The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mu glanced around quickly, seeing that the situation on the battlefield was gradually stabilizing, he couldn't help but feel happy.

At this moment, Nangong Jing's body suddenly rose, and in a blur, the whole person disappeared from the original place in an instant. The next moment, he appeared beside Shi Mu like a teleportation. When Shi Mu was slightly distracted, he pointed quickly out.

But Nangong Jing's eyes flashed coldly, his fingertips shone with a glare of white light, and there was an extra white fingertip magic weapon, with countless white runes jumping up and down, exuding bursts of breath-taking aura.

With a blur of his fingers, there was a loud hissing sound, and more than a hundred rain-like white finger shadows emerged out of thin air, flying towards Shi Mu like a torrential rain.

Shi Mu only felt that the space around him tightened, and an invisible coercion suddenly emerged.

However, he remained undisturbed in the face of danger, and his internal skills were running to resist spiritual pressure. Suddenly, black and white wings sprouted from his back, and his figure retreated sharply.

These white finger shadows are all condensed by the Ice Soul Divine Light, but they are far more condensed than the Ice Soul Divine Light, and they are actually an incomparably wonderful fingering martial skill.

Wherever the finger shadow passed, the void seemed to be cut open by countless scissors at the same time, cutting out a series of fine and silky cracks, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

No matter how Shi Mu turns around to avoid it, the shadows of the hundreds of fingers follow him like dozens of butterflies, and they seem to be chaotic, but they have their own mysterious trajectory. Let out a cold sweat.

After evading to no avail, Shi Mu stopped on the spot with his wings retracted behind his back, his body spun around, and a large piece of Haotian holy flame emerged from his body, condensing into a wall of fire, blocking in front of him.

Chi Chi Chi!

More than a hundred finger shadows pointed at the fire wall, and after a slight pause, they directly pierced the fire wall and continued to fly towards Shi Mu.

Seeing this, Shi Mu shrank his pupils.

In the first fight just now, his Haotian Holy Flame was obviously as powerful as the Ice Soul Divine Light, but this time the wall of fire he condensed with the Haotian Holy Flame was unexpectedly vulnerable.

However, the firewall also bought him a little time to react.

Shi Mu's body shot out backwards, pulling away a little distance from those finger shadows again, and the inner kungfu was running to the extreme, and a large piece of Haotian holy flame suddenly emerged from both fists, emitting a dazzling bright yellow fire light.

In the flames, countless red runes swirled around, faintly exuding a trace of the power of law.

He shouted loudly, his fists were blurred, and he punched out in a series of staggered lines.

The sound of breaking the air is loud!

The next moment, dozens of yellow fist shadows flew out densely and collided with those white finger shadows.

A series of shocking roars sounded, and the fist shadow and finger shadow collided with each other, bursting out a group of dazzling balls of light, both of which dissipated, causing the void to tremble violently, making it impossible to see.

But immediately after, Shi Mu was taken aback.

Nangong Jing pushed him back with one finger, but instead of continuing to attack, he turned around and rushed towards the fire cloud below as if flying.

His purpose seemed not to fight Shi Mu, but to destroy Huoyun and open the space channel again so that the heavenly army could enter.

But at this moment, white light is shining all over his body, and the cold air is lingering in the sky, and countless white ice flowers are swirling around his body.

Immediately afterwards, one of them pointed out that countless ice flowers quickly fused together and turned into a huge white ice flower more than ten feet in size, which was held up by his hands.

The glaring white light at the center of the flower flickered wildly, obviously extremely unstable, and might explode at any time.

Shi Mu felt the terrifying coldness contained in the huge ice flower, his face changed slightly, and his body flew away.

Don't even think about succeeding!

He shouted loudly, raised one hand, and grasped the void with five fingers, a surge of the Holy Flame of the Haotian flew out, and turned into a flaming spear in a flash.

As Shi Mu threw his arm forward, the flaming spear flew out like a meteor, hitting Nangong Jing's back.

A smug smile appeared on Nangong Jing's face, and his figure flickered, and people and flowers flew into the huge fire cloud. The flaming spear almost brushed past his figure and fell into space.

When the sound of breaking through the air came, Shi Mu's body also followed closely in an instant, and disappeared into the huge fire cloud in a flash.

He had just entered the Xuanhuo space, and before he could see anything clearly, there was a terrifying crackling sound, followed by a sudden burst of dazzling white light, sweeping across the entire space in an instant.

Wherever the white light passed, the space twisted violently and trembled, almost shattering.

Shi Mu's complexion changed drastically, his eyes shone with golden light, and at the same time, he quickly typed out one after another spells with both hands.

Countless bright yellow flames appeared out of thin air at the edge of the Xuanhuo space, forming a flame cage, tightly restraining the exploding white light and preventing it from exploding.

The Haotian Holy Flame and the white light collided with each other, offset each other, and made a chi-chi sound.

Countless white lights violently distorted and expanded, gradually gaining the upper hand, the Haotian Holy Flame in the space rapidly weakened, and the entire mysterious fire space trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

rise!

Shi Mu shouted loudly, clasped his hands together, and then separated them abruptly.

call!

He shot out two thick pillars of Haotian holy flames from his palm, and countless red runes flickered inside, pouring into the mysterious fire space, where the shadows of three large red banners could be vaguely seen.

With the help of Shi Mu, the Holy Flame of Haotian in the space suddenly swelled, and countless red runes emerged from the flames, which became tough again, and it resisted the impact of the white light impressively, suppressing it.

The violent trembling in the space also subsided immediately.

However, before Shi Mu could heave a sigh of relief, a figure flew towards him like lightning, it was Nangong Jing.

But seeing a savage look in his eyes, a white light on his fingertips, he pointed out!

Chi Chi Chi!

Just like before, more than a hundred white finger shadows shot out, hitting Shi Mu's body with lightning speed.

At this moment, the Xuanhuo space could not be completely stabilized, Shi Mu couldn't withdraw his palms, and this time the distance between the two sides was extremely close, even if he wanted to avoid it, it was too late.

Under the critical situation, although he was not shocked, his thoughts changed sharply.

After all, this place is different from the outside, it is in the Xuanhuo space.

With a thought in his mind, the space around him immediately distorted and deformed, and a huge space force swept over the hundreds of finger shadows.

In an instant, more than a hundred finger shadows deviated from the original trajectory like fallen leaves in a strong wind, and flew past Shi Mu's body.

Nangong Jing's flying figure also slowed down immediately. He was also wrapped by a huge force of space, and his speed suddenly slowed down a bit.

snort!

A cold light flashed in Shi Mu's eyes, and with a thought, two thick Haotian holy flames flew from the edge of the space, turned into two flaming giant swords, and slashed at Nangong Jing's body alternately.

Nangong Jing's face darkened, and he stopped immediately without attacking Shi Mu.

At this moment, it was too late to dodge, the power of the surrounding space suppressed his actions, so he shouted loudly, waved his hands and shot out two thick ice-soul lights, which condensed into two ice knives, resisting the flaming giant sword.

Boom!

The swords collided and both shattered.

Shi Mu took the opportunity to take a deep breath, shouted loudly, and the palm of his hand flashed with fire, and sprayed out two bucket-thick Haotian holy flames again, blending into the mysterious fire space.

The space finally stabilized completely, the Haotian Holy Flame billowed and stirred, and all the white light was dispelled.

Shi Mu put his hands down, but his face was not very happy, and his eyes were rather heavy.

Maintaining this large formation of profound fire consumes a lot of the Holy Flames of the Clear Sky. Today he repeatedly urged the formation to destroy the enemy, and the Holy Flame of the Clear Sky in his body was almost consumed at this moment after the spellcasting just now.

Without the Haotian Holy Flame, it is a question of whether the profound fire formation can be activated, let alone exert its power at all.

So, this space is not formed purely by secret techniques, but is assisted by magic weapons. No wonder it can withstand my ice flower secret technique. The three big red banners just now are all spirit treasures, which is rare. But to activate this large formation , need the bright yellow flame just now, if I read correctly, then the bright yellow flame should be the ancient supernatural power, the Holy Flame of Haotian. I wonder how much power of the holy flame you have in your body that can be used? Nangong Jing said, with a smile that was not a smile .

Shi Mu's heart skipped a beat, this Nangong Jing's eyes were so sharp, he could see through his embarrassment at a glance.

His thoughts turned sharply in his mind, thinking of countermeasures.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The crimson small cauldron rune on the heart of Shi Mu's body suddenly trembled, and the next moment a large amount of power of the nine-turn Xuangong fire gushed out from it, merging into the few Haotian holy flames left in his body.

The Holy Flame of Haotian filled up quickly, and within a few breaths, it reached its peak state.

But in contrast, the fire power of the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art has been reduced by more than half.

Shi Mu was overjoyed that the fire power of the Nine Transformations Mysterious Art still has such a magical effect.

This is my space, you should worry about yourself first, since you're here, don't think about going out again! Shi Mu calmed down, sneered, muttered something, and made a gesture with both hands.

Suddenly, the Xuanhuo space was filled with light, and countless Haotian holy flames emerged, densely packed and almost filling the entire Xuanhuo space.

Nangong Jing's eyes popped, and he looked at the Haotian Holy Flames around him in disbelief.

He never believed that his eyes were wrong, the Holy Flame of Haotian in Shi Mu's body had definitely bottomed out just now, how could it suddenly become fierce again.

Shi Mu was chanting words, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand, the surrounding Haotian Holy Flame was turbulent for a while, and suddenly turned into countless bright yellow light threads, densely packed without knowing how many.

He waved his hand and sent out a formula, and countless light threads shot out immediately, hitting Nangong Jing.

Nangong Jing's face was serious, and he let out a low drink, the whole body was suddenly filled with white light, the cold air swept up like a spiral, and a thick layer of white ice crystals emerged, forming a white ice ball around his body.

It was the ice hockey secret technique that was performed in the giant ape clan that day.

However, the hockey puck at this moment is several times thicker than that day, and mysterious runes emerged on the puck, exuding a strong aura of law.

Countless threads of light pierced fiercely on the ice puck, and there was a burst of rain hitting plantains.

The hockey puck hummed and trembled, and countless deep holes were punched on the surface, but it was not shattered.

Seeing this scene, Shi Mu frowned slightly, then snorted coldly, and made another fist with his hands.

The countless Haotian holy flames in the space were turbulent again, rolling like a sea tide, obviously gestating the next wave of attacks.

During the ice hockey, Nangongjing's eyes became a little cloudy.

There is not much ice soul light left in his body, if this continues, I am afraid that it is really possible to be planted in this space.