Chapter 187: Shrink into an inch

Name:Dark Beast Summoner Author:青扇
Chapter 187

The magic moon is empty.

A scarlet blood moon hung in the foggy sky.

The demonic energy is strong, and countless phantoms can be seen everywhere. These phantoms are reappearing the tragic monster war hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the entire monster battlefield carries a chilling aura.

The ghost of the devil in the sky had disappeared two days ago.

And at the innermost periphery, a huge black magic palace stood on the ground, as if it had stood here for thousands of years.

The magic palace stands tall and majestic.

At the entrance of the Demon Palace, many spiritual practitioners stood outside at this time.

"Why don't you go in?"

Mu Yuheng asked a friendly middle-aged spiritualist.

"Little brother, don't you know? The magic palace is only open every day, and only ten people can be admitted at a time! Everyone is waiting for the time to arrive!" said the middle-aged monk.

"But there are more than ten people here, how can I get in then?"

"Naturally, whoever is fast will go first."

In other words, whoever has a high cultivation base can go in first. No matter how fast you run, can it be faster than the spiritual cultivation speed of the high cultivation base?

It is no wonder that this middle-aged monk is willing to talk to Mu Yuheng.

At first glance, they knew that their two brothers and sisters had a talented cultivation base in the early stage of the spiritual realm. The threat was too small, and no one regarded them as rivals for quotas.

"Thank you, brother and brother, let's go first, and Shen Shi will come over to join in the fun."

Mu Wushuang said.

In order not to attract attention, she put on the hat again. Mu Yuheng couldn't see the expression in her eyes, but knew that she had other plans.

The middle-aged monks didn't take them seriously, thinking that what they were talking about was just watching the fun, and they thought they were quite self-aware.

"There is still half a day before Shenshi, Yuheng, I will teach you a set of footwork. If you can practice it, we can enter the magic palace today."

Mu Wushuang said to the beautiful younger brother.

"What footwork?" Mu Yuheng's eyes were bright.

"Lingbo's microsteps, ahhhh, I was wrong. I was shrunk, but I only have incomplete exercises. There are three in total. I only have one here."

This is still the speed and distance exercise found on the space bookshelf. There are also exercises of the Lingbo Weibu type, but it is relatively low-level, and only shrinking the ground is a high-level exercise. It's a pity that there are only fragments in the space, and it is estimated that there will be no remaining chapters in the future.

"Shrink to an inch!"

Listening to the name is great! Mu Yuheng looked forward very much.

Long Yi thought in the dark, where did the name of this technique seem to have been heard.

But I can't remember for a while.

Shrinking the ground into an inch, as the name suggests, is to shorten a long distance to within a few minutes and arrive in an instant.

It is said that if you practice to the extreme, you can instantly move to another continent.

But Mu Wushuang only had the first one. She had practiced in the space for a few days and tried it once when she came out. At most, she could only move a few miles in an instant, no more.

If you want to teleport farther, I'm afraid you have to complete the exercises.

Mu Yuheng's talent for comprehension of exercises is very high. He carried the exercises on his back, and after only practicing a few times, he could teleport several meters away.

People are more popular than others, I think she has practiced for a few days before becoming one!

After half a day, Mu Yuheng was able to shrink into an inch within a few miles.

At this moment, there is only two sticks of incense from Shenshi.

When the two siblings rushed to the entrance of the magic palace, the outside was already crowded with people, more than ten times the previous.

"Twenty people have entered in the first two days and haven't come out yet, or let's not go in!"

Someone in front of Mu Wushuang and the others retreated.

"They must have been dazzled by the baby, and they are still choosing in the magic palace, such a good thing, don't you go and I will go!"

"That is, the magic palace that appears once in sixty years will get another Jiazi next time. I am begging for wealth and danger. Maybe I will go in once and I won't have to worry about the rest of my life when I come out!"

"Cut, ten people entered at a time, do you think you can squeeze in?"

A group of people said each other.

Mu Wushuang probably took a look. There were one or two hundred spiritual cultivations here, and there were two elders in the spirit king realm at the forefront.

She and the beautiful brother are at the end, and now they can’t squeeze in, but they don’t have to squeeze in front.

"Let's let it all! Let me let it all!"

Suddenly, a fat man with big head and big ears squeezed in, and two people beside him opened the way.

The place where he was crowded was exactly where Mu Wushuang and Mu Yuheng stood.

"Don't you have long ears? Get out of me quickly!"

The fat man stared at Mu Yuheng and Mu Wushuang with unkind eyes. The others gave in, but the two of them stood still.

"Don't let it? Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Huh?"

Fatty's eyes turned fierce.

Mu Yuheng looked at the fat man coldly, unmoved.

The fat man said loudly, "Lao Tzu's father is the sword king Xu Gang! Lao Tzu is Xu Dazhu!"

"Oh! The son of the sword king Xu Gang!"

"No wonder it's so arrogant!"

The people beside them quickly dispersed.

The name of the sword king Xu Gang is like everyone's thunder. He is very powerful in kendo, but he is famous for his sinister and cruelty.

Because the name of the man who slaughtered a city of tens of thousands of people not long ago was Xu Gang!

"Be scared, if you're afraid, quickly make way for Lao Tzu!"

Xu Dazhu triumphed.

"Xu Dazhu, right? The name your father gave you is really suitable for you, aren't you just a pig with a mouth full of dung."

A lazy and cold female voice sounded.

The people around all covered their mouths and laughed.

Xu Dazhu was angry and angry, ready to draw his sword to kill.

"Da Zhu, the magic palace is about to open, this woman will come back to deal with it."

Suddenly a middle-aged man flew over from a distance, picked up Xu Dazhu in one hand, and looked back at the two sisters and brothers Mu Wushuang deeply, with cold killing intent in his eyes.

"That's the sword king Xu Gang! You two are miserable!"

"You are dead!"

"The Sword King is very cruel, kills without blinking!"

People around are subconsciously stay away from them, for fear of being affected.

"The Sword King is here. Ten of us are here."

The old man in black robe nodded and said.

Together with the sword king Xu Gang and his son, there are six people beside the two old men.

When he said this, the people below wailed for a while!

The ten of them have a high level of cultivation, and they directly set the quotas, and no one else can enter!

"When you get inside, I hope everyone can help each other." Xu Gang said with a smile.

Ten of them talked and laughed, and they didn't care about the mood of those who came early.

Strength is the truth, and strength is not enough, and there is no qualification to enter the magic palace.

Half a time before the opening of the magic palace, the black-robed old man used his spiritual knowledge to transmit to Xu Gang: "There are ten palaces in the magic palace, and each of the ten people will be teleported into different palaces, but there is only one of the ten palaces. There are treasures in the palace. When the time comes, the old man will find the treasures first, and he must send you a message to the Sword King first. I hope the Sword King will be the same."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I promised you, so I will count it naturally." Li Gang said.

Lao Zhang had been in the magic palace when he was last Jiazi. He and Lao Liu are both experienced people. Thanks to the friendship between them, he can know what many people don't know.

But if he really found the treasure, he would be a fool to call Lao Zhang!

"That's good." Zhang Lao Cang smiled on his old face, a strange smile.