Yue were submerged in the shadow of the swordman stick.

The shadow of the stone herd slowly dropped and the face was not slightly cheerful, but rather a little heavy.

The golden light of the sword slowly dissipated, revealing the big bronze clock shadow inside, even without any damage.

In the shadow of the ancient clock, Peng Yue's face has returned to normal at this moment, and the wound between his waist has disappeared, only a light scar can be seen.

Ishima's face sank and Simon Snow's face didn't look very good either.

“All right, all right! Simon Xue, as an elite disciple of the Dust Sect for me, you actually helped outsiders to attack the old man. Looks like the old man has one more life in his hands today!” Peng Yue glanced at Simon Snow and said coldly.

Siemens snorted coldly, ignored at all, read words in her mouth, the golden blade flashed and flew over her head.

But when I saw his hands rubbing, the golden blade suddenly burst with golden light, bursting with a thundering sword.

Immediately afterwards, a “pounding” sound was made. Siemens snowflake around the golden flash room, four huge golden weird blade fiction emerged, each with more than ten lengths, a golden symbol wrapped around the surface, a golden arc wrapped around, hissing.

“Chop!”

Simon Xueqiao sipped and waved his hand.

Four strange blade fictional shadows flew out, instantly crossed the void, carrying the power of Wanjun, severely slashed on the ancient clock fictional shadow around Peng Yue's body.

The shadow of the ancient clock suddenly shook, violently swayed for a moment, rolling up as if it were a surface of water.

Peng Yue's heart slightly sprained, but the four strange blade fiction also broke apart, relieving him.

But at this moment, a series of thunderbolts came out of the side, and Peng Yue turned his head and his pupils shrunk.

A golden shadow emerged as the iron stick danced wildly in the hands of a stone pastor, while white energy emerged and swept away.

The stick and shadow blend together quickly to form a huge golden tornado column, a large black cloud emerged in the middle of the sky, a large coarse golden electric serpent rolled in the cloud, a burst of thunderbolts, and the void trembled violently.

“World Limitless! ”

This style of heavenly and earth infinity stick, he applied at this moment, more than ten times more powerful than before, half-air black clouds covered dozens of miles.

“Go!”

In the hand of Shi Lian, the iron stick fingered, and a large gold thunder burst down in the middle of the sky, like a giant gold dragon, heavily struck the ancient clock fiction around Peng Yue.

loud rumbling sound!

The ancient clock shadow shivered violently and the bronze glow sparkled.

Peng Yue's face changed and waved a ruling. The ancient bronze clock on his head lit up, and the ancient clock fiction around him stabilized.

However, without waiting for him to breathe a sigh of relief, the black cloud rolled in the middle of the sky, and another large gold thunderbolt fell, severely struck the ancient clock fiction with thunderbolt.

The ancient clock shadowed violently.

The sound went down and another heavy thunder struck.

Immediately afterwards, one large gold thunder fell, continuously splitting on the ancient clock fictional shadow, causing the ancient clock fictional shadow to tremble violently.

Peng Yue's hands closely surrounded by the ancient clock fiction, the real Qi bee injected into the fiction, trying to secure the surrounding fiction shield.

But the continuous fall of a rough thunderbolt caused the ancient clock phantom shadow tremor to become more intense, the light flickering quickly diminished, after being struck dozens of times in a row, finally collapsed.

“How is that possible!” Peng Yue's eyes flashed an incredible flash.

He could never imagine two late generations of heaven breaking his defense.

Ishima glanced and read words in her mouth, and suddenly waved the iron stick in her hand.

Half-air black cloud golden lightning flashed, dozens of rough golden lights fell at the same time, striking towards Peng Yue.

After all, Peng Yue existed in the middle of the holy order. Although he was not in panic, he sprayed a mouthful of blood and fell on the bronze ancient clock on top of his head.

The ancient bronze clock shines brightly, instantly increasing tens of times, the surface circles the symbols flying fast, emitting a circle of spiritual light, blocking the top of the head.

Boom, boom!

Dozens of golden lightning bolted over the ancient bronze clock, causing it to tremble violently, “clicking” and a crack appeared on it.

Peng Yue's eyes finally flashed with horror. But this ancient bronze clock is not a low-grade treasure he once found in an ancient monument. Even if it exists in the same order, it can't be easily broken. Today it will be damaged here!

The golden thunder waves were wide, and the golden dragon boat that Peng Yue parked nearby was hit by a golden ray afterwave, and the "bang” broke.

Without waiting for him to do anything, the person in front of him appeared as a figure of stone herding.

The white flame of the iron stick rolled over in his hand, and the golden and white colors intersect with each other, giving off an unknown and frightening smell.

Shi Mu drank loudly, and the burning Ruyi Iron Stick hit the bronze ancient clock hard.

“Fierce tiger out of the hole! ”

A loud sound of metal crossing, Peng Yue, along with the ancient bronze clock, flew out and was beaten dozens of feet away.

The cracks on the ancient bronze clock quickly broke apart, banging and breaking apart.

Pu!

Peng Yue's mouth sprayed a small mouthful of blood and his face was full of incredible divinity.

“Impossible!” He shouted.

Less than a hundred years ago, he faced the man in front of him, and another more powerful woman, who could easily capture them and play with their applause without spending much effort raising their hands and throwing their feet.

However, after decades of kung fu, the district itself faced this person again, it actually fell into the downwind, and even pressed the bottom of the box to make a sacrifice, not against the other party.

“I didn't want to get involved with you, but since you came to the door yourself, I wouldn't mind.” Shi Mu faintly said, the iron stick in his hand illusioned a shadow of a stick, the tide came.

On the other side of Peng Yue, there are people, Simon snow emerges, white light on his body, words in his mouth, the surrounding cold air, countless white snow flowers emerge.

Ice flashed in the snowflakes and countless large ice cones emerged, then suddenly shook, striking towards Peng Yue and sending a sharp burst of ears.

Peng Yue suddenly took a deep breath and his face suddenly calmed down. He took a hand mark in front of him with his hands crossed.

The sound of thunder and thunder, a large white arc appeared around Peng Yue, emitting punctual electric light, the naked eye had a tingling feeling in the past.

An arc wrapped around Peng Yue, making him look like a thunder god.

Peng Yue's hands flattened out and a large white arc ejected from his palm, clustering into two white lightning walls on his left and right sides.

Sticks and ice cones, each bombarded a minewall.

Shi Lian's face changed and his palms became numb. The stick of Ruyi Iron Stick seemed to strike a sturdy steel wall and dissipate.

More than that, a thunder and lightning force followed Ruyi Iron Stick and passed to him, causing him to become numb for a while.

His face changed, his feet slightly, his body reflexed, and he landed more than a dozen husbands.

Simon Snow, like him, drifted back and pale.

“Humph! You two stinking, untidy people want to kill me, too. Dream on!” Peng Yue laughed coldly, and the white lightning once again thrived, and a lightning bolt clustered behind him into a giant thunderbolt.

This shadow bird's head, wearing a large robe, a dragon snake electric light wrapped around it, white light gathered into a small white man, jumped on this shadow.

The eyes of the birdhead shadow are calm and endless with endless thunderbolts and horrific lightning fluctuations.

At a glance at the figure, Shi Lian immediately felt a feeling of being struck by an electric light and his face changed.

Peng Yue's pale complexion clearly condensed this thunderbolt fiction consumed most of his true qi.

He took a deep breath, his eyes glistened and his hands struck a verdict.

The thunderbolt film turned to look at the stone pasture, the light in his eyes amplified, two large white thunderbolts flew out, agglomerated the two square thunderbolt symbols, rapidly called towards the stone pasture, as if the god who controlled the heavenly thunderbolt, fiercely covered the thunderbolt seal.

Stone pasture's face changed dramatically, only in time to lay Ruyi Iron Stick in front of him, and the white thunderprint exploded.

A white thunderprint was printed on the Ruyi Iron Stick, and another white thunderprint penetrated Shepherd's defense and struck him in the chest.

Stone herd's body shook, his body slipped a few steps backwards to stabilize, the iron stick in his hand took off his hand and flew out, the tiger's mouth collapsed and blood flowed.

But another thunder print was printed on his chest, like a mud cow entering the sea and vanishing into thin air.

“What's going on!” Not only was Shi Mu's heart surprised, but Peng Yue's face changed.

At this moment, a seven-colored radiance suddenly appeared in front of Shi Lian's chest.

Ishima's face changed, and the thunderprint just hit the seven-color symbol left by the smoky on his chest.

Seven colored lights flashed, the next moment a white light radiated from inside, it was the white thunder mark, rapidly hit Peng Yue's chest.

Peng Yue's chest did not have seven colored symbols. He was immediately punched through a large hole, his mouth sprayed with blood, his eyes filled with unbelievable colors, and the bird-headed lightning fiction behind him suddenly dissipated.