The Portal of Wonderland

The monthly ticket is still in double period, and today I am again asking for a ticket!

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Filled with black and white light between the heavens and the earth, it just passed away, and the dazzling white thunder and black flame ocean disappeared immediately.

Between heaven and earth, after a turn of the sky, return to peace.

In the air, Shi Mu still keeps his hands and sticks, pointing to the position of the sky, just the golden scales around him and the law behind him. I don't know when it has disappeared.

At this moment, he was pale, only feeling a vain, and his body was shaking in midair.

"Sure enough, it is still a little stubborn!" Shi Mu said, whispering and whispering.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned black, his body extinguished, and the whole person immediately fell from the air.

In the midair, a silver light passed, and the smoke suddenly came, and the stone was caught.

She looked down at the stone grazing, and the beautiful face could not see that it was a joy or a sorrow. Just a pause, it turned into a silver light and flew away in the distance.

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A few days later.

In the secret room of Shimudong House, the sky suddenly fluctuated and a large black light emerged.

After a while, the black light flashed into a swirling vortex.

In the whirlpool, a figure flew out from the inside and landed on the ground.

It is Shimu.

"Finally home!"

His eyes glanced around and sighed, and he whispered in his mouth.

The interface of the Necromancer is gloomy and dead, and he still does not like it.

However, thanks to the guidance of Yan Luo, the nearly three years of time have been able to experience one battle after another at the interface of the dead, which has greatly increased the actual combat experience of the enemy.

After all, in addition to the interface of the dead, looking at the entire Miyang star field, it is also difficult to find another place with so many heavenly opponents, and can be allowed to kill.

Although he is still a late-stage repairer, the whole person’s momentum and real strength are two years ago. increase.

Shi Mu stood still in the secret room for a while, calmed down his mood, then took a deep breath and turned and walked outside.

"stone!"

Shi Muyi walked out of Dongfu, and a small figure flew from a distance, naturally it was a colorful child.

"How about these years, no one is looking for trouble?" Shi Mu asked casually.

"There is nothing wrong with the fat man, and you can do something! Right, your trial at the interface of the dead spirit is finished?" Cai Er fell on the shoulder of Shi Mu, asked.

Shi Mu nodded.

"Then, where are you going? Is this going to challenge the magical road?" asked Cai.

"Not bad." Shi Mu looked at the sky and said so.

"But, it is a ten-year ratio. You really have to challenge at this time?" asked Cai.

Shi Muyi, he has been busy practicing in these years, but he has forgotten the time. In the blink of an eye, he has gone through almost nine years. The distance is very close.

"Stone, you have been busy with retreats for years, but even the sects have not been completed. Or if you wait until the end of the game, then challenge yourself. With your current strength, you can show the limelight in the big ratio, first get some The door rewards again." Cai Er suggested.

"Those are just small profits, don't worry about it." Shi Mu slightly sinks and shakes his head.

Cai Er sees Shi Mu’s like this, and he doesn’t say anything more.

"Go!"

Shi Mu waved the blue-wing speeding car and turned it into a blue light, flew toward the Xuan Ling Tower.

After a while, Shi Mu came to a black hall outside the Xuan Ling Tower.

There is a black plaque hanging above the main hall, which reads the three characters of "Magic Temple".

"It's here." Shi Mu muttered to himself and walked in.

The arrangement in the main hall is extremely simple. There is only one bar-shaped stone table. The rest is empty and nothing.

Behind the stone table, a drowsy gray-coated old man was dozing off, noticing that Shi Mu had come in.

Shi Mu eyes looked into the hall and finally walked to the stone table.

"In Shixiamu, I have seen this deacon brother." Shi Mu said aloud.

This gray-clothed veteran is also the beginning of the original stage, and the costumes on his body should be only a low-ranking deacon, assigned to it.

A gray-haired old man woke up and looked at Shimu with a sleepy eye. He hurriedly stood up and asked:

"Who are you? What are you doing in the Magic Hall?"

"In the next stone, I want to challenge the magical road." Shimu said.

"What!" The gray-coated old man seemed to have got it wrong. He blinked his eyes and looked up at Shimu.

"Shimu, want to challenge the magical road!" Shi Mu repeated.

"You...you have to challenge the magical road, but this is true?" The gray-haired old man looked strange.

"Nature is true, please also ask the deacon to report to the sect." Shi Mu took out the mysterious spirit, handed it over, and looked awkward.

The old man in the gray coat saw the look of Shi Mu, and it was determined that it was not a joke, and he hurriedly reached for it.

He waved out a black token and shook it on the stone spirit of Shimu.

A blue light flew out of the mysterious spirit and flew into the black token. The black token immediately added the name of Shi Mu.

"Okay, I have already made a record. You will go back first, and the challenge will begin three days later. Someone will tell you the specifics." The old man in gray said.

Shimu nodded and took up Xuan Ling and turned and walked outside.

"Oh, I didn't expect to have a rotation here for more than a hundred years, and I have encountered such rare things!" The old man in gray clothing looked at the back of Shi Mu, and he said in the mouth.

It is no wonder that this gray-clothed old man will be like this. It is said that although the Qinglan Holy Land has set up a magical road for the centuries-old disciple, but since the opening of the school for so many years, the application for the challenge of the magical Taoist, but even ten people are not.

Therefore, the hall of the magical devil here is in an idle state all the year round, and is known as one of the most sparsely populated spaces in the Xuan Ling Tower. Even many centuries-old disciples have never known that there are still thousands of years in the first layer. This is where you go.

The gray-clothed veteran used to be a century-old disciple. Unfortunately, he violated the rules of the door. He was detained as a deacon for more than a hundred years. He was the first time he encountered someone challenging the magical road.

He snorted a few times, but still did not forget the business, turned to the inner hall of the hall.

It was empty here, only a black stone monument stood in the depths, and the black light was lingering, and there were countless small runes that were hidden.

The old man in gray clothes took out the black token, and there was a word in his mouth, and the token in his hand gradually lighted up.

After a while, a black light flew out of it and fell into the black stone.

The black stone monument shines brightly, and the name of Shimu appears on it.

At the same time, a place in the holy land of Qinglan, like the inner hall of the magical temple, also stood a black stone monument, at this moment suddenly shines.

A purple clock was hung near the stone tablet, and at the moment it also illuminates, and a loud bang is heard, which is passed away.

"What happened, the magic clock rang. Is there a century-old disciple who wants to apply for a challenge?"

"Oh, it’s really strange. I don’t know what kind of disciple this time?"

When the bell rang, immediately in the high-rises of the Holy Land, many people were informed of the matter and there were many discussions.

The news of Shi Mu’s challenge to the Magic Road was quickly spread. In less than a day, it spread throughout the entire Qinglan Holy Land and set off an uproar.

Many people who didn't know what the illusion was, also learned that there is such a special place in the Holy Spirit Tower.

Everyone knows the purpose of Shi Mu’s move, and naturally it’s in vain.

After all, this move is too ridiculous. Just challenging the harsh conditions of the top three disciples can make most disciples discouraged, not to mention the magical way.

Gradually, everyone’s attention and expectations for this matter have even surpassed the upcoming big ratio.

After all, it is bigger than once every ten years, and those who challenge the magical Taoist can't see one in a hundred years.

Somewhere in the first floor, a white youth sits cross-legged on a piece of cyan stone. At this moment, under the big stone, a Tsing Yi attendant bowed to the ground and screamed in the mouth.

"Shi Mu? I seem to have heard of this name. It was the last disciple of the newcomer. I have to challenge the magical road? I really don't know how to live!" The white youth listened, and his face showed a sneer.

This person is the third-ranked Yunxiao of the last disciple. His eyebrows are fine-eyed, and there is a faint black light in his eyes. It is extremely bright and seems to have cultivated some kind of mystery.

Tsing Yi’s attendant fell to the ground and did not dare to look up. The fine sweat on his forehead.

"Okay, I know this, you go on." For a long while, Yunxiao waved his hand and said.

"Tell back!"

Tsing Yi’s attendants, such as Meng Da, hurriedly stood up and went backwards.

"I really don't know the tall new boy! Well, I will do a good thing, lest you step into the magical way, and die here." Yunxiao muttered to himself and closed his eyes.

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Among the bamboo forest lofts, Ling Feng played a piece of communication token between his fingers, and a small line appeared on it. It was the news that Shi Mu challenged the magic road.

"I thought that there was no movement for three years. I should have given up the challenge. I couldn’t think of it so persistently." Ling Feng shook his head and sighed.

He was silent for a moment, stood up and walked slowly toward the outside.

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A huge mountain peaks into the clouds, the peaks of the peaks rise above the clouds, and the clouds are rushing near the peaks, such as the tornado tide.

Above the peak, a golden robe youth sits on the knees here, it is the dragon battlefield.

He exudes an amazing momentum, which is much stronger than that of the year. The surrounding cloud is separated from him by an invisible force.

He suddenly lit up a white light, opened his eyes, took a white jade from his arms, and lit a small line on it.

"Hey! Someone wants to challenge the magical road, interesting..." The golden light flashed in the eyes of the dragon battle, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

He has been a century-old disciple for almost five hundred years. He has long wanted to promote his millennium disciples and go to the second floor of the Holy Land in advance. Unfortunately, time is not enough.

The existence of the magical Tao, others do not know, but as the first of a hundred years of disciples, he naturally knows, but after weighing, still did not try to challenge.

After all, the Magic Road is not purely based on the strength of strength, but the human heart of the test. If you don't pay attention, you may fall into it and you can't extricate yourself. The risk is too great.

"Shi Mu... This person seems to be the new disciple of the newcomer. I have seen him in two trials. The strength is OK. But I don't know if I have the chance to challenge me." .

After a moment he stood up and turned into a golden light and flew away in the distance.

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