Twisted Realm

Early the next morning, in a private luxury villa.

creak! ! creak! !

The two little guys, who were only about one meter two tall and wore black robes, made the sound of the joints colliding all over their bodies, and they were honestly in front of the porters, carrying huge boxes of materials that were dozens of times their size.

After placing the boxes neatly in the corner of the room, they picked up the broom that was on the side, and cleaned the room meticulously with slightly stiff movements.

After doing all this, the two little guys opened the material box, jumped into the box with some effort, took out a piece of material, and carefully placed it on the ground.

The two child laborers were working hard, while Meng Xuan was sitting comfortably cross-legged on a cushion in the distance, with his eyes closed, practicing the ritual combination method.

creak! ! creak! !

After all the materials were laid out on the ground, the two little guys walked slowly to Meng Xuan with stiff and slightly cute steps.

Zheng! !

From their black robes fell two sharp silver razors.

The two little guys squatted slightly, with a stiff smile without any anger on their young and stiff faces, looking indifferent and strange.

Whoosh! !

Holding sharp razors in their hands, they leaped towards Meng Xuan.

They landed lightly on Meng Xuan's shoulders, and the sharp razor in his hand slammed out.

Brush brush! !

The long beard on Meng Xuan's face kept falling off with the quick movements of the two little guys.

After shaving, they carefully helped Meng Xuan repair his temples, and found a towel to help him wipe his face.

After doing all this, the two little guys fell back in front of Meng Xuan, and the little body knelt down, motionless.

About half an hour later, Meng Xuan finished his practice and opened his eyes.

He touched his clean and refreshing chin, then looked at the cleanly cleaned room, and touched the heads of the two little guys, a glimmer of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

After completing the communication experiment between the two worlds yesterday, he began to try the evil puppet ritual, and he successfully transformed the two evil spirits from the two mischievous evil spirits in the abandoned villa into evil puppets.

Although because it is the first conversion, they have not had time to collect enough materials to improve their physical strength, so that they only have the speed and strength of ordinary professional level.

However, because of the soul contract signed with him, these two little guys were also infected by part of the power of distortion, and the illusion ability they originally had became stronger and weirder. But killing a few top pros is more than enough.

Moreover, these two little guys can communicate with him to a certain extent, and can complete many tasks by themselves, which is almost equal to two hard-working little servants, saving him a lot of trouble.

Meng Xuan waved his hand and motioned for the two little guys to go play in the mud in the courtyard.

Then, he walked to the placed ceremony materials and started the preparations for the ceremony.

His mental power is extremely close to the limit of seven rounds, and maybe he can be promoted in a few days.

But after knowing how to enter the mirror world again, he couldn't wait to enter that world again, and could no longer wait for his mental power to move forward slowly.

Therefore, he is going to take a little risk and forcibly integrate the power of the three major ritual light groups, directly pushing the spiritual power to the limit of seven rounds.

Of course, this is not a reckless move. He obtained the "spirit-soothing ceremony" to appease and suppress the negative emotions of evil spirits from the evil puppet's notes. He plans to perform this ceremony to suppress his negative emotions in order to be safer Absorbing the power of distortion in the three major ritual light groups will not cause excessive changes in the character.

Soon, he can really reach the limit of seven rounds.

The floor of the room was covered with mysterious ritual patterns, and the pale light was on and off.

Meng Xuan sat in it with his eyes closed, an uncontrollable violent emotion arose in his heart.

However, the pale and cold light of the ritual array pattern made a trace of coolness in his heart, fighting against the irritable emotions.

The ritual light group representing the power of distortion almost disappeared, revealing the true colors of the three rituals.

Three twisted, wriggling, and complex textured structures were suspended in the sea of ​​his mind, constantly trying to combine to create a new existence, but they were forcibly separated by Meng Xuan's spiritual power.

Now is not the time, but soon, as long as I can enter that world again, new power...

Feeling the spiritual power that successfully reached the limit of seven rounds, Meng Xuan thought with a calm expression.

At noon, Jinhui Community, at home.

Mom and Dad went to work, and Meng Qian didn't know what activities she ran out to participate in. The house was empty.

However, this is exactly the environment Meng Xuan needs.

He took out the ingredients in the big bag on the back, and after a little processing, put it in a pot and began to cook the hallucinogenic secret recipe of the ancient Wuzhu tribe in Nan'anzhou.

While the medicine was being boiled, he went up to the rooftop on the seventh floor, found a wooden ladder shared by the entire building, and moved it to his room.

Afterwards, after preparing the ritual materials, he began to draw the "Baptism Ceremony" to enhance the inspiration on the floor of his room.

The last time he tried in the villa, the scene Meng Xuan saw after communicating with another world was not in the twisted experimental base. He guessed that it was probably related to the place he entered.

So, he is going to hold his second experiment in the mirror world at home.

After painting the ritual pattern on the ground, Meng Xuan put the wooden ladder brought from the rooftop of the building on the wall and landed in the center of the ritual pattern.

After doing all this, he went to the kitchen to check the cooking status of the hallucinogenic secret recipe. After about five minutes, he turned off the fire, opened the lid of the pot, let the liquid cool down slightly, and then brought it into the room and put the room The door was locked tightly, and he stood in front of the wooden ladder.

He took a deep breath, his spiritual power overflowed, and he slowly read the start language of the spiritual immersion ceremony in a low voice.

The pale light flickered.

"In front of me is an endless staircase that will take me to the realm of the mirror..."

Meng Xuan began to suggest to himself for a while, and then slammed down the hallucinogenic medicine in the pot.

The feeling of overdose attacked him in an instant.

He forcibly controlled his body and climbed up the wooden ladder in front of him.

His mental power continued to pour out against the strong resistance and crazy ravings.

getting closer...

Meng Xuan gritted his teeth and kept climbing along the stairs.

The "movement" of approaching the higher world became more and more clear and obvious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, he felt a thin film.

puff! ! !

He mustered all his strength and slammed the film to pierce.

The pressure, resistance, and frenzied babble instantly faded away like a tide.

Silence returned to his ears, and a slightly decadent smell came.

He opened his eyes sharply.

Entering the eye is a familiar dark all-metal passage. On the wall on the left side of the metal passage, there is a familiar terrifying fist print.

Meng Xuan took a deep breath of the air with a familiar rotten smell, and his heart was extremely calm and peaceful.

After many days, he finally re-entered this strange, mysterious, and dangerous realm that gave him everything.