The Portal of Wonderland

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At night, the moonlight is like water, mapping everything below into a white color.

Near a small river, a carriage was parked, and a bonfire was lit up next to it. A young man sat cross-legged in front of the campfire and raised his hands, making a weird movement.

Burning the flames of jumping, the youthful face of the face will be indefinite.

The youth is Shi Mu.

A little bit of Yuehuaguang gathered and merged into his body.

After a long time, Shi Mu body shocked, slowly opened his eyes, revealing a touch of joy.

This way back to the Dark Lord Gate, he practiced while he was on the road during the day, while practicing the heavens like a heaven and the night, there was a moon night, and he would practice the dreams through the dreams.

This road is all the same, there is no delay.

I don't know if it was the last time in the forbidden place to incarnate the influence of white, and now he is tempering and swallowing the moon to gather the moon faster and faster.

He left the Barbarian Holy Snow Palace for a few months now, and his mind has once again condensed into a broad bean-sized grain.

The cold energy of the silk is emitted from the crystal grains and is quite comfortable.

Shi Mu's Yun Shen has gradually reached the fourth layer of peaks. He intends to continue to absorb the moonlight essence for a while, and then try to break through the fifth layer of bottlenecks, but now it is obviously not the time.

Shi Mu stopped the cultivation and swallowed the moon, and took a piece of quenched bone and a **** sputum, and silently operated like a celestial power, refining and chemical power.

His prajna celestial work has already reached the bottleneck of the tenth layer at this time, and there is a buckwheat blessing, and the breakthrough is imminent.

Time passed a little, until the sky was full of white fish, Shi Mu only opened his eyes again, his body jumped away.

His body is like a water droplet, and it has reached its peak. A wave of powerful force erupts from the body, and the bones are itchy. There is quite a feeling of not being unpleasant.

His eyes condensed, shouted, and waved his hand to catch the meteor hammer, and waved on the bank.

The long meteor hammer is like a black dragon. Dancing wildly around Shi Mu, as if the raging storm swept around the range of ten feet.

The hurricane whistled up the dust on the ground, and the river surged, causing waves one after another.

A loud noise!

The meteor hammer slammed on a boulder-sized boulders by the river and shattered it.

Shi Mu’s body suddenly stopped. It’s a bit boring to dance alone.

The figure of the smoke appeared in his mind, his eyes lit up slightly, and his mouth mourned the spell.

A group of black gas emerged out of thin air, and the figure inside flashed, showing the figure of the smoke.

"Smoke, practice the martial arts with me!"

Shi Mu commanded a voice, a wave of arms, the meteor hammer as if the oolong out of the hole, flew toward the smoke. Bring together a strong wind.

"...Yes!" At this moment, a vague idea appeared in his mind.

Shi Mu's face changed, holding a meteor hammer, and the hammer stopped at a foot in front of the smoke.

"You can... can you talk now?" He looked at his eyes in surprise.

Shi Mu eyes flashed, and at this moment he noticed that the color of the soul fire in the smoked eye was changed compared to before, and it turned into a sky blue, which seemed to be a little more intelligent.

"...Yes..." The sound of the smoke was blurred, and the soul fire flashed to look at the beast soul bag at the waist of the stone.

"There is no animal soul inside." Shi Mu noticed the sight of Yan Luo. Said with a wry smile.

The smoke and soul fire could not help but look a bit disappointed.

"Sure enough!" Shi Mu heart secretly.

If it was in the past, the smoke will never have such a quick response, it seems that as its strength increases. The wisdom of Yan Luo has evolved a lot.

However, this matter is also expected by him. The smoke is wise, and it may not be a bad thing for him.

Shi Mu’s thoughts turned, and after a while, all of these thoughts were thrown away and his arms were shaken.

The meteor hammer seems to be an oolong. Go to the smoke and go.

Although Shi Mu did not practice the hammer method, but now he has gradually explored some use techniques.

The hammer head whirls and looks erratic.

The body of the smoke swayed, and the distance moved away from the side, and escaped the hammer bombardment.

Shi Mu’s face showed a smile, his arm trembled, and the meteor hammer turned into several black shadows, sweeping away from several different directions toward the smoke.

The smoked Luo just stood firm, and the black hammered shadow came to its front, as if it had expected it to dodge here.

In the eyes of the soul, the bone gun suddenly turned into a few bone white gun flowers, and several black shadows hit together.

Hey! A series of loud noises of gold and iron.

The meteor hammer is extremely heavy, and the smoked bone gun is ten times lighter.

The guns shattered, but the black shadows that were hit were also shaken a few minutes. The shape of the smoke was once again swayed, and between the few shadows, it was not allowed to fly out.

Shi Mu's brow wrinkled, just seemingly simple after two or two times, he almost did his best, and the smoke was so easy to dodge the past.

His face sank, his body was running in the air, and the meteor hammer was cast to the extreme in his hands. The residual images appeared in a crisscross pattern. When the number was the most, there were more than a dozen residual images at the same time, such as the storm. Luo attacked, and the momentum was overwhelming.

A scene that made Shi Mumu stunned!

Regardless of how Shimu violently attacked, they were easily escaped by the smoke and smoke. The hurricane that had been hammered up by the wind trembled, and the nearby trees trembled. The colorful leaves were like drizzle, and they floated down.

Yan Luo is in the sky and the shadows of the flying leaves and the shadow of the shadows, dodging and flicking, suddenly left and right, the body is smart.

Sometimes he bends down and bows his head. Sometimes he bends his arms and bends his arms. He raises his hands like a wind and swells like a slap in the air. Under the bonfire that has not been extinguished, a white bone flashes with radiance.

At this time, the smoke is not so much a dodge, it is better to say that it is dancing, like the Han Gong Feiyan flying in the wind, and like the pen of the scholar Dan Dan.

On the banks of the forest, the bonfires, the dancing man, the dancing sly, sketched a slightly strange and somewhat feminine picture.

"铿" is a muffled sound!

In the hands of the smoker, the iron chain of the meteor hammer spurred the hammer to deflect it aside, and rubbed its body and flew over.

Shi Mu eyes flashed. The figure flew up, and the hand swayed, pulling out the black iron knife on the back.

The knife flashed, and the thirteen knives swept away toward the smoke.

The smoked gun in his hand trembled. The white light emerged, crossed an arc and penetrated into the thirteen knives.

A loud bang of steel!

Thirteen knives were broken and cracked. A huge force was uploaded from the black iron knife, and Shi Mu could not help but step back.

The body of the smoke is also like the catkins in the wind. Flying forward to the rear, the feet fell lightly on the ground.

Shi Mu’s face changed and he did not continue to attack.

Just a series of offensive and defensive has clearly shown that the current strength of Yan Luo is already above him.

In the recent test, Yan Luo probably won't even take out half of his strength. Even if he casts a totem secret at this moment, he may not be able to beat Yan.

"Ha ha!" Shi Mu suddenly burst into laughter.

Yan Luo slightly hoes, looking at Shi Mu, seems to have some doubts.

Shi Mu is quite excited in his heart, and the strength of Yan Luo is stronger. The more natural he is, and the fact that he has such a congenital master in the future will be of great benefit to his martial arts promotion.

He turned his head and looked around, and the sky had gradually brightened.

At this moment, he is at the junction of Daqi and Yanguo. Although it is a wilderness, it is not without people.

Shi Mu waved his hand back to the outside world and cleaned up the downside.

When the sky was clear, he drove to the direction of the Dark Lord.

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One night after half a year.

The moonlight sprinkled the earth, and in the grass beside the official road, a carriage stopped here. Two yellow horses next to the carriage swayed the tail from time to time, squatting in the moonlight.

Shi Mu quietly sat on an open space not far from the carriage.

After more than half a year of hard work, the moon-shaped grain in his mind finally has the size of a longan.

He glanced at the full moon in the sky and closed his eyes. Soon into the dream.

Still the silver boulder, the white scorpion puts on the moon, and the milky white liquid vortex in his mind constantly devours the power of the moon into the body.

Just to make Shi Mu strange is that this time of cultivation is particularly long, he is bored. Force yourself to calm down and appreciate the scenery of the mountains.

I don't know how long it took, and Shi Mu faintly felt that something was wrong.

He was slightly surprised, and suddenly he was shocked. The grain in his mind turned out to be the size of a duck egg.

Shi Mu pre-feeled that something seems to happen!

The next moment, he found a little abnormality.

Although the white mist of the power of Yuehua continues to flow into the liquid vortex, the grain size does not change, but the liquid vortex becomes denser.

Seeing that the vortex is getting brighter and brighter, the center of the vortex suddenly spurs a white light, and it shoots from the top of the white scorpion, which is dozens of feet high.

The duck-sized granules rise slowly from the white light column, pass through the Baihui point at the top of the white scorpion, and finally stay at the top of the light column.

Soon the grain shines white in the air and turns quickly. A lot of white light spots in the sky, like the tide, rush to the grain.

Over time, the white light on the grain is getting brighter and brighter, the momentum is getting more and more amazing, and there are signs of instability.

At this moment, the white sky was screaming at the sky, and the sky suddenly became dark.

The next moment, Shi Mu blinked and immediately woke up.

This is an incomplete dream. This is the first reaction of Shi Mu at this time.

His brows were slightly wrinkled, and he carefully recalled the dreams that had just passed, and it seemed to be faint.

After a while, Shi Mu closed his eyes and entered the dream again.

After half an hour, he woke up again, and his heart moved, but after a while, he shook his head.

So many times, when Shi Mu wakes up for the eleventh time, his eyes flashed and he felt that he had to grasp what it was.

When he once again entered the dream, when the sky dimmed again, he finally saw that after the day, the vast majority of the moon hanging in the air was absorbed by it for a moment.

(To be continued.)