The Portal of Wonderland

"Liu Dianzhu." The young woman in the gray skirt and the knife man gave a bow to Liu Yan.

"Hey, Lord, the three giant boats in charge of your sea are full, so let's go." Liu Yan looked at the young woman in the gray skirt and said.

"What about the Liu Dianzhu?" The young woman in the gray skirt hesitated and asked.

"I and Luo Dianzhu are responsible for the last batch of disciples. You should go first. We will meet at sea at the time." Liu Yan said, looking at the direction of the gloomy mountains in the distance.

The fog over there seems to be a little thinner than before.

The young woman in the gray skirt was slightly indulged, whispered a voice, and turned and boarded the 22nd Bohai Sea boat where Shi Mu was located.

"set off!"

The young woman in the gray skirt stood at the bow of the boat and gave a command.

Three black giant boats suddenly opened the sails, slowly turning their directions and heading away from the coast.

The young woman in the gray skirt took another piece of gray compass and took a word in her mouth. One pointed on the compass.

In the next moment, the mysterious runes on the surface of the three giant sea-going boats illuminate, and a blue line appears on the sails. The air automatically flows and propels up the sails.

The speed of the three giant sea-going boats immediately increased, head and tail, and headed for three giant boats that had gradually drifted forward.

"The last three ships are left, I hope I can get it."

Seeing the three huge boats slowly drifting away, Liu Yan’s heart was slightly relieved.

Together with the three sea-going giant boats in which Shi Mu is located, there are now 22 sea-going giant boats going out to sea, that is, more than 4,000 Ming Yue elite disciples have been sent away.

In today's turmoil, it is not an easy task to do this without any trouble.

To this end, he also paid a price.

In this way, even if the Xixia Kingdom was destroyed, the Mingyue religion retained its inheritance and had a glimmer of hope.

"Liu Dianzhu, you should leave soon. The last group of disciples are guaranteed to send them safely." The knife man regained his gaze from the three huge boats that left.

"No problem, I just received the news from the venue, the test has all ended, the last batch of disciples are on the way." Liu said.

Liu Yan’s voice just fell a long time, and there was a far and near footstep in the distance.

The two looked at each other and there were about five or six hundred disciples. They walked over here under the leadership of a gray robe middle-aged.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe saw the two people in the Liu'an, and the figure flickered. When they first flew over, they went to the willow bank and the knife man to sway:

"The two lords, the trial has ended here. The last batch of disciples, a total of 567 people, have all been brought, and the rest remain in Quyang City."

"Very good, let everyone board the ship as soon as possible, and set sail immediately!" Liu Yan nodded and ordered.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man in the grey robe quickly promised to call over 500 people and arrange for boarding.

Liu Yan's eyes turned to look at the direction of the general altar of the Pangu Peak in the Yingu Mountain Range. The brows were wrinkled, and I don’t know why. There is always a feeling of fear.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger as time passes by.

He turned to look aside, less than half a fragrant scent, two sea-going giant boats are already full, and the last dozens are in the midst of the last huge boat.

At this moment, the three Bohai giant boats where Shi Mu and others are located have also opened a long distance.

"It’s all about this last moment, but the courage is a lot smaller." Liu Yan regained his gaze, looked good, and some self-deprecating muttered.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the plan should be fairly smooth. The main force of Tongtian Xianjiao and Tianzongzong at this moment should have been involved in the general altar of the Ming Dynasty. Although the enemy is powerful, there is a blessing of the guardian mountain and a right guardianship. It is impossible to be attacked immediately.

Just delay the time for a while, and wait for the last batch of disciples to completely enter the West Sea. The two forces are even more powerful, and they can only hope to sigh.

After a while, the last disciple finally boarded the giant boat in the sea, and the knife man jumped onto the last huge boat, looking at Liu Yan:

"Liu Dianzhu, everyone boarded the ship!"

"Get off at once!" Liu Yang swayed into a huge boat, standing side by side with the knife man, a command.

"The enchanting walks away!"

A sigh of sorrow came from a distance, and the voice was full of majesty and anger.

Then a thick white light flew from the distant sky, and the speed was extremely fast. At the same time, an indescribable amazing knowledge swept away and instantly enveloped hundreds of feet in the vicinity.

Among the white light wraps, it is a huge blue gourd. It can see three or four figures on the top. It is the first person, the crane hair, the blue gossip robe, the hand-held dust, the eyes and the glamour.

"Clean old road!" Liu Yan face changed.

The knife man on the side heard the name, and his face immediately flashed a panic.

"Lord Lord, I am going to drag the dusty old road, the disciples of these three giant boats are up to you!" Liu Yan did not want to immediately say.

"But..." The knife man hesitated.

"There is nothing, but it is too late to leave!" Liu Yan said, the body has been out like an arrow, greeted the white light.

The knife man looked at the back of Liu Yan’s back, and suddenly he turned and shouted:

"Start at full speed!"

The deacons who were responsible for manipulating the three giant boats in the Bohai Sea immediately became busy. After a few breaths, a rune on the boat was lit up, and the bow slowly turned and went towards the deep sea.

Liu's shore was in the air, and a mouthful of dark red mini cockroaches spit out, and the **** flashes soared to half a mile.

In the middle of the flag, there is a life-like faint golden ghost head pattern. The surface is surrounded by many purple spirits and some quirky patterns, giving a mysterious and unusual feeling.

Liu Yan reached out and held the flagpole of the flag, and the wind rose!

boom!

The flag went out of its way, and the storm rose to a few feet. It suddenly turned into a flaming blood-colored flame in the **** runes, and the faint voice was heard in the flames, as if someone was mourning and crying inside.

With an amazing pressure, a huge pale gold ghost head appeared in the blood flame, and the original blood color flag disappeared.

"嗤啦"!

The pale gold ghost head is a big mouth, and a blood-colored flame column with a thick water tank is ejected from it, welcoming the white light.

The figure in the white light seemed to be taken aback, and immediately stopped the dawn.

In the next moment, a blue-colored ancient sword flew out of the white light, and it quickly rose to a size of a few feet, slightly swaying and smashing the heavy sword.

The sword shadow collided with the blood-colored flame column, and a red and a green aura was touched in the air.

A huge whistle rushed into the sky, the air violently rolled, and the invisible blue and red hurricanes swept through in all directions.

In an instant, within a few hundred feet of the radius, all the trees and weeds were affected by the hurricane, and they were uprooted. There were countless cracks on the ground, like a layer of plowed, dust and dust.

Above the sea, the three hurricanes that were closest to each other were swept by the hurricane that swept across the surface. The surface of the ray of light was turned down, and it violently swayed, and there was a burst of exclamation.

Fortunately, the distance is quite far, and the giant boat of the Bohai Sea, as a giant-class boat, seems to have been blessed with some kind of defense ban, and it has not been greatly affected.

"Boom"!

The blood-colored flame column collapsed, and the blue ancient sword was also shot.

Liu An had a one-handed move, and the pale golden ghost head flew back and hovered over his head.

The opposite white light converges, and there is a shadowless figure sitting on the blue gourd. There are three figures standing behind the blue gourd, a refined Taoist priest, a young and unique Taoist, and a beautiful Taoist nun.

"Heavenly ghosts, I haven't seen you for many years!"

The dustless man looked at the pale golden ghost head at the top of Liu'an's head and muttered to himself.

"No dust, you are coming very fast, but it is here." Liu Bank Road.

"Oh, when the Eastern Haotian was repaired by the heavens as the driving force, it was not the old man's opponent. You dare to slap the arm as a car today. It is really awesome!" The dustless man said, the arm was crossed, and the blue ancient sword was like the sense of the owner. , a slight tremor, the first turn of the sword, pointing directly to the bank.

Liu Ang smiled softly, and the pale golden ghost head flew toward the dustless Taoist people. The mouth rolled out a huge blood color and practiced, and headed for the dustless people.

The dustless people waved with one hand, and the blue ancient sword suddenly turned into a heavy blue sword, greeted the pale golden ghost head, and at the same time said to the three behind him:

"This person is handed over to me, and the three of you will stop all the giant boats!"

The three men agreed, and they flashed and rushed toward the three giant boats where the knife man was.

Liu Yan was shocked, and there was a word in his mouth. He wanted to show what means to stop the three.

However, at this time, the dust-free people were moving together, and the blue light flew out from their fingertips and merged into the ancient sword of blue.

The surface of the cyan ancient sword flashed, and the blue-colored sword of the silk was like silk. It was wrapped around the pale gold ghost head, making it impossible to move.

Liu Yan’s heart glimpsed and rushed to collect his mind. He did not dare to have other thoughts. He concentrated on the central thinking and confronted the people without dust.

But seeing one of his mouths, a spurt of blood, a flash of dying into the pale golden ghost head.

There are countless small runes on the surface of the ghost head, and the "bang" sounds a burning **** flame, which burns most of the blue swords and gets out of trouble.

"It's really a small look at you!" The dust-free people saw this scene, and snorted, and put away a little contempt for Liu Bank.

Two figures, one blue and one white, sometimes rise to the sky, sometimes fall down, and the fights that fly up and down, from time to time, make a loud noise.

On the other hand, the three cadres of the Confucian Taoist priests rushed to the nearest sea-going boat from the shore.

Although the Bohai giant boat drives the wind with mana, the speed of sailing is far above the ordinary vessel, but it is still far worse than the existence of the ground level, only a dozen breaths are caught up.

The elegant priests waved with one hand, and they burst out with a purple light. The flashing into a purple flying sword exudes a strong aura fluctuation, which is a kind of spirit.

The purple flying sword made a clear sword, and it bursted into a glaring purple sword, which condensed into a shadow of a large purple sword with a large size of several feet, and squatted toward the giant boat.

Two hundred disciples on the big boat were pale in their faces. Once they were hit by the purple giant sword, it was the end of the boat.

"stop!"

A gray figure flashed, blocking the purple giant sword, it was the knife man, Luo Dianzhu.

The voice just fell, a black light flew out of his hand, and a black-and-white ring flew out of the black light, which appeared to be made from some kind of animal bone.