The Portal of Wonderland

Chapter 264

All of you are awesome, and Xuan men joined the recommendation list. The middle-aged man nodded and didn't stay much. He turned around and went out.

Zhong Xiu opens the box. Inside is a silver gray ring.

"Storage ring!" The middle-aged man in green was surprised.

Zhong Xiu's face was calm. She picked up the ring with two white scallion like fingers, dripping blood to recognize the Lord, and her divine consciousness went into the ring.

The ring contains a lot of cultivation resources, pills, spirit stones and magic tools. It looks like a lot.

She was silent for a moment, took off the ring and directly released her blood connection with it.

"Elder martial brother, there are many cultivation resources here. Please bring them to the senior master." Zhong Xiu handed the ring to the middle-aged man in green robe.

"Younger martial sister, won't you go back to the sect with me?" The middle-aged man in green robe subconsciously took the ring, but he was surprised when he heard this.

"I have some private affairs to deal with, so I won't go back to the sect for the time being. Please tell the elder martial brother not to worry about it for me. I will definitely go back someday. " Zhong Xiu said.

The middle-aged man in green robe looked at Zhong Xiu and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to persuade something, but he didn't say a word after all.

"Then please elder martial brother." Zhong Xiu saluted the middle-aged man in green and walked outside.

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Almost at the same time, the northern part of Daqin.

It is already the far north of Dongzhou continent. Snow is flying in the sky all the time, and the cold current is sweeping. Everywhere is a vast white world.

A huge mountain is like an ancient beast lying in the fierce storm and snow, lasting forever.

This huge mountain range is the famous Heishui mountain range of Daqin, and a huge and majestic black river flows under the mountain.

In such cold places, the black river shows no sign of freezing. The name of the mountain comes from the black river.

Where the black river flows into the mountains, it is a huge flat land, and countless huge buildings rise from the ground.

Among them, the most magnificent is a towering giant tower with a height of hundreds of feet. It is not inferior to some giant peaks in the sky. It looks like a giant standing in the wind and snow. Despite the strong wind like a knife and the heavy snow like rain, it overlooks this ice and snow land for thousands of years.

The top of the giant tower emits dazzling red light, as if a sun was hanging on the top of the tower.

The huge tower and the huge buildings below are brightly lit, and countless people can be seen passing by.

Here is the general altar of Tianmo sect.

In a huge palace, thousands of people gather here at the moment.

In the center of the main hall is a huge altar with black flames burning at the top. In the center of the altar, there stands a black man statue with a black faced ghost horn and a three pronged fork.

Six figures stood side by side in front of the statue.

After a series of competition and selection, the people of six scenic spots were finally determined today.

Among the six people, four men and two women are young people with dignified appearance and extraordinary demeanor.

Several people stood with their hands down and calmly faced the audience.

Among the six people, the one standing on the far left looks too young. He is dressed in gray robes and has a beautiful appearance. He looks only seventeen or eighteen at most.

If Shi Mu were here, he would recognize that this person was another Feng Li in Fengcheng that day. He even appeared in Tianmo sect and participated in the magic Yang ceremony.

Unfortunately, due to various reasons, Shi Mu couldn't come to attend, otherwise he would be surprised.

Feng Li was looking straight ahead.

"Brother Feng, I can't imagine that there are such talents as you in Ganzhou demon sect. It's really surprising." A bald young man beside Feng Li said.

"Brother Zong, it's just a fluke that I can compare my strength with brother Zong's general altar disciple." Feng Li said.

With a smile, the bald youth seemed quite satisfied with Feng Li's answer. He turned his head and said nothing more.

At the moment, a middle-aged man in black walked up slowly.

He looks only in his thirties, with sword eyebrows on his temples and a short black beard on his mouth. He looks very elegant.

But looking at his appearance, he looks like a great Confucian. In fact, he is situ Hao, the leader of the heavenly demon sect that shocked the Qin state.

In a corner under the altar, several people in black stood here and looked at the six people on the altar.

These are the three members of the black devil sect, mainly Jin Xiaochai.

At the moment, moning's breath was faint and impressively advanced to the early stage of congenital. Looking at the six people in the challenge arena, he was envious and jealous.

Beside him, white water show is still the realm of spirit level warlocks, but his face is relatively calm.

The magic sun ceremony did not deliberately limit the cultivation of contestants. It seemed that more consideration was given to age and qualification. Finally, it was selected according to the comprehensive ranking converted by some rules.

After all, Monin and his wife failed to enter the election, even in the top 30.