The Portal of Wonderland

A pair of golden dragons and blood red eyes released the chilly mans, staring at Zhao Wei.

An invisible murderous moment spread across the field, and after the incarnation of the Five-Claw Golden Dragon, the mid-term atmosphere of Long Zhanye also accompanied, and the people under the ring were exclaimed.

At this moment, among the top ten disciples in the rankings, only Ling Feng can still maintain a certain degree of calm, and other people's faces are more or less surprised.

Shi Mu took his gaze back from the golden dragon and immediately cast it on Zhao Wei. His face showed a meditation color, and he did not know what he was thinking.

Zhao Yan's brows were slightly wrinkled, but his face did not change much. He moved the purple giant axe in his hand to the front and put on a battle.

I saw the golden dragon's nose snorting, and spewed two dragons from it, and then a big mouth, a golden flame surged out of the mouth, turned into a spiral-like thick fire column, and straight toward Zhao.

The speed is fast, and the distance between Zhao and Yan is not enough!

At this moment, Zhao Wei holds the axe with one hand, and the other hand is against the axe face, and the purple giant axe is shielded in front of the shield.

The raging flames poured down, all on the purple axe, and the flames rushed from the axe to the surroundings, causing the temperature around the entire platform to rise.

Just in the blink of an eye, the surface of the purple giant axe became red and red, and the center was burned to be somewhat transparent. I was afraid that it would not be a moment, and this piece of spirit would be burned to the waste by the dragon.

At this time, Zhao Wei’s right arm suddenly glowed brightly, and soon spread it up, wrapping the entire purple giant axe.

Everyone saw that the red color on the purple giant axe quickly receded, and even the golden flame that spewed on it faded a lot, and the temperature around the ring fell a bit.

The golden dragon hovering in the air saw this situation, a dragon screamed, and the giant tail swept down.

When Zhao Wei was unable to prevent it, he was caught in the air by the giant tail.

His hands were tied to the side of the dragon by the dragon's tail, and the purple giant axe also fell down.

The golden dragon screamed, and the tight tail of the giant tail suddenly increased.

In Zhao Yu’s ear, he heard the friction sound of the dragon-tailed golden scales, and he felt a mountain-like squeezing force.

At the same time, his body shape was squeezed, and the sound of the "咔咔" was also heard on the inch bones. His original white face also became red, which seemed to be bleeding.

In midair, as a referee, the red-browed youth frowned, hesitating whether or not to end the fight, suddenly, a low-pitched beast came from the field.

"Hey!"

I saw Zhao Wei, who was about to be squashed, and suddenly screamed in the sky. The **** red color on his face was more prosperous, but two golden lights were lit in his eyes.

Shi Mu saw this situation, and the heart was shocked.

Under his gaze, Zhao Yu’s body was shattered, and his strong muscles bulged rapidly. His skin, including his face, grew out of numerous thick and thick silver hair.

In his mouth, he grew white teeth, two long fangs extending from the lips and teeth, and the fingers also grew long claws, but in a moment, it became a white giant python above ten feet. Binocular blue is faint.

"Stone, what is the white giant python? How is it so similar to you?" asked Cai.

"This Zhao Yu body may also be integrated into the white blood." Shi Mu Shen for a moment, so return.

After becoming a giant python, Zhao Yu’s momentum soared, and immediately opened the shackles of Jinlong, one big hand, and straight to the end of Jinlong.

I saw that the golden dragon's giant tail suddenly closed, and the body slammed back and forth, and slammed into the sky with the white giant body.

When a giant claw danced, he grabbed it in front of the white chest and brought a bunch of blood flowers.

"Hey!"

The white cockroaches ate a pain, screamed, and strode, and then leaped into the air, and the arm leaped out of the lightning. He grabbed the tail of the golden dragon and yanked it down, pulling it from the air. Pulled it down.

"砰" a loud noise!

As soon as Jin Longgang landed, the white giant python leaped again, his left hand clenched his fist, wrapped in white light, and with his power, he slammed toward his head.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise, the collapse of the original collapse, suddenly collapsed more than half.

However, when the smoke was slightly congested, there was no golden dragon in the collapsed ruins, which attracted everyone in the audience.

"Hey!"

At this time, on the other side of the ring, there was a strange laugh.

Everyone saw the dragon battlefield that had been reinstated as a human being. He was standing there with blood in his mouth, with a smirk in his mouth and looking at the white owl not far away.

The left hand also presents the shape of the gripper, and there is a little blood on the fingertip, which is the blood belonging to Zhao Wei.

"Not bad! Nine-turn Xuan Gong really is not bad, but it is here!" Long battlefield spit out a blood, said so.

As soon as the voice fell, his fingers were stained with Zhao's blood, and he quickly painted a complicated pattern on his heart. Then he read the curse of the skull in his mouth, and he grabbed his claws toward his heart.

"噗嗤" five fingers penetrated the ****, deep into the heart, blood spilled.

"Hey!"

In the air, a scream of heartbreaking sound suddenly sounded in the air, but it was not from the dragon battlefield, but from the mouth of the white.

When Bai Hao just flew up, he suddenly fell from the air, grabbed his heart and looked like a painful struggle.

"Boom"

"咚...咚"

In the ears of everyone, there was a gong-like sound at the same time.

"This is... Zhao Wei's heartbeat?" Shi Mu brows slightly, and his heart was shocked.

Along with this sound, the hearts of everyone on the scene seemed to be jumping with this rhythm, and the feeling of being bored and vomiting suddenly rose.

Shi Mu brows a wrinkle, quickly running the body infuriating, and guarding his heart.

After a while, the sound of "咚咚" not only did not decay, but it became stronger and stronger, just like a sound of thunder and explosion in the ear.

On the platform, the white giants struggled to stand up. However, they just crossed the two steps and fell again. Looking at the eyes of this dragon battlefield, they slowly ooze two blood lines.

The disciples with weaker strength around Fujian and Taiwan hurriedly stepped back, slowing down a little, and the blood began to ooze out in the eyes, ears, and nose.

At this moment, sitting on the cyan platform, the middle-aged man in the blue shirt, one of the three defenders, suddenly appeared in the battle against the platform.

I saw his hands overlap in front of his chest, his blue light surging, and under his hand he shot a huge twin fish pattern, which swirled toward the platform.

This layer of blue light falls, and the entire platform is wrapped up in an instant.

At the same time, in the ears of disciples around Fujian and Taiwan, there was no heartbeat in the time, and the feeling of pain at the heart of the heart immediately disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

However, the white dragonfly on the platform was not so lucky. It only felt a tear in the heart, but it was a blood red in the eyes, and even the gods became blurred.

Suddenly, his steel teeth bite, his fists jerked to the ground, and his body raised a few feet. The raised head gave a scream in the direction of the dragon battlefield.

"Hey!"

Along with this anger, a circle of visible airflow fluctuations suddenly rushed toward the dragon battle.

Long Zhanye’s right hand is still clawed into his chest, his face pale and like paper. Obviously, he is also very uncomfortable with this kind of control.

In the face of the white scorpion, it was unable to resist. After being swayed by this airflow, the body flew out and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the white head of the white cockroach also hangs down again, the body is soft, together with the dragon battlefield not far away, heavily fell on the ground.

When the square fell to the ground, the body flashed, and the figure quickly shrank, and it changed into the appearance of Zhao Wei.

Before the red-browed youth had acted, the blue-shirted middle-aged man had already flown to the ring.

I saw a wave of his palm, and there was a light blue light like a wave of water covering it, shrouded Zhao Yu.

"In this game, Zhao Wei and Long Zhanye were all exhausted and regarded as a draw. The two maintained their original rankings."

After the man in the blue shirt said such a sentence, and regardless of the reaction of everyone in the field, he waved his sleeves and rolled up the two men who passed out and entered a blue whirlpool. Then they disappeared and disappeared. .

After the three men left, the pot was immediately blasted around the ring, and there were talks everywhere. Obviously everyone did not expect that the outcome would be such a result.

Not only under the fall, but even among the 108 disciples, many people whispered and whispered.

Shi Mu looked at the collapsed battle just now, his eyes flashing and he was lost in thought.

As a referee, the red-browed youth was also stunned for a while before returning to the gods, and the eyes were swept away, and there was a big drink in the mouth:

"quiet!"

Along with the sound, an invisible pressure instantly swept the disciples around the ring.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and then it quickly quieted down.

"The last game has already been completed. Next, can someone still take the initiative to challenge?" asked the young man in the red eyebrows.

There was a silence in the remaining disciples in the ring, and a few people hesitated to see Shi Mu's eyes. After all, they still did not dare to challenge him.

"If there is no one to challenge after the break, I will announce that the third round will be officially finished." After half a mile, the red-browed youth said.

His voice just fell, and the queue was quiet.

The red-browed youth did not say anything more, just hanging in the air and waiting quietly.

Time went by, until the eighth interest passed, and suddenly one person strode in the queue and walked out.

"Tianzi Shimu, the thirty-seventh, challenged the second-ranked Lingfeng brother." Shi Mu's body shape turned, pointing to the leftmost person in the queue today.

When his words came out, there was another riot in the crowd that had just quieted a few minutes. The voice of discussion came one after another:

"Is this new introductory disciple crazy? One has singled out the top of the Qinglan list, and the other has challenged the second place?" Someone shouted.

"Is this animal of Shimu not being stunned by the previous victory?"

"Maybe he still has some hidden means to go out? This kid is best at playing pigs and eating tigers at first glance!"

... (to be continued.)