The Wizard World: 635 Star Palace 2
The three Anglicans followed closely.
In the entrance, there is endless black space. The four stood on a suspended silver path, surrounded by boundless darkness, and only occasionally a few colorful shooting stars passed slowly, some above the head and some below the feet, in different directions.
Angel flicked his fingers and flew a red flame toward the right.
The flames flew slowly for several kilometers, getting smaller and smaller, farther and farther. After 10 seconds, Angele could not see the existence of the flame anymore, but could only sense the flame through the existence of a connection Savings are still flying forward.
He frowned, and looked down at the path under his feet. It was a thin layer of silver-like layer that looked like glass, and there were tiny cracks in some places.
"This place is badly damaged ..." the spiny whale muttered with dissatisfaction.
Medusa also just tried to test her surroundings, and then she retracted her hands and said lightly.
"No way, this is the black space of time and space. Everything about us will eternally stagnate. It is already very good to be able to use the passage of nothingness."
"Hurry up, there is still a long way to go to Star Palace," Atlanta said lightly.
Some people answered, and moved quickly along the silver path.
I don't know how long, the silver path in front of it gradually appeared branches and forks, criss-cross, and more and more, and finally formed a large net shape.
Angele followed the light roads of Atlanta, and soon saw a huge silver-blue palace appearing in front of him.
The palace stands in endless darkness, exuding bright fluorescence, and belongs to the architectural style of combining cylinders and relief statues.
The palace entrance has long white stone steps. The four stepped up the steps and entered the open white door.
Two people have been seated in the hall. The flick on the left is a human shape composed entirely of shadows. There is no entity, and it looks like a misty light.
The right side are all white robe humans with two pairs of white wings on their backs. They all look very beautiful, with no larynx, no chest, and can't distinguish gender.
See Atlanta and his team of four enter the hall. One of the white-winged black-haired and green-eyed people stood up, with a mild smile on his face, and greeted him this way.
"Master Negan, I haven't seen you for years, your body is still so strong!" The four wings behind the Green-Eyed Wing Man fanned out slightly. Seems to be a welcome etiquette.
Atlanto also smiled. Gently stepped forward and hugged Wing Man, and both sides kissed mouth to mouth.
"Meney, you are still so beautiful. There are no traces on you for two thousand years! It is not easy to see that you are still alive."
"If I didn't follow Lord Longyin, I'm afraid it's the fertilizer of the world's intestine now ..." Wingren Meni's face faded.
The two shivered. They chatted casually, and it seemed that the relationship was not as close as the kiss.
It seems that after seeing Anglia's doubts, the spiny whale explained in a low voice: "Mouth-to-mouth is the most common etiquette in the four-winged world. It doesn't mean that the relationship is good. But the guy in Atlanta always Taking advantage of others to take advantage of others, those wing people are still interested .... I heard that the wing people are popular to collect saliva, which seems to be true.
Angele was speechless for a while. "Collecting saliva? The customs of different worlds are really strange ..."
"Sit down and wait. There is no guardian of the world."
"Hmm."
The three found a corner and sat cross-legged, each doing their own thing.
Time passes quickly, and after more than ten days, a newcomer finally arrives.
Bang! boom! boom!
A sudden roar came from outside the palace. An invisible whirlwind slowly poured in through the door, rolling over everyone's body surface, faintly bringing out a faint floral fragrance.
Angel slowly opened his eyes and glanced inside the hall. At this time, when everyone heard the sound, everyone's face changed. A hint of tension emerged. The atmosphere on the shadow side is particularly strong. One of the shadow human figures stood up with a cane, two silver eyes on his face stared coldly at the door.
The winged man didn't have much movement on one side, but moved to the hidden place as a whole.
Atlanto's face was dignified, and he whispered quickly: "Be careful, the strongest old guys in the surrounding black zone have arrived. Try not to speak. Let me handle it all."
The three Angli nodded, and did not speak, focusing on the door of the temple. They had the same mindset as the other newcomers. I want to see what it is like to be awesome guy in so many worlds.
Quickly. The main hall door was completely opened. An obese brawny walked in crookedly, making a heavy muffled sound.
This brawny man's skin is reddish, most notably his head, no hair on the head, but staring at a huge pink bud, where the scent of flowers is constantly flowing out.
"Kao's marriage, the only guardian of the psychedelic world, pay attention. It has a bad temper, and least likes people to stare at him." As for the other two who consciously lowered their eyes, they clearly knew the taboo.
Angele just glanced at Kao Wangya and slowly lowered her gaze.
Kao swept the hall, and stopped looking directly at the shadow side, grinning and laughing twice. "The shadow demon is here too, it is rare and rare. I thought you would only hide in the shadow world forever and not dare to come out."
"Shadow World?" Angle frowned, looking at the shadow figure.
The black shadow man who stood up there, holding a cane and laughing twice, was afraid to respond.
Kao gave a snoring noise, dismissed his eyes, dismissed his stride, walked to the spot inside the hall, and sat down cross-legged.
He wears clothes like green leaves, with flower buds on his head, and sits still. He doesn't look any different from a giant plant. He doesn't look like a person if he doesn't look carefully.
A few days have passed. Outside the hall silently drifted into a translucent human figure, a man, and floated to a corner without expression, sitting silently, the crowd just glanced at him, then looked back. This man's power fluctuations are only seven levels, and it seems that he is just a guardian of a small world. Both Kao and Shadow Demon belong to the eighth level.
Here there are no eight levels, and there is no qualification to speak.
Then he waited for two more days. A man with long black hair hanging a sword into the hall entered the hall. The man had a handsome, cold face, pale skin, long hair and waist. He looked soft and weak, and looked in a white-red dress. Going up a little formal.
"You are also here, Kao?" The man instantly locked Kao's marriage, and the left corner of the eye slowly became purple, becoming longer, and actually turned into a narrow and narrow Danfeng eye, revealing a strangeness.
Kao smiled strangely: "Yo! Isn't this Kun Ji who grabbed the position of his sister and daughter? Why, your annihilation monsoon has been developed? You want to compete for the currents?"
The dark-haired man frowned slightly: "Kao, your mouth is still so smelly."
"Hey, I can't compare to you, Kun Ji. For your strength, you can betray your teacher, destroy your relatives, and **** the power that originally belonged to your sister and daughter. Finally, I also invested in other doorways, alas, King of Sacred Mark Kunji. A series of experiences can be compiled into the best-selling story novel. "Kao shouted loudly. "It makes your teacher's doorway constantly weakening, down to the point where it can only be thrown into my psychedelic world, and thousands of years have passed even the inheritance. Even if you train to the highest level of annihilation monsoon? In addition to strength, you **** Is a disgusting scum! "
"That's my business, don't worry about you." Kun Ji said indifferently, walked inside the hall, and sat down alone in an open space.
"The **** genius of **** !! Lao Tzu will let all the guardians know your disgust sooner or later!" Kao choked his mouth spittingly, showing fierce light.
After the entry of Kunji, the gate of the Star Palace slowly closed. At this moment, there was a gap in the door, and a white light suddenly shot into the ground, turning it into a white middle-aged man. After he stood firmly, he looked at all the people in the scene calmly. .
"Playing the snails! You are still alive !!!" Kao stared at the person with amazement.
"What is it that I am still alive?" Luoluo said coldly, not the general chaos language, but directly using spiritual shock.
"Aren't you going to challenge the intestines of the world? You can still live alive for three consecutive times ..." Kun Ji stared sharply at the man. "Last time I saw you escaped from a serious injury ..."
Zhuo snorted coldly, too lazy to answer, and sat down on her knees directly beside the hall door.
Kao and Kun Ji obviously have deep jealousies against this man. When he sees that he is unwilling to answer, they stop talking. Both silently released an energy barrier in front of them.
Eight levels of existence in the Shadows and Wings, and Atlanta, all quietly release the barrier in front of their own.
There are only a few small worlds, and the expression retreats nervously to the edge of the hall, revealing a careful posture.
Angel frowned and was about to send a message asking why. But I saw a white mist slowly spreading under the snail body, and quickly spread around.
In the hall, there is a pungent smell of medicine, and the guardians of several small worlds are pale and seem to have suffered a small loss.
"Since everyone is here, and the gate is closed, let's discuss the purpose of the party now." A grand old man's voice rang from above the hall.
No one snored, everyone continued to listen.
"There are two main purposes for gathering everyone this time. Ocean currents and the sacred holy vessels of Beilun Island." The old man's voice revealed a trace of simplicity. "Everyone should give advice on the distribution of ocean currents.
"I also recommend a fart! Whoever is strong will take the big head!" Kao sneered.
"Evenly."
"Let's host it, Lord Star Palace."
The guardians of the worlds speak up. When it comes to their fundamental interests, no one flinches, and they all say what is best for them.
Atlanta followed suit. Angle watched silently, without speaking,