The Portal of Wonderland

"bang"

A roar of the sound of the world shook, and a burst of light broke out in the starry sky. The golden giant screamed back and flew back, and fell into the hands of Ximenxue.

A large golden light bursts, and the cyan dragon shadow disappears.

Ximen Xue saw this, the eyes flashed in the eyes, whispering a few spells in the mouth, and the **** pressed together on the sword.

The golden blade is erected.

At this time, the collapsed cyan dragon shadow suddenly sounded countless sounds of breaking the air, and turned into a myriad of almost transparent cyan swords, which were whistling out from the middle, such as the wind and the rain towards the west gate. Shoot it.

These swords shadows almost all of Ximen Snow’s retreat!

Ximen Snow is a not-to-be-shouldered tactic, and the golden blade in the hand suddenly trembles.

"Hula", a golden light curtain with a few feet wide, was extended from it.

A shower of bananas sounded, the blue swords shadows fell on the golden light curtains, and a burst of shackles made the golden light curtains tremble fiercely, and the flash of light flashed, and the snow of Ximen was also regressed.

Even so, the golden light curtain has never been broken.

However, several warships behind the woman shunned it, and the sound of the rupture of "咔咔咔", the hull became scarred and fragmented, and there were several smashing screams on the spot.

The blue dragon shadow looks like a gleaming sword, but in reality it is a hidden mystery. Every scale that is spread over the whole body is a sword shadow. All of them secretly accumulate momentum, waiting for the moment of collision to inspire, power Big, afraid that it is enough to instantly annihilate a normal planet.

After Ximen Xue stabilized his body shape, he went to Muqian desperately, and his eyes were a little more dignified.

Its stride forward and cross, the body is turned, the pace of the foot is repeatedly moved, and the blade of the hand is constantly waving.

As its speed became faster and faster, its figure suddenly became blurred.

I saw that his figure suddenly flashed, but it was split into two and changed into two.

Then, after another flash, it was divided into four and changed into four.

Not long after, in the absolute face of Mu Qian, there have been sixteen Ximen snow.

The appearance is exactly the same, even the movements at this time are all uniform, no different.

Mu Qian’s face was unchanged, and the sword was decided in one hand, and the blue sword was crossed in front of the other hand.

At this time, the sixteen Ximen snow bodies suddenly moved at the same time, spreading in all directions, swaying from different directions, and rushing toward Muqian.

These 16 figures are not arbitrary, they are scattered and faintly echoed, and almost all of the retreats between the advance and retreat are blocked.

Although Mu Qian must have a different color, his face is unchanged.

I saw a cold scream in his mouth, and lifted the cyan sword, slamming into the sky, and a brilliant blue light immediately swept away from the blade, wrapping all the spheres outside his body.

"铮铮铮"

The sound of dozens of sharp collisions sounded one after another, and the shadows of Ximen Snow were all blocked by this layer of blue light. No one could break it into the spur.

"This is the ... field!"

Lu Yang was amazed by the people who had left the dust.

"How is this possible? He is obviously the cultivation of the early days of the gods. How can it condense out of the field?" Kanshui observed the main water without a cover.

The sixteen figures of Ximen Snow were blocked by this layer of blue light. Although there were some surprises in the eyebrows, the reaction was not as big as the people onlookers.

"Mu's predecessors really got it, they can use the sword to enter the road and condense the sword field in this comparable field. However, it seems that this sword field has a single ability, can only be used as a protection?" Sixteen Ximen Snow opened together. Said the voice again.

"Is it only as a protection, you can know it by trying it." Mu Qian is a gloomy face, saying so in his mouth.

The voice just fell, and the green awning in the hand was suddenly bright, and it was shrouded in the blue light sword field outside its body. A ray of light swayed and it actually flowed.

Ximen Xue's eyes condensed, looking toward the piece of blue light, only to see the light flowing on it, it looked very soft, it looked like a blue lake.

But no one will really regard the piece of blue light as a gentle lake. Everyone knows that this gloomy light that is restrained like a wave of water will inevitably contain a very dangerous sword light.

But for a moment, the cyan lake began to burst into a strange sound, from which a fine silver-white light wave appeared, which looked like the same tail fish, vying for the crowd, from time to time from the blue lake Surging out.

Mu Qian’s eyes glanced from the silver-white light waves for a moment, and the direction of the sword in his hand suddenly turned and pointed straight ahead.

The blue lake suddenly seemed to boil, and the small noise before it suddenly became the sound of the knives that the swordsmen intersected. Numerous white light waves emerged from the blue light curtain and gathered into a wide white in the sky. The optical network covered the overwhelming snow toward Ximen.

Ximen snow sees, the sixteen figures shine brightly at the same time, and they fly back and forth. They all stand back and hold their arms. They are connected with each other to form a ring-shaped array. It looks like from the sky. A sixteen-petal golden flower.

The array here has just been arranged, and the white light waves over there have been covered from the top, and the golden flowers composed of Ximen Snow have been drowned.

"铮铮铮"

The sound of a series of continuous metal collisions sounded one after another.

I saw the center of the area flooded by white light, suddenly lit up a golden light beam, like a golden storm, madly rotating, constantly smashing white light into pieces, scattered from the center of the storm.

The dusty army was closer to the storm and soon received the attack.

"Not too fast to escape!" Lu Yang changed his gaze, and quickly reminded the disciples on the battleship.

Each of these white lights is like a sword light!

A lot of people didn't have time to react, and they were passed by these white light fragments, and they suddenly got a broken bone.

In the golden storm, the sound of swords and swords continued, and countless white swords were smashed, but more swordsmen came in.

Those white swords seem to be inexhaustible, and they are constantly being added, and they have rushed into the golden storm.

A stream of golden and white streams are constantly sweeping in all directions!

The two seem to be deadlocked, but if you look closely, you can find that every white sword light seems to faintly weaken the power of the golden storm.

......

Fengyicheng.

At the moment, it is midnight, and the city is quiet.

At this time, a black shadow flew out of the inn and headed for the inner city.

It is Shimu.

It is not the big ceremony of the year. The defense of the inner city has been slackened a lot. Shimu did not spend much time and lurked into the depths of the inner city.

Zhong Xiu’s residence, he knew where he was, and soon came to the vicinity, trying to sneak into it.

"Shi brother." A voice came from behind.

Shi Mu was shocked and suddenly turned around and saw a beautiful girl in a golden robe. I didn’t know when he stood behind him.

This woman is not someone else, it is Zhao Wei.

Standing on her shoulder, the copper-headed cockerel, looking at Shimu at this moment, was quite rare and not noisy.

"Zhao girl." Shi Mu changed his face, but immediately calmed down.

"Shi brother is going to see Xiu'er sister?" Zhao Wei slightly decapitated, then asked.

"Yes, I have to ask her about some things." Shimu blinked and did not deny it.

"Xiu'er sister knows that you will come, she asked me to tell you, she will not see you at the moment." Zhao Yulian stepped forward a few steps, sighed in the mouth and said.

"What! What happened?" asked Shi Mu, and changed.

"Nothing happened. Xiu's sister just didn't want to see you. Her painstaking efforts, I believe that Shixiong can also experience one or two. She told me to tell you that Tianting is the first priority, let you concentrate on the heavenly court." "Zhao Wei stopped, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Shimu, so said.

Shi Mu brows wrinkled, Zhong Xiu's mind, how he does not understand.

Zhong Xiu does not want to have a conflict between Shi Mu and Tian Feng. After all, Tian Feng’s gods have a power of seven or eight. Now he is far from an opponent.

"Since this is the meaning of Xiu Er, I understand, leave!" Shi Mu Zhao Zhao Wei slightly arched his hand, then his body swayed, turned into a black shadow, flew outwards.

Zhao Wei looked at Shi Muyuan, until his figure disappeared into the line of sight, and this figure disappeared, disappearing from the original place like a ghost.

......

Outside the sword, the confrontation between Ximenxue and Muqian is still continuing.

However, at this time, after a stalemate, the rotation speed of the Golden Storm finally slowed down, from which it was faintly visible to see the shadow of Ximen Snow.

At the same time, the white Jianguang, which seems to have no end at all, has finally revealed a lack of time.

I saw that Mu Qian’s sword had changed. The white Jianguang, which was originally intended to swoop down, suddenly turned around and circumvented the golden storm and wrapped it toward the rear.

Soon, the white sword light re-hidden, and once again turned into a blue light curtain, in which the sword shadow is heavy.

The sword field re-condensed, and this time, Ximen Snow was wrapped inside.

I saw the golden storm gradually slow down and eventually stopped.

The sixteen figures inside, the face is slightly white at the moment, obviously consumes a lot.

I saw that the lights on these figures flashed one after another, one after the other, and eventually all merged into one.

"With the strength of the peak of the Holy Order, I can hold it for so long in my cloud-swording sea. This is enough for you to be proud." Mu Qian said so, but his tone was very serious, and there was no sarcasm.

"Thank you for the praise of the seniors, but the purpose of the disciples is to defeat the predecessors. At present, it is obviously not enough." Ximen Xue said lightly.