The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mudeng felt a sense of refreshment, stood up and stretched out, and then saved the inside of the camera, the face suddenly happy.

Among his gods, there is a crystal that shines with faint golden light, but it is still very small, but once cultivated, it can be condensed, which has already surprised him.

He did not return to the cave, and he continued to sit cross-legged here, meditation in the heart of the nine-turn Xuan Gong third re-opening, began to cultivate.

Soon, as night fell, a round of moon rose from the east.

Shi Mu looked at the full moon in the sky, which was flickering in the clouds. The body put on a swallowing posture and soon entered the dream again.

The surrounding moonlight essences come together and blend into his mind.

He was happy in his heart, and like the Japanese style, the speed of swallowing the moonlight essence was obviously much faster than before.

"Is it because I have cultivated for improvement, and I have already advanced to the martial arts..." Shi Mu’s heart secretly guessed.

However, this is a good thing in any respect, and he has not considered it.

One night passed quickly, and Shimu’s mind also condensed a silvery grain.

There is no moon in this day, alternating around the clock, and the time of one month passes quickly.

In the past month, Shimu spent about half of the time to cultivate Japanese style and swallowing the moon. The sun's fine crystal grains and the moonlight essence crystal grains in the mind have already had baby fist size.

Shi Mu was sitting in the cave with his knees and a mana and a piece of infuriating into the mind at the same time, touching two grains.

With the sound of "砰", the two granules shattered and turned into a round of bright sun shadows, a round of emptiness of the moon.

The corners of the two began to shatter, turning into a pure instinct and a pure mana into his body, and flowing along the veins of the body, gathering in the Linghai of Dantian.

After a long time, Shi Mu opened his eyes and showed a hint of joy on his face.

His infuriating body and mana have made great progress, especially the repair of the technique, and it has made great progress.

Since the cessation of cultivation and swallowing, his technique has been stagnant at the beginning of the month. At this moment, the technique has been greatly improved, and it has reached the peak of the early stage of the month. Only one step can reach the middle of the month.

During the month, he also spent a lot of thoughts on enlightenment and cultivation of the nine-turn Xuan Gong. In combination with the previous insights in the life and death battles, the third-turning method gradually approached the bottleneck of Dacheng.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

Time flies, and it takes another two months in a blink of an eye.

Shi Mu sits in a cave in the knees, his body is black and white, and his body covers half of his body.

After a long time, the black and white light slowly subsided, contracted to the left and right arms, and then slowly blended into the arms.

Shi Mu slowly opened his eyes and stood up, his face showing a hint of joy.

The third turn of the nine-turn Xuan Gong has finally cultivated into the bottleneck of Dacheng. Once it is successful, it can begin to practice the fourth turn.

This requires a certain chance and sentiment, and it is urgent.

He walked out of the cave slowly, looked up, and then flew to the top of the peak and looked around.

At the moment, it is in the afternoon, the blue sky is cloudless, the sea water is blue and the color of the sea is at the end of the line of sight. It is almost impossible to tell where the sea is and where it is.

The island where he is located seems to be completely enclosed in a blue space, which is extremely small in the world of water and sky.

Shi Mu secretly exclaimed, temporarily throwing away the cultivation, putting a happy chest and admiring the scenery in front of him.

A little bit past, the sunset sank, and the eastern sky gradually rose to a bright moon.

Ishimu did not know when he had sat down and looked at the day of parallel with the water, and some of them were stunned. When the state of mind reached a strange state, the mind was involuntarily raised and cultivated.

In the past three months, he has been painstakingly swallowing the moon and sucking the Japanese style, and he has gradually approached the peak of the early days of the heavens.

In terms of repairing the technique, his mana has truly reached the peak of the initial stage of the moon, and once again in the sea of ​​knowledge, the silver-white grain is condensed, and as long as there is a practice of cultivating the heavenly spirit, the law is enlightened. Should be able to improve in one go.

However, since his martial arts advanced position, the method has a limited effect on him, he has not used it for a long time.

After all, the opponents that Shi Mu is now encountering have basically the strength of the heavens and the above, and the monthly method is naturally stretched. However, since the third revolution of Xuan Gong has been cultivated, and the balance of yin and yang has been realized, his mind has begun to feel faint, synchronous cultivation. The way of the law, for the promotion of martial arts, is quite effective.

He shook his head and didn't dare to delay the time. He sat down on his knees and put on a swallowing posture.

He closed his eyes and quickly entered the dream.

But the next moment, to his surprise, this is not a familiar dream world.

At this moment, his body turned into a white ancestor, standing proudly on the top of a huge peak, wearing a set of shiny gold armor, holding a golden long stick, surrounded by clouds, a huge peak looming, It is like a fairyland.

Opposite the white ancestors, another giant sky above the peak, also stood a tall figure.

Through the clouds, it can be seen that this person has a silver armor, holding a silver three-pointed two-blade knife. The most peculiar thing is that there is a vertical eye on the forehead, and the silver light flashes and flickers.

The two stood opposite each other, each emitting a powerful and unmatched momentum, colliding with each other, and the void was shaking.

The surrounding environment is dusk, and the sky is hanged with a round of sun and a bright moon that has just risen.

"This is..." Shi Mu was shocked, but soon understood that he had entered a special dream.

He was a little excited in his heart. According to his previous experience, every time he entered this special dream, he would have some gains, or he would learn some fragments of the unknown experience of the white ancestors. I don’t know what will happen this time.

After the white ancestors and the opposite three-eye silver armor battle will be confronted for a while, suddenly the two people are a vague figure, and at the same time, they are shot forward.

The white ancestors’ eyes flashed in gold, and the golden long sticks in the hands of the golden mans were put together. A huge stick of shadows appeared in the sky between the heavens and the earth. After a flash, there were countless identical sticks and shadows. The three-eye battle towards the opposite side will go away.

Wherever you go, the golden light is dazzling, and everything around you is eclipsed!

The trinocular silver armor warfare will obviously not be a mortal. Almost at the same time as the white ancestor's ancestor, there is a glare of purple glare on his body. The surface of the three-pointed and two-edged knives in his hand is also wrapped in glare.

But seeing his arms slamming forward, the numerous silver knife shadows appearing around him, like a silver torrent of thorns and bumps, and the golden sticks that came from the bombardment collided.

Rumble!

A series of earth-shattering bangs came out, and the gold and silver light intertwined with thunder, and the golden or silvery air flow swept through in all directions, and it was so dense that I didn’t know how many.

There was a tremor in the void around the two people, where the two-color airflow passed, and another space crack alternately flashed.

However, no matter whether the white ancestors or the three-eyed warriors will ignore them, they are in the cracks in the space, and they spur the weapons in their hands to fight each other. The space cracks have no effect on both.

In the hands of Bai Hao’s ancestors, the golden long sticks have changed a lot, and they have displayed a set of exquisite sticks, but the trinity will not know where it is sacred. In the face of the white ancestors, the three-pointed and two-edged swords in the hands are extremely flexible. Do not fall into the wind.

This fight, the world of direct play, the two sometimes appear in the peak of the giant peak, and sometimes straightforward, to the bottom of the sea.

For a time, where the two passed, the thunder and thunder of the earthquake, the numerous peaks collapsed, the boulder splashed, the sea waves and the waves, the sound of the waves continued.

Bai Hao's ancestors couldn't fight for a long time, his face screamed and licked his mouth, and the golden long stick in his hand slammed the three-pointed and two-edged sword of the three-eye warrior. The left hand was glowing with white light and punched.

A large white light rushed out, and the "boom" sounded white light into a white flame. It flew out of the air and condensed into a huge flame fist, and rushed toward the three-eye war.

Where the white flames are punched, the void is distorted, and it seems to be burned.

"The power of the sun!" In the body of the white ancestors, Shi Mu was shocked.

This kind of white flame attacked him, although he can also display it, but the power is absolutely not as big as the white ancestor.

The trinocular battle will condense his face, but he did not show the color of fear. The corner of his mouth slammed and waved his hand.

A large burst of purple light rushed out, intertwined and entangled, instantly condensed into a piece of lotus petals, all the lotus petals tumbling down like waves, forming a huge purple lotus, and the flame giant punched in the air.

The purple lotus flower is slightly smaller than the white flame giant fist, and the shape is not surprising at all, but the power is amazing. The dripping whirls, all the lotus petals flow, and it actually resists the white flame.

The two sides stayed together for a while!

The old-fashioned ancestors screamed, the right hand and the five fingers moved together, and a few handprints were flashed, and one palm was shot.

A black light flew out, emitting an extremely cold air, fading into the white flame giant punch, and entangled with it.

The black and white light on the surface of Bai Yan’s giant fists alternated and turned into a chaotic gas that was not black or white.

The chaotic gas is wrapped in lightning, and the purple lotus is shrouded in it. Countless runes fly out from the inside, and in a blink of an eye, it turns into an octagonal seal, which seals the purple lotus.

Among the seals, the purple lotus flower seems to be a flies in the amber, and it does not move at all. Even the purple light that appears is solidified.

The three-eye warfare changed its face and did not seem to have anticipated this change.

At this moment, the golden light flashed, and the golden long stick in the hands of the white ancestors instantly became longer, like a golden light, across the hundred feet in the blink of an eye, and quickly pointed to the chest of the three-eye warrior.

"砰"!

The three-eye war spurted a blood out of the mouth and the body was shot and flew out. (To be continued.)