MTL - The Wizard World-~ Chapter 635 Star Palace 2

The three Anglia followed closely.

Inside the cave is an endless black space. The four stood on a suspended silver road, surrounded by innocent darkness. Only occasionally a few colorful meteors slowly crossed, some were overhead, some were underfoot, and the directions were not the same.

Anglia pointed a shot and flew out a red flame to the right.

The flame flies slowly for a few kilometers, getting smaller and farther and farther. After more than ten seconds, Angile can't see the existence of the flame. It can only be saved through the contact if there is no connection. Fly forward.

He frowned, and looked down at the path under his eyes. It was a thin layer of silver that looked like a glass, and some places were covered with tiny cracks.

"This place is very damaged." The spiny whale is somewhat dissatisfied.

Medusa also just tried to temper around, and then retracted her hand.

"No way, here is the time and space black space. Everything about us will be eternal stagnation. It is already very good to be able to use the virtual channel."

"Hurry up, there is still a long way to go from the Star King Palace." Atlanta faintly said.

Several people responded and moved quickly along the silver path.

I don't know how long it took. The silver path in front of the branch gradually appeared as a branch road, staggered, and more and more, and finally formed a large net shape.

Angliel followed the drive of Atlanta, and soon saw a huge silver-blue palace in front.

Standing in the endless darkness, the palace exudes bright fluorescence and is a combination of a cylinder and an embossed statue.

There are long white stone steps at the entrance of the palace. The four men stepped up the steps and entered the open white door.

There are already two people in the temple. The left side is a human form consisting entirely of shadows. There is no entity, and it looks like a mist.

On the right, all of them are white robes with two pairs of white wings. They look very beautiful. They have no throat, no chest, and no gender.

I saw four people from Atlanta and four people entering the main hall. A black-eyed green-eyed man in the white-winged man stood up with a gentle smile on his face and greeted him.

"Nigan, who hasn't seen you for many years, your body is still so strong!" The four wings behind the green-eyed wing were opened and fanned. It seems to be a welcome etiquette.

Atlanta also smiled. Gently stepped forward and hugged the wing, and both sides kissed the mouth twice.

"Menni, you are still so beautiful, there are no traces of you in two thousand years! It is not easy to see that you are still alive."

"If I didn't follow the dragon seal, I am afraid that it is now the fertilizer of the world's intestines..." The winged Mani looked dim.

The two chilled. I casually chatted, and it seems that the relationship is not as close as I just kissed.

It seems that I saw the doubts of Angliel. The spiny whale whispered and explained: "Mouth to mouth is the most common etiquette in the four-wing world. It doesn't mean that the relationship is very good. But the guy in Atlanta is taking advantage of each time. Cheap, those wing people actually still relished.... I heard that the world of the wing people is popular to collect powerful saliva, it seems to be true."

Anglia was speechless for a while. “Collect saliva? The customs of different worlds are really strange.”

"Sit down and wait. There are still guardians of the world."

"Ok."

The three men found a corner and sat down, doing their own things.

Time flies, and after more than ten days, finally newcomers are coming.

boom! boom! boom!

There was a rhythm of roaring outside the palace. An invisible whirlwind slowly rushed in from the gate, rolling over the surface of everyone, vaguely bringing a touch of floral fragrance.

Angrid slowly opened his eyes and swept his eyes in the hall. At this time, he heard the sound and everyone's face changed. There is a hint of tension. The atmosphere of the person on the shadow side is particularly strong. One of the shadowed figures stood up with a cane, and two silver eyes on the face stared coldly at the door.

There was no big movement on the side of the wing, but the whole place moved to the hidden point.

Atlanta's face was dignified and said in a hurry: "Attention, the oldest guys in the surrounding blackfield are here. Try not to make a noise. Let me deal with it."

Anglia nodded, didn't talk, and concentrated on the door of the temple. They were like the hearts of other newcomers. I want to see what kind of guys in the world can be awesome.

quickly. The hall door was pushed open completely. An obese strong man walked in and slanted, and the heavy pace made a muffled sound.

The brawny skin is reddish, the most conspicuous is his head, his head without hair, but staring at a huge pink flower bud, from which the silk flowers are constantly floating.

"Hua Wang Ya, the only guardian of the psychedelic world, pay attention, its temper is very bad, the least like others staring at his head." Atlanta quickly passed to Angri, as for the other two People consciously lowered their sights and apparently knew this taboo.

Anglia also just swept away Wang Huayi, and slowly lowered his eyes.

Kao swept a circle in the hall, his eyes stopped directly on the shadow side, and he grinned twice. "The movie demon has come, it is rare, I thought that you will only hide in the shadow world for a lifetime."

"Shadow World?" Angley looked at the shadows and looked at the shadows.

The black-eyed man who stood up over there, laughing with a cane, actually did not dare to respond.

Kao snorted and dismissed his eyes. He walked to the place where he was inside the hall and sat down on his knees.

He wore green leaves and clothes, and the top of the flowerbed, sitting still, did not look like a huge plant. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

It’s another few days. Outside the hall, there was a silent transfiguration into a translucent human form. It was a man who floated in a corner and sat down without a word. Everyone just swept him and took back his sight. This person has only seven levels of power fluctuations and looks like a guardian of a small world. Whether it is Kao or Shadow Demon, it belongs to the eighth level.

There is no eight-level level here, and there is no qualification to speak.

Then waited for another two days, a long black hair man with a long hanging sword walked into the hall. The man's face was handsome and cold, his skin was pale, his hair was long and his waist was soft and weak. A white red dress looked a little formal. .

"Will you come to Kao?" The man's gaze instantly locked the flower king, the left eye corner slowly purple, and became longer, and turned into a narrow and long Danfeng eye, revealing a trace of surprise.

Kao yin and yang smirked and laughed: "Hey! Isn't this the Kunji who grabbed the position of his sister's daughter? What's the matter, your annihilation monsoon practiced? Run to want to compete for ocean currents?"

The black man brows slightly wrinkled: "Kao your mouth is still so stinky."

"Oh, I can compare you to the Kunji season. For the sake of strength, you can betray the teacher, destroy the relatives, and rob the original sister of his own sister. Finally, he will also invest in other doorways, oh, the holy mark Wang Kunji, the good name. A series of experiences can be compiled into the best-selling story novels." Kao's face is disdainful. "Make your teacher's doorway steadily weak, and you can only invest in my psychedelic world. For thousands of years, even the inheritance is almost gone. Even if you practice the highest level of the annihilation monsoon, what about the power, you **** It’s a disgusting scum!”

"That's my business, you don't have to worry about it." Kunji faintly walked inside the hall and sat alone in an open space.

"The genius of the shit!! Laozi will let all the guardians know your disgusting sooner or later!" Kao snorted and exposed the fierce light.

After the entry of Kunqu, the gate of the Star Palace was slowly closed. At this moment, there was a seam at the seam, and it suddenly shot into a white light and landed on the ground. It turned into a white-faced middle-aged man. After he stood firm, he glanced calmly at everyone present. .

"Snail!! You are still alive!!??" Kao stared at the people with horror.

"What makes me still alive?" The snails are cold and cold, not the general chaos, but directly with the spirit.

"Are you not going to the world's intestines to challenge? You can still live out three times in a row..." Kunji stared at the man sharply. "The last time I saw you seriously hurt and escaped..."

The snail snorted and didn't bother to answer, sitting directly at the door of the temple.

Kao and Kun Ji clearly have deep jealousy about this person, and seeing that he is unwilling to answer, there is no more talk. Both of them quietly released an energy barrier in front of them.

The eight levels of shadows and wingers, as well as Atlanta, are also dull and quietly releasing the barrier in front of themselves.

Only a few small worlds existed, and the look of tension fell back to the edge of the hall, revealing a cautious gesture.

Angley frowned and was about to ask questions. However, I saw a white fog slowly spreading under the snail and quickly spread around.

The hall was slowly filled with pungent smell, and the guardians of several small worlds looked pale and seemed to have suffered a small loss.

"Since everyone has arrived, I have closed the temple door. Now everyone is going to discuss the purpose of this party." A grand old voice rang from above the main hall.

No one snorted, everyone listened to this voice and continued.

"There are two main purposes for gathering people this time. The ocean stream and the destruction of the island of Beilun Island." The voice of the old man showed a trace of awe. "As for the distribution of ocean currents, according to what kind of principle, everyone will give a suggestion."

"I also recommend a fart! Whoever is strong will take the big head!" Kao sneered.

"Average distribution."

"It’s still hosted by the Star Palace."

The guardians of various worlds have opened their mouths. When it comes to their respective fundamental interests, no one has to retreat a little, and they all say the best way for themselves.

Atlanta also followed a plan. Anglia was quietly watching and not talking.