The Portal of Wonderland

"Kill, kill, kill me!"

The desire to kill in Shi Mu’s heart became more and more intense. He wiped his cheek with one hand and jumped out like a rabbit. He jumped back and forth in a war-torn area.

Every time he fell, with a long knife waving and metal skeletons, several lives were harvested.

On this side, his long knife slanted out from the bottom up, and a soldier on the opposite side broke the knife with two pieces, and then the body appeared again in another place. The long knife waved out laterally, and the enemy had several The head was thrown away.

From the iron armor to the heavy armor, from the parade to the light armor, Shi Mu did not know how long he had killed, and he did not know how much he killed. He only felt that the more he killed, the more he was excited.

Gradually, he became more and more like a decisive general, but almost forgot that he was a monk.

Finally, the head of the enemy leader was also put in his hands, but at this moment he still did not want to stop, the sword in his hand clenched, staring at the black armor behind him.

At this moment, in his knowledge of the sea, a **** atmosphere is greatly diffused, and he has almost completely occupied his sea of ​​knowledge. Only the central area where the golden stick is located has not yet been invaded.

Shi Mu once again stepped out of the big step, holding a long knife in his hand, and he was going to slash down the soldiers.

"Stone General... What are you doing?"

"General...you..."

Several black armor soldiers under Shi Muchang's knife screamed in horror and squatted back.

"kill……"

Shi Mu seems to be unable to hear the pleadings of these soldiers, and is in a nightmare. The word "kill" is repeated in the mouth.

"puff……"

The long knife in his hand slammed down, and the black armor of a soldier suddenly broke down. The blood of the red blood rushed out of the middle and flowed to the ground.

"Don't... don't kill me... ah..." The backward soldiers shouted desperately, and turned quickly, trying to escape.

I saw Shi Mu’s eyes and blood red, and strode to the front of the soldiers.

His body suddenly turned back, and the long knife slammed, and the blood of the big spurted out. Several horrified heads rolled down on the ground.

On the other side of the battlefield, on the hill where the corpse was piled up, the sturdy man with a heavy face and heavy armor, with one hand holding the long knife in the corpse, his eyes gazing in a blink of an eye. The action of Shimu.

"Kill... kill, even if you kill, let go of your killing nature!" 虬髯大汉 mouth hangs a strange smile, murmured.

Shi Mu's body is already full of blood, but he feels like there is no sense of discomfort, and even there is a kind of faintness in his heart. He wants to stick his tongue to the impulse of blood on the blade.

As soon as he had such an idea in his mind, his body suddenly shook.

At the same time, in his knowledge of the sea, the golden stick suddenly lighted up.

The light just flashed and disappeared.

However, the invisible ripples that stirred up did not disappear. They went straight to the surrounding area and immediately washed away the red blood mist that permeated the sea.

Shi Mu only felt a needle-like pain in his head, and suddenly he woke up from the kind of uncontrollable killing emotions. The blood red color in his eyes also faded a bit.

"no no……"

He looked down at the blood that had already begun to darken, and the corpses that were scattered around him, and the shock of his heart, could not help but throw away the sword in his hand and went backwards.

However, Shi Mu had just retired two steps, and the **** atmosphere around him rose. Under the smell, the red light in his eyes was once again bright, and the violent emotions once again came to my heart.

"what……"

Shi Mu’s painful screams, the body’s fire shines, and the shadow of the red scorpion’s law appears out of thin air.

The huge red hustle that lingered in the flames of the whole body, silently screaming in the sky, and the two fists slammed toward the ground. A whirlwind suddenly rose, blowing the corpses and **** scent around the stone grazing.

For a time, almost all the soldiers on the battlefield stopped killing, and they all looked at him in horror.

Shimu’s eyes flashed in the eyes, and his eyes went from far to far, carefully sweeping through everyone on the battlefield.

Suddenly, his eyes glanced, and he saw that the expression of the big man at this time was different from that of everyone in the field. His face was not afraid of color, but he still had a sly smile.

Shimu’s face is awe-inspiring, and his teeth are spit out two words:

"Magic!"

After all, Shi Mu strode forward and crossed, and the mouth was in the dark. The wishful smashing iron rod flew out and turned into the length of Zhang Xu in the air, and was grasped by Shi Mu.

At the foot of his feet, the whole person jumped up and swept toward the big man.

"Give me a stop!" When Dahan saw it, his eyes immediately slammed, and his eyes turned to pure black.

When the voice fell, all the soldiers on the battlefield suddenly seemed to be mad, and their eyes were red and bloody. They all waved their long knives and killed them toward Shimu.

There were dozens of black armor soldiers on the front, holding the blood-stained sword in their hands and rushing toward Shimu.

Shi Mu's hands clasped the stick body, and the stick was abruptly slammed into the ground, and a half-cut iron rod was inserted into the ground.

Then, on his arms, the blue veins violently, and suddenly the long stick was picked forward. A large piece of rock on the ground was picked up by a stick and slammed forward.

The dozens of people screamed in the future and they were smashed into meat sauce.

At the foot of Shi Mu, the pace kept going straight across the boulder, and the long stick in his hand kept waving, while the soldiers who were coming in were waved away and rushed toward the big man.

However, in front of him, there were more than a thousand black armor soldiers, and hundreds of light armored men, with a long bow in front of him, and a long arrow on his side.

"Hula" started.

Hundreds of black feather arrows squeaked in the air, and they merged into a large black arrow rain, covering the sky and covering it.

Shimu's face is unchanged, and the black long stick in his hand swings around, bringing out the sound of the wind.

I saw a group of white air flowing over him, a burst of humming sounds beside him, and a huge white air would wrap him up.

The beast is shocking!

Shi Muchang sticks in front of him, suddenly shocked.

With a long shout!

"Booming"

In the tumultuous white air, there are countless birds and beasts rushing out, such as a beast of torrents, like a white wall with a height of several feet, pushing forward unstoppable.

When the black arrow rain fell into the white gas wall, it was broken and turned into powder.

And the thousands of soldiers, immediately under the impact of the beast torrent, immediately collapsed.

Shi Mu was shocked by a fascinating beast. He was a soldier who had no obstacles in front of him. He single-handedly hurriedly rushed toward the big man.

At his feet, the ground after being trampled by the airborne beasts was broken, and the broken bodies of the black armor were everywhere, and the soil on the ground was eroded with red blood.

Shi Mu would have a deep foot and a shallow jump on the blood-red land, but for a moment, he came to the front of the big man.

When Dahan saw this, he still stood firmly on the corpse, and did not welcome it, nor did he escape.

I saw the black light in his eyes lit up, and the two thick black mists rushed out of his eyes.

After the two black mists emerged, they did not dissipate, but they sank into the ground and mixed with the soil.

Shi Mu strode forward and looked across the hill where the corpse was piled up, but suddenly he was stagnate and was smashed.

He looked down and saw the corpse, and found out a hand full of blood. He was clutching his ankle and trying to pull him into the corpse.

Shi Mu’s long stick in his hand waved the few strange hands into pieces.

When he was about to lift his foot forward, he suddenly felt that his foot was soft and half of his calf fell into the ground.

His eyes swept away and he found the original solid ground under his feet. At this moment, he suddenly softened and became like a swamp.

Within the radius of half a foot around him, the ground all turned into a blood red color. The original soil rocks were all gone, and they all turned into thick dark red plasma. His feet were trapped in the plasma.

In the viscous plasma swamp, a large bubble emerges from time to time. When each bubble bursts, a light red gas will overflow from it and be dispersed in the air.

It was only a moment of effort, and Shi Mu’s side was completely covered by this light red gas.

He jerked his foot and tried to move forward, only to find that he could not lift his foot out of the plasma swamp. Instead, he fell into the body faster and fell into his waist.

Shi Mu brows slightly wrinkled. Through the reddish mist, he saw dozens of shadows and shadows, and he was crawling out of the plasma swamp and struggling to pounce on himself.

The ones who were covered in blood rushed to the front of the stone priest, and the explorer grabbed it, and they wanted to pull the stone grazing into the depths of the swamp.

Shimu had a one-armed arm and a stick of the stick, and several **** red figures who came to the front of the body were broken, and the residue and blood of the body were mixed and sprinkled on him.

At the same time, the surrounding reddish mist is getting thicker and thicker, and the **** smell is getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, there was a hoarseness in Shimu’s ear, but it was very intriguing:

"Kill, kill, kill... Indulge in killing, enjoy this pleasure... Return to the most source of you!"

When these words were just in the ear, Shi Mu’s original Qingda’s Lingtai suddenly fell, and he was once again occupied by blood and fog, and his eyes turned into a blood red color again.

The clasped black long stick suddenly stagnated in the air, letting the **** figures around him flutter on the body and tearing it into the depths of the swamp.

Shi Mu’s body was immersed in an inch, but for a moment, almost all of the body was immersed in the swamp, leaving only the part of the skull that was exposed outside the swamp. (~^~)