The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mu saw a big joy, quickly took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled out the cork, and looked at the gray-black smoke in the circle.

"嗖".

A group of black liquid sprinkled from the mouth of the bottle and flew into the gray-black smoke and disappeared.

The gray-black smoke, which had been slowly flowing, immediately slammed into a roaring sound after the black liquid was immersed, and rotated under the guidance of a certain force to form a gray-black whirlpool of a certain size.

A large piece of gray-black smoke escaped from the vortex and spread toward the four sides. Soon the entire array was covered with a layer of gray-black smoke.

Shi Mu's face was solemn, his eyes were round and round, and his mouth sang a spell of sorrow. He suddenly pointed out.

A black light flew out of the fingertips and disappeared into the gray-black whirlpool.

"砰砰" a series of crisp sounds came.

The pieces of Lingshi originally embedded in the array were almost simultaneously broken.

"噼啪"!

An arm black and black arc emerged in the center of the gray-black vortex, and after a while, another thunder disappeared.

The whole stone house could not help but tremble.

Then, the octagonal ray of the horns was extinguished, and the gray-black whirlpool in the center of the squad suddenly disappeared. Instead, it was a vague and thin figure, and a smog that had not yet been scattered wrapped around it, as if it were long and lingering. I can't see it at all.

Shi Mu stood up and stared at the figure.

But the next moment, he remembered something again, and quickly grabbed the black iron knife that had been put aside, and the other hand took a plaque from his arms.

As a result, the vague figure was standing still in the motion, and there was no slightest move.

Shi Mu sees this, his heart is slightly loose.

The gray-black smoke gradually dissipated, and the figure gradually became clear.

It is a gray-white human figure that is slightly shorter than himself. It is standing in the center of the circle, and in two eye sockets, it burns two green flames. Slightly flashing.

Shi Mu looked at the shackles that were close at hand, and felt the seal of the spirit that he had planted in the other side, indicating that it was the one that was selected at the interface of the Necromancer, and his heart was slightly delighted.

However, he looked up and down a few more times. Can not help but secretly surprised.

This cockroach seems to be a little different from the impression.

He remembered that when he planted the mark in the world of the dead, the cockroaches were ruined, and even one arm was missing.

Now the opposite of this cockroach, not only the arms are complete, the bones that make up the body are also less broken. Even the body bones have been darkened a bit.

Just as Shi Mu looked at the cockroach in front of him, this cockroach raised his head, and the two burning eye sockets faced Shi Mu, and he seemed to be looking at the man in front of him.

Shi Mu waited for a while, seeing this 骷髅 did not attack himself at all, after a slight sigh of relief, slowly said:

"What is your name, can you understand what I said?"

He is still motionless and has no reaction to Shi Mu’s words.

Shi Mu saw this, his brow slightly wrinkled.

It seems that I have spent so much to summon the embarrassment. Not only is there no energy, but the intelligence is also quite low.

Suddenly, he suddenly gave up the feeling of mutual sympathy for the uncle who had exhausted his savings and summoned the colorful parrot.

You can talk with you, but you can't even understand people.

Shi Muzheng was in the middle of his thoughts, and the green fire in his eyes twitched, and he slowly turned his head.

Shi Mu first was a glimpse, and then he was overjoyed and said:

"Go two steps forward."

In the blink of an eye, the green flame flashed twice. After a while, it seemed that I understood the meaning of Shi Mu's discourse. Wobbled and stepped forward, two steps forward.

"This reaction ... is too slow!" Shi Mu sees this, some speechless.

"Sit down," he tried again.

He shook his head and sat down on the ground after a while. The sound of skeletal friction is revealed.

Shi Mu’s face finally showed a hint of satisfaction.

Although this embarrassment is somewhat dull, there is still an honest advantage. You must know that he has not yet set a real slave contract.

"Listen, I summoned you here. From then on, I am your master. Now you have to set up a summoning deed in your body, you don't need to resist." Shi Mubian secretly guards against violent wounds, while Go over and say slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the green fire flickered, and there was no abnormality.

Shi Mu brows a wrinkle, then relieved.

It is estimated that this passage is too long. Although I have deliberately slowed down the speed of speech, I am afraid that this kind of wisdom is still incomprehensible.

He also had no patience and too much explanation. He stretched his hand and held down his skull. The words in his mouth were filled with words.

Suddenly, the black light came out from his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the green flame faded twice, and the body did not move. The black light from the palm of the hand of Shimu penetrated into its skull and turned into a black rune.

Shi Mu's glimpse of the gods also merged with the soul of the soul with the contract law, and quickly separated from each other.

Because the cockroaches did not resist at all, the process was exceptionally smooth.

Shi Mu’s face was loose, and it was really safe to take back his arm.

With the completion of the deed of the law, this awkward moment is really his spiritual favor.

Next, Shi Mu let 骷髅 arbitrarily move and attack himself a few times. Although the results were expected, the heart was still somewhat disappointed.

This kind of awkwardness does not seem to have any special ability, but the attack speed is faster, and the strength is only similar to that of the general quenching body.

"Forget it, you should go back first. If necessary, I will summon you to come over. In addition, when you appear, the smog is like a smog, and then you will call you a cigarette." Shimu didn't feel this cockroach. What kind of use is there, and finally sighed and said.

The spirit of the two had a legal relationship, and it seemed that the understanding of Shi Mu’s words became faster and he nodded quickly.

Maintaining the spirit of the aliens in this world needs to consume the spiritual power of the summoner. Shi Mu has already consumed a lot of arranging the rituals before. After this exchange and casting, the gods are very exhausted.

As he waved his hand, his mind was moving, and a gray-black smoke appeared around him, and his figure gradually disappeared into the fog.

"Be careful, don't be killed in the dead world." Before the figure disappeared, I heard the last voice of Shi Mu.

......

At the foot of a tall mountain peak at the interface of the dead spirit, a group of gray-black smoke emerged. After a while, a gray-white cockroach emerged from the inside, which was the smog that had just been summoned by Shimu.

It stood still and didn't move, it seemed a bit stunned.

The green eyes of the smoky eyes are flashing, and a black rune emerges from the looming fire of the soul. It has a trace of connection with a distant place. A faint but cool energy is passed from the rune. Make it feel very comfortable, and the mind seems to be more flexible than before.

Yan Luo stayed in the same place for a while, looked around and walked toward the distance.

I don't know if it is due to the black rune in the fire of the soul, the action of the smoke seems to be faster than before.

It walked forward for a while, and suddenly a "squeaky" footstep came from the front, not far from the front, a white cockroach swaying on the face, two small green fireflies in the eye socket Beating.

骷髅 is the lowest level of the interface of the Necromancer, and is one of the most creatures. There are several dead bodies around this tall mountain. When there is no high-level leader, many of them will wander around in nowhere. However, due to some constraints, it will not go out of a certain range.

The opposite of the pale cockroach also found the existence of smog, but it did not react.

In the interface of the Necromancer, this low-level creature meets on weekdays. If it is not a Legion War, they will not bother each other and do everything.

There was a flash of green fire in the eyes of the smoky eyes, and there was no such thing as an abnormal move. The footsteps walked gently toward the front.

The two dragons are separated by a distance of two feet or so.

At this moment, there was a sudden whistling from the white ear, and the next moment, the world in front suddenly spun up.

"啪嗒", the head of the miserable white scorpion fell to the ground.

Before he thought about what happened to his low intellectual thinking, a gray-white bone was quickly magnified in the field of vision that he had just focused on. After a bang, the white skull was broken and split.

A green light flew out of the broken skull.

The smoke swayed his head, one mouth, and took the green light into his mouth. The two green eyes in the eye socket jumped a few times and seemed to feel quite satisfying.

Next, Yan Luo squatted beside the headless scorpion of the white cockroach, and reached out and knocked out a few bones that looked stronger, and installed them in some broken places on the body.

A black and gray mist drifted over, and several ribs and an arm bone on the smoky body turned white.

The gray and white body looks a bit odd, but Yan Luo obviously does not care about these things. After a casual activity, some happy hands and feet dance, and then continue to go in the distance.

Where is it going?

Yan Luo didn't know, only knowing that he had seen one side with the previous man, it had an inexplicable idea in his mind, constantly driving him to become stronger and stronger, and at the same time, there was some sort of roaring voice in his heart. Constantly telling that time is running out, I have to find something back soon.

Looking for something back?

There is some confusion in the heart of the smoke, and his head is even more faint. He is willing to think more, but the subconscious continues to squat. For him, the road ahead seems to be the abyss under Jiuquan, and there is no end to it...

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