The Portal of Wonderland

"Booming"

Another number of purple electric lights fell, the sound of blasting sounded again and again, and several purple flags broke open.

The purple mist on the golden light curtain suddenly surged around, and could no longer be condensed, and the small mouth that had just broken open gradually merged.

"what happened?"

The people on the stone platform were furious and looked at them.

I saw that there was a black shadow in the air that was not far away.

"It is the guardian, ready to meet!" Zhao blinked and frowned.

The people on the stone platform have just sacrificed magic weapons. There are dozens of purple electro-optic lights and dozens of flame spears in the air, falling down towards the crowd.

For a time, the mid-air glimmer of light, the halo of each color one after another!

Then, dozens of three lion-headed eagle owls fluttering from the air and rushing toward the crowd on the stone platform.

On the three lion eagle owls, they also sat on dozens of gold armored warriors, waving golden swords in their hands, and slashing down the crowd on the stone platform.

"It’s all in the late stages of the heavens!" A disciple from the Dust was exclaimed.

The three lion eagle slammed down, and the blood on the three heads was large at the same time. The purple electric, the flame and the wind blade spewed out at the same time, and they were assembled into dozens of three-color tornados, which were intertwined and intertwined. Hit everyone.

A number of disciples from the Dian dynasty were united together, and the law was smothered. The magic light in the hands flashed, and a purple electric wall about ten feet high was hit, blocking the three-color tornado.

A bang was heard.

The three-color tornado slammed on the purple electric wall and immediately madly tore it.

On the purple electric wall, the sound of "squeaking", electric and light, can block the three-color tornado.

At this moment, from the other side of the purple electric wall, another three-color tornado swept through, echoing the previous tornado, pulling each other frantically, tearing the purple wall into pieces. .

A disciple who was away from the dust had no time to pull back. He was immediately pulled in by two tornadoes, and the raw grind was squeezed into a piece of minced meat.

"Jianjian array!" One by one, the cloud-minded master spurred the blue-colored sword to a golden armor, and shouted loudly.

After the disciples of the Yunjian Swords, they immediately listened to the trio, and based on the "Heaven and Earth", they formed a number of three talented swords.

This sword formation is formed by three people. When they are dispersed, they are mutually guarded. When they are combined, they are powerful. It is a basic sword array with both offense and defense.

As soon as the formation of the sword array was formed, it broke through three tornadoes and knocked back several of the three Lions.

However, it is not waiting for these cloud-by-cloud disciples to be happy. When even a few gold armor fighters leaped from the backs of the three lions, they completely ignored the sword attack and plunged into the sword array at the expense of their death. The disciple in the center position was killed or seriously injured.

The disciple in the middle is the core of the Sancai sword array. Once the combat power is lost, the sword array will be immediately destroyed.

"Impossible! How do these sensible shackles know how to break the line?" Mo regretted that the four-way true thunder method from the disciples of the Dian dynasty was also frustrated again and again.

The situation of the Dark Lords is also not optimistic. Their magical attacks have limited influence on them. In the battle, they have a certain advantage. Although they are physically strong, they are still forced to retreat.

The array method could not play its role, and the strength was too strong and arrogant. All these forces were all passive and one by one was expelled from the vicinity of the golden enchantment.

Zhao Yuchang squats down, and his blazing brilliance makes a golden warrior directly into a two-stage with a knife.

The eyes of his eyes flashed, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and a purple shadow suddenly caught his eye.

"Oh, it turns out!" Zhao said coldly.

After all, his figure was blurred, and it flashed on the stone platform. It ran straight into the three lion-eagle owls, and the most inside position swept past.

"Death!"

Zhao Yukou screamed in the mouth, and the black and white light flashed on his long shackles, suddenly piercing in front of him.

Zi Ling was sitting on the back of the three lion eagle, his eyes closed.

She felt a strong spiritual attack and immediately opened her eyes. In shock, she shot a purple awn in front of her, but she flew out toward the rear.

At the same time, the three heads under his body were smashed, and a three-color tornado swept immediately.

The "砰" sounded loudly, and the three-color tornado and purple mans were immediately shattered before Zhao Wei’s tip.

Zhao Hao snorted, and his hand waved, and once again deceived himself, and Zailing was in a place.

Without the command and control of Zi Ling, the fighting power of the gold armored warriors and the singular beasts immediately fell, and they could no longer accurately destroy the law of the various forces. Under the attack of the disciples of the Quartet, they quickly retreated.

Mo Repentance and Vishro also found problems and ordered their respective teams to continue slaughter. They moved from the left and right sides and moved together with Zhao Wei to surround Zilin in the center.

Zi Ling was surrounded by three people in the center, but the young face was not afraid of the look, but looked at the three with a look of sarcasm.

"What is going on here, Zhao Xiong, is this person not a disciple of your Qinglan Holy Land?" Mo Yan repented with doubtful colors and asked Zhao Wei.

"Who are you? Why can you drive the guardian of this place?" Zhao Wei looked at Zi Ling and asked coldly.

Zi Ling did not answer his words, but his eyes were retreating on the stone platform, and the smashing shackles flowed, gradually revealing a decisive color.

"Hey, shameless mouse, cockerel and thief, even dare to remember the treasures in the uterus. I am here, you will want to step into the Baoyue Palace again, I will let you be buried together with Kunlun." Ziling said with a sneer .

After all, the purple runes appeared on the cheeks and arms, and the purple light on the torso of the limbs brightened the skin.

The spiritual power that appears in it is very violent and extremely unstable, as if it is about to explode at any time.

"Not good, she wants to burn jade!" Zhao Yan frowned and shouted.

Mo Repentant and Shishro reacted very quickly, and quickly withdrew and went straight to the outside of Shitai.

The people on the stone platform did not react for a while, and no one retreated.

"Go to hell!" Zi Ling said, his purple light is shining to the extreme, and his eyes will burst.

However, at this moment, a soft white light was transmitted from the sky, covered in Zi Ling, and soon eased her otherwise unstable spiritual fluctuations.

Ziling looked up in the air, the figure bathed in the soft white light, the face appeared excited, the trembling whispered: "Master..."

I saw the white light shining there, a huge white lotus emerged from the air, and the smoke was wearing a blue palace dress and stood on it.

The black silk on his head is lightly pulled, and a white jade is set behind his head. On the face of the country, the Qiong nose stands, and the lips are slightly open, like a fine carving, and there is no trace of embarrassment.

The clothes on the body are flipped and the corners are flying. Against the backdrop of the white giant flowers, like the nine-day fairy, it shows a dusty temperament that ordinary people absolutely do not have.

On the top of the stone platform, almost everyone has forgotten the movements and looked up to the smoke.

"Baohua... Sanctuary..." Shishluo revealed a complex look and whispered in his mouth.

The rest of the more than a dozen Black Devils heard the words, and the face suddenly changed.

"The Holy Father? Are you still respecting me as your ancestors?" The smoke was very calm, and he swept through those people and asked without any feelings.

"Holy...the Holy Father forgives..."

A group of black demons suddenly trembled, and they shouted in their mouths and fell to the ground.

"What are you waiting for, I will talk about it later." In the words of Yan Luo, the law was swaying, and the ray of light in front of him flashed, and a colorful tree appeared in his hand.

"Seven treasures wonderful tree!" Vishro said with a soft voice.

Zhao Wei’s eyes flashed in the eyes, and he also stared at the tree.

In the hands of Yan Luo, he carried the seven treasures of the tree lightly, and at the same time, the top of the tree shrews a bright light.

I saw a huge seven-petal lotus on the ground under the Dark Lord, and wrapped it all in one, all in it.

Then the glare of the glare flashed, and disappeared with the Dark Lord.

"This is the Holy Order!"

Among the crowd, suddenly someone shouted.

The disciples of the three holy places felt the volatility of the smoke from the smoke, and suddenly they panicked. The noise on the stone platform suddenly became loud.

I don't know who started, and fled to the bottom of Shitai. In addition to Zhao Wei and several other people, the three holy places of the disciples jumped off the stone platform, and the emperor fled everywhere.

Yan Luo eyebrows slightly lifted, after sweeping a circle of those people, his body was full of colorful light, one hand in the void in a row, and a three-layered ring-shaped ban was suddenly emerged over the moon palace.

I saw a white light projected from the circle of law and reflected on all the disciples of the Holy Land.

At the moment when these people were blazed by white light, they seemed to evaporate. They suddenly disappeared from the air.

After all the people disappeared, the hand raised by the smoke was put down, and a look of exhaustion appeared on his face.

His eyes turned and looked toward Ziling, and he gently waved his beckoning.

......

Inside the Unlicensed Space in Kunlun.

On the ground of an altar, a white light suddenly appeared, and a circle of runes and runes emerged.

Immediately afterwards, a figure of the figure emerged from the circle of law, and it was the disciples who disappeared from the three holy places.

After Zhao Yu appeared, the long shackles in his hand immediately lit up black and white, blocking in front of him.

With a slight turn and looking around, they found that all of them seemed to be on a huge circular altar, surrounded by a dark void and nothing could be seen.

Around the altar, eight white jade pillars engraved with enchanting flowers are connected directly into the dark lacquered sky above, and there is no height.

"This...what is this place?"

Someone in the crowd asked, and the voice was a little trembling, and it looked very fearful.

In today's situation, naturally no one will answer him, everyone is concentrating on the guard, guarding against the guardianship that may appear at any time.