The Portal of Wonderland

"What?" Shi Mu heard the words of the smoke, and the brow was picking.

Yan Luo reached out and gently stroked the purple cui furnace, and thoughtfully said: "The public loser is not the first refiner of Kunlun, and it is sealed with blood, and the soul is refining the machine. It has been cast for thousands of years, and this Kunlun Lingbao purple bronze furnace has not been completely destroyed. Now it is even more willing to give up the opportunity of reincarnation, attached to the purple crest furnace with the power of the residual spirit, willing to become its soul."

"Why is he doing this?" asked Shi Mu.

"The public loses a life-long focus on the refining of the road, such as crazy, forging skills even if you look at the entire fairy world, there are only a handful. This purple cui furnace as a flat refiner, treasure as life, treat it as their last It’s no stranger to the fate of the home.” Yan Luo said quietly.

"Can there be a way to reunite the soul?" Shi Mu thought of the public soul of the soul and finally looked like a soul, could not help but ask.

"Zi Cui is not a soul-building vessel. It is a miracle that the remnant of the public can be attached to it. It can be a miracle after thousands of years of dust. Now its mind is almost dissipated, and it has been integrated with this furnace. It’s possible to return to Yang. However, this Zi Cui furnace can be re-opened three times with the power of the soul of the soul to reproduce the forgings of the public convertible. You must cherish it and not abuse it. This is the greatest comfort for him. "Smoke Luo shook his head and said.

Shi Mu listened, solemnly nodded, looking at the eyes of the Purple Clay stove a little more solemn.

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At the same time, in the open space outside the Baoyue Palace, I do not know when there have been dozens of people, or three or five groups, or two or three parts.

If Shi Mu is here, when he can recognize many of his familiar faces, such as Mo Yan regrets from the Dust, Water Seal Moon, Yang De several people, Zhao Lan, Zi Ling and others in Qinglan Holy Land, at this moment They are all here, and there are still people in twos and threes from time to time.

Near the giant corpse in the northwest corner, nearly 20 tall black devils, surrounded by black light magic, gathered together.

The strength of these people is basically in the middle and late stages of the heavens, and the cold-faced middle-aged person headed by him is also a strong leader in the sky.

"The ancient corpses here are really a lot. They should have found the Baoyue Palace in the past, but it seems that what happened to it has changed, and the death and injury are heavy." A female Dark Lord said.

"That is natural. After all, they are challenged by Baohua Sheng..." Another black demon person just said half of it, but he seemed to wake up and immediately swallowed back.

"Washro, what should we do next?" The female Dark Lord cried a glimpse of the person who spoke and asked the cold-faced middle-aged.

"In any case, this time must also get the seven treasures of the tree, otherwise it is difficult to explain to the adult." Shishi Luo looked at the Baoyue Palace, said coldly.

Not far from it, there are sixteen or seven disciples of the sword-changing swordsmen who are long swords, and they are surrounded by a young Jianye young man in a white robe.

"Less Lord, half an hour ago, there was a treasure in the sky, bringing together a lot of spiritual power, perhaps there are some different treasures to be born." A younger brother-in-law, said to the Jianmei youth.

"I don't think it's necessary, the talents are surging, the madness is gathering, now the clouds are raining, the Vientiane is peaceful. These scenes are not like the birth of different treasures, but it seems that there are strong advances." Said.

"There is no reason for the Lord. But it has been banned and it has attracted so many people. It is worthwhile to think about it, but it is worth exploring." The older disciple continued.

"Well, now all the forces have been attracted to this by the stranger. We have to look at the situation first, and then do not care about it." After all, the cloud-governing masters closed their eyes and adjusted their interest.

Under the ladder of Baoyue Palace, less than ten disciples from the dust sect, headed by Yang De, are standing next to the golden enchantment and carefully observing and exploring.

At this time, Mo Yan repented and sealed the moon and other three people with two other disciples, and also came over.

Yang De looked up at a few people and raised a strange look in his eyes.

"You are also the elite disciples of the Zongnei. No matter how we compete in the door, when we come here, we must unite and fight against the enemy." Mo Ruyi said that regardless of Yang De's look, he said straight.

Yang De and others listened, looked at each other, and finally nodded.

"Before leaving, I must have been with you all the masters. Let me wait in the Baoyue Palace. I want to find the will and magic weapon of the Thai **** for the Zongmen?" Mo regretted and said.

"There is this, but now..." Yang De said, his eyes glanced around.

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Different from the previous teams, the dozens of disciples of the Qinglan Holy Land did not gather together at the moment, but were distributed in the outer area of ​​Shitai in twos and threes.

Ziling and the three disciples of the Holy Land sat together, on the surface, listening to the appearance of others, but their eyes kept looking around, and they swept back and forth from Zhao’s body.

There are not many people gathered around Zhao Wei, only two people, but the strength is not bad, they are all repaired in the late days.

After a while, the dust sects and others were scattered along the golden enchantment. Each person took out a purple flag in his hand and arranged it toward the periphery of the enchantment.

When the Dark Lord saw it, there was a commotion immediately.

Vishro took the tribe to the front of the palace and said to the Dust and others: "This is our first discovery. When we discover it, you can't get it, please leave."

"Jokes, and I don't say that I am attracted by the strangeness here. I have no first come and then come. And here is the land of nowhere, even if you really discover it, you have no monopoly. "Mo Fu regret immediately retorted.

"Well and other foreign countries, the three Holy Lords allow you to enter here together is a gift of heaven, even so ignorant." On the other side of the cloud-less masters screamed, the body is full of swords.

The people of Qinglan Holy Land and other people have seen the possibility of intensification of conflicts, and they have gathered together.

The Dark Lords and the three holy places disciples quarreled and made a mess. When they were in a fierce dispute, suddenly a purple light burst out from somewhere in the crowd, silently hitting one. On the Black Devils.

"嘭"!

Because the purple light did not contain much power, the Dark Lord was not able to prevent it, and was affected by a potential to fly back, and turned to the light curtain enchantment.

"Someone sneaked!"

"Zach!"

Just listen to it!

I saw the golden light swaying on the enchantment, like a wave of water, and covered it in the Dark Lord, and swallowed it straight.

The Dark Lord extended an arm and screamed in the mouth, and it melted into a pool of gold.

"The power of a good enchantment!" On the side of the three holy places, seeing this situation, suddenly a burst of exclamation.

"If you want to fight, you will be fighting in a bright future, and you will be sneak attacking. Is this the way you live in the Holy Land?"

The Dark Lords suddenly sounded and screamed, and all of them were black and foggy, and their bodies were soaring and turned into two arms and four arms. The magic gas surged toward the disciples of the three holy places.

"First kill these unspeakable Dark Lords!"

"Kill them!"

"kill!"

The disciples of the three holy places saw each other, and each one was also full of war, and they all roared, and the whole body shone brightly and greeted them.

The two sides are due to the great revenge of the previous Star Wars, and the melee is on the verge!

"玱啷" sounded.

Behind the cloud, the young crimson sword was squirted out of the crimson sword. On the nine days, a sound of dragons and screams immediately sounded, and a giant sword was thrown out from the body.

The mouth sighed softly, and the long sword was handed forward, turning into a sword of more than ten feet long, and was first stabbed toward the head of Mashro.

At the moment, the scorpion spirits linger, and turned into a three-headed six-armed two-foot tall giant. Each of the six arms is holding the same magic treasure. One of the black gourds is dumped, the gourd mouth is bright, and the big group is full of magic. The gas rushed out, and the overwhelming sword stalked toward the cloud-less master.

"court death!"

The cloud-going masters did not lose momentum, and the long sword in the hands slammed, and a strong sword shadow suddenly appeared on the blade, surrounded by the blade, and the light was shining.

As soon as the black lacquered magic gas approached, it was immediately cut into pieces.

In the rest of the world, the Dark Lords and the three Holy Land disciples fought together!

For a time, the magic is raging, the light is shining, the sound is screaming, and the roaring sounds one after another.

Dozens of turbulence caused by the battle of the heavenly powers, even the ground and the air are constantly roaring, and the desire to collapse!

Although the strength of the Black Devils is extremely strong, they can be one enemy three, but the number is not much less than the total number of disciples of the three holy places. Soon they are surrounded and compressed to Shitai.

Ziling's small figure was very inconspicuous in the crowd. He suddenly burst out from the Qinglan disciple's team, and his hands were bright, and he turned to the back of a disciple who was in front of him.

A bang was heard.

The blood of the Yunzi disciple spurted out and flew out.

Other cloud-by-cloud disciples were shocked and quickly looked back. The figure of Zi Ling has already quietly retired.

When the crowd was stunned, there was another scream from the disciples of the Dust.

The long sword in the hands of the Zhu Yun disciple, somehow, was inserted in the back of a disciple.

"The shameless person, even after the opportunity to start the machine, is that we want to kill us together, monopolize the things in the moon palace?" A sharp female voice sounded, and suddenly revealed the fears hidden in the hearts of the three disciples.

The disciples of the three holy places no longer besiege the Dark Lords, but they are guarding each other.

The cloud-governing master looked at the same disciple who had been seriously injured by the sneak attack. His eyes suddenly became cold, and when the sword was swept, he attacked the Qinglan disciple.

Zhao Hao snorted, his body swayed, and he grew up, fighting in one place.

On the other hand, one of the disciples of the Dust sect had already smashed his eyes, and it was also an angry look that killed the past.

The stone platform in front of the palace was caught in a scuffle, but no one noticed that Zi Ling's petite figure came out of the scuffle, and the corner of his mouth flashed a sly smile, and his body flashed, and then disappeared.