The Portal of Wonderland

”" Brother Zhao, we... "he turned to Zhao Huan.

Zhao Yan glanced at the yellow cloud whirlpool over his head. Although the heavenly armies outside were still attacking, the space channel slowly expanded and quickly stabilized. His eyes flashed bright and seemed determined.

“Want to seal the passage? Humph, there will be a fairy here, delusional!” The view of the South Palace snorted coldly and flew out into the shape of the Elder and others.

However, he had just flew out, a large red gold flame suddenly coming from the side, emitting a strong fire attribute smell, past which the void melted as easily as a wax.

The changing face of the South Palace, so flaming, also threatened him.

He pointed out that a large glacial god flew out and withstood the red gold flame.

However, due to this delay, the two figures appeared in front of him, blocking his way, Hershey Zhao and Grandmother Jin Feng.

Zhao Yan has a red gold feather fan in his hand at this moment. The fan bone seems to be made of a red red bone, with nine gold feathers on the fan bone. I don't know what kind of creature it is, but it gives a noble aura.

Numerous tiny red symbols emerge from the plume fan, which is, of course, the principle of fire that comes with the plume fan itself.

“Never!” Zhao Xiao sighed.

Granny Kim Phoenix did not say a word, but countless gold flames rolled out, and the red cane in her hand emitted a golden flame tongue, rising more than a dozen tall, obviously also intending to do everything possible to stop each other.

The view of the South Palace was cold with one hand and one finger.

“Ice Tide! ”

Chi chi chi chi!

Five white chills immediately flew out, then burst into a white tide that covered the sky and swept towards Zhao Xuan.

Millions of white ice creams, ice arrows blend in the cold tide, emitting extremely cold breaths and hidden in the glamorous light.

Zhao Yan shouted loudly, and the nine feathers on the red gold feather fan in his hand opened as many times as possible, spraying a large red gold flame.

He waved a fan and countless red gold flames erupted, forming a sea of red gold and blocking the ice before the cold tide.

Grandma Jin Feng's crutches waved and countless golden flames erupted. Heran was the Golden Flame of Xuan, along with Zhao Yan's Red Golden Fire Sea, to death to withstand the attack of the icy cold tide, so as not to let him jump one step over the mineral pool.

Almost at the same time, the person beside Lu Zhong flashed, and Di Yan's figure appeared.

“Brother Lu, let me help you! ”

Di Yan's blue light flashed and a big dark blue flag rose.

The flag pole is all blue and blue. I don't know what kind of material it is made of. It emits intense and thick blue light. I don't know what fabric the flag is made of. It is embroidered in an endless ocean.

Gently swinging down, countless blue lights poured out on the flag and would fight towards Viluxian.

Vilu's arms swung, his body flashed a flash of light, and a crude demon flew out again.

Unlike the pitch-black magic just now, the magic is bone-white and makes a clicking bone impact sound.

He waved a finger and the white * * air rolled out, blocking Dihiko's blue flag.

“Careful, this is the skeletal magic of the Nine Dead Circles of Magic Gong. It's poisonous. Just a little bit of contamination, even you and I, all the bones will melt!” Lu Zhong smiled with gratitude to Di Yan, then made a reminder.

Diyan nodded and blew a wave of blue light all over his body, protecting himself with rigour.

It was clearly not the first time that the two had joined forces, flying out like running water in a single attack, and the winds and torrential rain covered General Vilu.

Viluxian will wave his hands, change his magic, or attack or defend, catching as many of Dihiko's attacks as possible.

He looked proud and didn't seem to see the Pantortoises like the sorcerers.

Other gods will try to stop them, but they will be enthralled by the madness of the Panda Turtle Army without sacrifice, dying to stop them, and can only watch those magicians fly beneath the giant yellow vortex.

The magicians immediately dispersed and presented the Nine Palaces pattern.

The white-haired old man, headed by the head, stood in the middle, reading words in his mouth, waved with one hand, a large yellow flare flew out, dozens of flags, towards the Yellow Cloud Swirl.

Other matrix masters also glow individually in their mouths.

……

Beyond the Wushu Star, the sound of rumbling continues.

More than a hundred warships of the Heavenly Army have reduced their siege several times, including more than half a dozen warships, sometime surrounding the perimeter of that crash on the yellow nebula.

Above the battleship, the armored warlord is standing, a look is clear, just wait for the passage to stabilize, and kill into Wushu star with a drum.

At this point, the figure of Ishima also swept rapidly from afar.

Miles away from the fleet, its figure suddenly became blurred, silently approaching the battleship, and stopped at a seemingly less eye-catching hiding place.

The golden light in his eyes converged, brows slightly raised.

Although he had made several speculations about the tensions and possible scenarios in the area prior to his arrival and was prepared to respond accordingly, the distant sight of heavenly armies outside the Wuxite Star, as well as the anomalies in the yellow nebula, still exceeded his expectations.

He did not act suddenly and suddenly flashed in his eyes after a moment of reflection in situ.

He read words in his mouth, his hands strangled, his body was suddenly blue light, a light water screen emerged, quickly covered his whole body, shielded his original breath and re-emitted a spiritual and sharp breath.

He took a deep breath, the skeleton in his body emitted a "clicking” sound, the whole body increased several times, the contour of his face expanded outward, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the wide-faced man he had just met.

Ishima lowered her head and nodded with satisfaction, then retrieved a golden robe and put it on.

After reaching for the collar, his face was glowing, and then his figure appeared in mid-air, swinging in the direction of the fleet.

Fly to the fleet and the stone pasture falls straight towards one of the battleships.

Originally, the people on the battleship gathered their eyes on the Yellow Cloud Vortex. At this moment, they saw the stone pasture fall and looked at it again.

One of the middle-aged men, wearing a purple coat of war, came running over and bowed to Shi Pastor and said: "See General Daru, will Vilu Xian send you to visit the situation around Wushu Star, how did you get back? ”

Shi Mu had not previously searched the man with the broad face of the gown, and did not dare to answer casually at this moment. He simply replied with a faint reply: "Everything is as usual there. I am returning to report. Where will Vilu Xian now be? ”

“General Viluxian and others have entered the Battle Rock Star, and we are waiting here for orders.” The middle-aged man in the purple robe replied.

Shi Mu simply nodded casually and stopped talking, walking behind the bridge with his hands behind his back.

……

The fierce battle within Wushitsu is continuing!

Despite the great power of Heavenly Court, after all, there are limited people entering through the Great Battle Gap at this moment. With the advantage of the number of people, the Panda Turtles divided into several squadrons, barely forming a stalemate with each other, to buy time for the Elder of Heavenly Machinery and other matriarchs.

Minutes and seconds go by, the funnel-shaped yellow cloud vortex is applied jointly by Elders of Heavenly Machinery and others, the rotation gradually condenses and rapidly subsides at the visible speed of the naked eye.

Everyone, including Lu Xuanzhong, was at ease.

Yet mutations occur at a time when everyone thinks the situation is gradually stabilizing!

Elder of the heavenly machine who was reading words, his body was stiff, and the spell in his mouth stopped, replacing it with a string of dull sounds.

“Puchi”

His chest suddenly burst out with a black blade of paint and blood splattered.

In the void behind it, a black figure emerged slowly, looking exactly like Vilu Xian, holding a dark black, three-foot wide back ghost knife.

A terrible screaming wolf howl suddenly came out of the ghost knife, and a strange black light emerged from the knife, emitting a strange swallowing power.

Elder of Heavenly Machinery's body dries at a visible speed.

Black Viluxian waves his arm and the Black Ghost Knife backwards up.

The dry corpse of the old man was split in half and fell towards the bottom, and the soul didn't fly out. I wonder if it was sucked in by that strange ghost knife.

The people who fought hard below saw the scene, their faces changed dramatically and stood still for a while.

If only the space passage could be stabilized, or by activating the Patriarchal Formation, the future heavenly people would be caught in a jar, anything would be against their wishes.

“Devil's spirit incarnate!” The spectacle passed in the eyes of the South Palace, muttering to himself.

Lu Zhong's face was extremely ugly, staring at General Vilu Xian in front of him, temporarily stopped the attack.

“Humph, stupid! Now that I'm in, how can I let you seal the tunnel again?” Viluxian said coldly, and did not take the opportunity to fight back.

Di Yan's expression was also very ugly. He swept Lu Zhong's glance and stopped wanting to talk.

The black Viluxian moved his arms and a large blacklight burst out on the ghost knife, blanketing them towards the masters of the Order Formation and submerging them as much as possible.

After a few breaths, the black light dissipated and a dozen dead bodies fell from the sky.

Boom! Boom!

The half-sky Yellow Cloud Vortex emitted a loud noise, and the space passage was finally completely solid, from where a Taoist shadow flew in and into Wushu Star.

Tianfeng and other people of the three ethnic groups have changed their faces so much that many people begin to show horror on their faces.

“Don't be discouraged, we still have the advantage at this moment. If Heavenly People are allowed to come in, I will only die today, and there is a chance of survival after a fight!” Lu Zhong shouted, and the yellow axe glow in his hand magnified into a shadow of more than ten husbands in size, which will be cut off towards Vilu Xian.

Di Yan hesitated, but suddenly waved the blue flag, and countless blue water thunderbolts of grinding disc size emerged, converging into a huge stream of water thunderbolts, to be fought towards Vilu Xian.

Hearing the roar of Lu Xuanzhong, the people of the three tribes suddenly regained some confidence and again fought with the people of Heaven.