The Portal of Wonderland

The dazzling light on the field passed away.

On the other side of the ring, the figure of the red scorpion emerged, and the red gold flame of the body surface dissipated, opening a large mouthful of blood, a deep scar on the chest, and blood swarmed out.

His face was pale and the whole person swayed a little, half squatting on the ground, holding his hands in the gold, so that he would not fall.

On the other side of the ring, the blood on the back of the party also dissipated. The black helmet on the head smashed and shattered, revealing a sinister youthful face with a burn scar on the cheeks.

He resisted the **** wide backed sword against his shoulder and slowly turned around and looked at the red scorpion.

"You have good strength. If you challenge other people, there may be some opportunities. Unfortunately, you have chosen me." Fang returned coldly.

The mouth of Akasaka’s mouth moved and he said nothing.

"Fang Huisheng, the red scorpion challenge failed!" In the mid-air, the Red-browed youth announced the result and waved to open the ban on the ring.

Fang returned to the shape of a vertical, flew back to the far right side of the ring, and returned to his original position.

Immediately under the stage, two young bronze robes were flying, and one left and one right took the seriously injured red scorpion.

Under the slogan, there was a burst of arguing, and they were amazed at the powerful strength of the disciples.

The defeat of the first battle of the Red Scorpion made the challengers weak and looked at each other for no time to dare to play again.

The young man in the red eyebrows was moving and was about to take out the hourglass.

At this moment, the figure is a flower, and a blue figure appears on the ring.

"In the long days, I challenged the 18th-ranked Tang Yiquan brother." But Qing Changtian boarded the ring.

Shi Mu’s eyes flashed, and Qing Chang’s body was different. His strength was much higher than that of Chishou, and he ranked 27th among them. I don’t know what the result is.

A bald youth with a golden copper ring on his wrist flew to the platform and looked at Qing Changtian.

"Hey, challenge me, you are too tender!" Tonghuan youth Tang Yan shook his head and sneered.

"Please!" Qing Changtian put away a consistent smile, cold voice.

"Before the test begins!" The Red Eyebrow Youth launched a protective ban on the ring and announced.

The voice just fell, and the shadow of Qing Changtian was blurred, and suddenly disappeared from the stage.

The next moment, his figure appeared suddenly in the body of the Tang dynasty, with a short blade of willow in his hand stabbing the back of the other.

The speed is fast, the electric light and flint are not enough to describe, so many people in the audience can look at it!

Tang Zhenquan seems to have no time to react, and he is standing in the same place.

Qing Changtian’s face was a joy, and the short blade of the willow in his hand was shining, and the cold edge of the water appeared on the blade, stabbing on the back of the youth of the copper ring.

A sigh of "咚" came out!

Qing Changtian's face changed, and the short blade of the willow in his hand was like a diamond in the stab, and he could not stab in it.

At this moment, Tang Yi moved his arm and turned it into a shadow, and hit the chest of Qing Changtian.

"not good!"

Qing Changtian's face changed, his feet were a little bit, and his body quickly rushed to the side.

"嘭"!

Qing Changtian’s body flew out, rolled in the air to land, and the body burst into a **** mark.

Although he tried his best to dodge, but because of the distance is too close, and Tang Yan is not slow, he did not completely escape, or was wiped a little, suffered some minor injuries.

Qing Changtian wiped off the blood of his mouth and looked at the youth of the copper ring. His eyes became dignified.

Tang Yi’s body shape has changed greatly at this moment, and a layer of bright golden light emerges on his body, which condenses into a set of golden transparent armor.

The armor consists of a piece of gold armor that covers every part of the body, and is covered with a golden helmet.

Golden dragons appear on each blade, shining with golden light, such as countless golden dragons slowly swimming, exudes an unobtrusive power, standing proudly.

"The original practice is the dragon-shaped gold cymbal! This technique is only a secret defense technique, but it needs to be integrated into the dragon's blood to sculpt the body. The difficulty is not under the secrets of some heavens. Look at this power, already practicing. It’s rare to be in the realm of Dacheng.” Above the high platform, the white-bearded old man said.

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt nodded and said:

"The defense of this technique is indeed good. If the Qingchangtian can't break out of the strength beyond the beginning of the heavens, I am afraid that this dragon can not be broken."

On the top of the ring, Qing Changtian was pale, and his eyes stared at the dragon-shaped armor on Tang Yan's body. He seemed to be thinking about the method of cracking.

"Qing Shidi, now it is my turn!" Tang Yan looked at Qing Changtian and grinned.

As soon as the word "bar" fell, his whole person had turned into a dazzling golden light, and he rushed toward Qingchangtian, which was extremely fast.

Qing Changtian blinked, shouting, and the figure shook, turning into a residual image, and the wind blowing catkins generally escaped the attack of the other side.

Tang Yan's face was cold, his feet slammed on the ground, his body turned in the direction, and he continued to rush toward Qingchangtian.

Although his speed is fast, but his body is very different, it is obviously far worse than Qing Changtian. For several consecutive times, he was easily avoided by Qing Changtian.

"This Qingchangtian body is good, almost catching up with some millennium disciples." Above the high platform, the middle-aged man in the blue robe nodded and praised the color.

"There is speed in this son, but it is not enough to break the killing trick of the other dragon's golden dragonfly. In the end, it is still worth losing more." The white-bearded old man shook his head and said.

The voices of the two men just fell, and the situation on the ring suddenly changed.

The bronze ring youth Tang Yan had no effect on several attacks. His eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned his hand and took off the golden ring on his arm.

The ring suddenly burst into a glaring golden light, and the next moment disappeared from its hands.

When Qing Changtian saw it, the dark passage said "not good", and his body shape shook, and his body became a residual image.

When the afterimage disappeared, it turned from one to three and flew in different directions.

Tang Yan’s face showed a sneer, and the spell in his mouth stopped and he waved with one hand.

The golden light on the left side of the afterimage flashed, and the golden ring appeared on the shadow.

thump!

Qing Changtian’s figure appeared, turned over and fell to the ground, and the body was covered by the golden ring, and his face suddenly became unsightly.

At the same time, the other two afterimages also dissipated and turned into nothing.

The shadow of a flower, Tang Yuquan appeared in front of Qing Changtian, with a golden dagger in his hand, pointed at the throat of Qingchangtian, said:

"How, still can't fight?"

Qing Changtian sighed and said: "I lost."

Tang Haoquan showed a smile, and the body of the dragon-shaped armor flashed into his body, and the golden ring also flew down from Qingchangtian and fell into the hands of the youth of the copper ring.

"Qing Changtian challenge failed, the winner Tang Yanquan!" The half-empty red-browed youth announced the results.

Under the ring, it suddenly became awkward.

"Lian Qing Chang Tian also lost, the strength of the last disciple is so terrible!"

"These old disciples are not fuel-efficient lights. It is so easy to win! It seems that no one can challenge this year."

On the platform, other challengers face each other, and the Uighur brothers who have not yet shot, Jiang Shuishui and other people's faces are not very good-looking, and their hearts are retreating.

Qing Changtian is already among the best of them. In the beginning of the trial, it was ranked second, second only to the number one Zhao Wei, the challenge is only the lower ranking disciple, but also So fierce.

"Well, only if you have such strength, you want to challenge us. It is too uncomfortable. The strength of this session is much worse than that of the previous session." One of the fascinating young people in the face of the disciples Cold and cold, with a sarcasm.

A few people around the curly-haired youth also made a burst of sneer, looking at the opposite gaze, full of disdain, even the original person with a little bit of vigilance, at this moment, the eyes are far less dignified than before. It is.

On the nearby high platform, the people including the three law-abiding people all looked like a silent look. They did not say anything about the following situations. They seemed to be interested in indulging the contradictions between the disciples.

A group of challengers showed their anger in their faces, but when they remembered the record, they felt a little discouraged. Some people who were smug, also showed their hesitant struggle.

Shi Mu glanced at the young man with curly hair, and then he set his eyes on the monument of Qinglan. He found that the name of this curly youth was Shangguanxin.

He looked at the person beside him and shook his head slightly.

Just two trials against Red Nizi and Qing Changtian are justifiable. The battle mode of Chi Nizi is very problematic, and Qing Changtian is a bad luck. The challenger just restrains him. In fact, according to his observation, The upper disciple did not think so much as these challengers thought.

"Zhao is not talented, I want to challenge the official brother." A voice suddenly sounded, but it was Zhao Wei.

He was swaying and fell on the ring.

There was a lot of discussion in the vicinity of Fujian and Taiwan. We must know that Shangguanxin was ranked ninth among the top disciples, and the strength was far from the square, Tang Yiquan.

Shangguanxin’s face sank and his body swayed, and he flew down on the ring.

"Well, I dare to challenge me, I am not afraid. I don't care if you have cultivated a nine-turn Xuan Gong, who dares to challenge me. There is only one way to die." Shangguanxin flashed a sneer in his eyes and said coldly.

Zhao Wei’s words to the other party were unheard of, but he looked at Shangguan’s letter with no expression.

The first person who started the disciple ten years ago, now the first player in the knockout, Zhao Wei, threatened to challenge Shangguanxin, and the gambling bureau immediately set off a frenzy and made a bet.

Shi Mu passed the magical power and found that the odds of the two were unexpectedly similar.

At the moment, on the stage, Zhao Wei and Shang Guanxin have begun to confront each other fiercely.

In the hands of Shangguanxin, the black light flashed, and two black sledgehammers were produced, which exudes amazing aura fluctuations. It is a pair of best spirits.

It seems to be mixed with something special, giving off an extremely fierce breath.

He had a word in his mouth, and the two black sledgehammers shone loudly, and the flash rose a lot. Then he sipped in his mouth and waved his arms. The two sledgehammers waved like flying, turning into two black hurricanes, heading toward Zhao. Your majesty. (~^~)