fifth form

Chapter 1521 Curse You
Fighting with magic is a wonderful thing.

Luck is a type of spell. What ordinary people think of as luck is good luck, but luck includes both good luck and bad luck.

This also corresponds to the curses and blessings of incantations.

Curses usually bring benefits when used on oneself, such as Vajra Curses, God-inviting Curses, etc., while cursing others are mostly evil curses.

Zhang Xuezhou's "drawing of a villain" cursed Pressenel.

He borrowed the opponent's essence and blood to complete the spell. It was originally just a try, but Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that he would succeed after just one try.

One of his luck spells worked, and Zhang Xuezhou noticed that the luck he had initially promoted had increased.

Although it was not to the extent of condensing movements, it seemed that he had been deprived of something in Pressenel, or had received some kind of favor from heaven and earth, which gave him a preliminary introduction to movement.

Being able to curse Pressenel behind his back without being discovered, and also get some possible benefits, it is not surprising that Zhang Xuezhou devoted himself to it.

He even saw the blurry black figure of Pressenel in the hazy state, as well as the constant pursuit and fighting of Nags and Chimonhager.

Zhang Xuezhou even saw Pressenel's special 'demon pill'. Amidst the black aura, the figure of the sequencer fell to the ground.

Even the Sixth Sequencer couldn't withstand Presenel's violent attack among the moths.

Compared with Precenel's previous huge giant moth body, Precenel's changed body is more difficult to deal with.

Perhaps the battle with Tur Bluetu brought a sense of oppression to the giant moth, or perhaps for other reasons, the opponent became flexible and dangerous at this time.

"I curse you for tripping over the steel bars!"

As Zhang Xuezhou spoke, he vaguely felt that Pressenel's body seemed to be tilted, as if he had tripped over something.

The mana in his body poured out wildly, as if a heavy spell had just been released.

There is also a vague feeling of broken buds in the body.

Whenever he succeeds in the spell, Zhang Xuezhou feels as if he has received some kind of baptism, and his ability to move increases gradually.

"It seems that I can't curse Pressenel too hard. I can only curse him according to his actual situation, and I need to curse him at the most appropriate time!"

Zhang Xuezhou also belatedly realized that the witchcraft in "Hong Lie" was not about cursing people at will, but only the right push at the right time.

For example, if the other person is in the water and he insists on cursing him to be burned to death, this kind of witchcraft is very difficult to implement. It is also difficult for him to curse the other person to drown in the water. However, if Zhang Xuezhou sees the other person entering the water and curses the other person to choke on the water, he will It's possible to succeed.

It needs to go with the flow and the timing, so that the witchcraft can be realized.

His movement skills to influence the opponent cannot exist as the main force to be targeted, but can only make the results tend to his own side.

"I curse you to be hit by the Great Sword of Nagus!"

"Curse you to be locked in the Chimonhagrid weapon!"

The vagueness of the figure in his perception brought trouble to Zhang Xuezhou. If he didn't know the situation clearly, it would undoubtedly be extremely difficult for him to implement the witchcraft spell.

Zhang Xuezhou was also glad that he could distinguish Nagus and even knew the opponent's weapons.

"Curse your body to be exploded!"

"I curse you to bleed from all seven holes!"

"Curse... curse you to suck poisonous blood!"

"Curse all your moth helpers to death!"

From locking on Pressenel to watching the subsequent game, Zhang Xuezhou saw too much in his blurred senses.

This made him curse repeatedly and repeat the process of witchcraft and curses.

His kind of spell is not surprising. Some spell masters cast spells for three days and three nights, or seven days and seven nights. For example, Shen Peigong starved himself for several days when he cast the spell, and he also spent several days building an altar before successfully casting the spell.

The only reason why Zhang Xuezhou can cast spells conveniently is because of the witchcraft medium he has mastered. This drop of blood essence from Pressenel provides too many conveniences.

"Curse you..."

After sensing the scene of being knocked away, Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to quickly turn around and curse.

The time has come, and Nags finally begins to show off his power.

In the dense shadows, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Nagus seemed to have caught up with Pressenel, and then he struck with a series of consecutive cuts.

Zhang Xuezhou even heard the explosion caused by the heavy slash amidst the huge noise of the moth.

If he guessed correctly, Nagus used the violent explosive power of the sword at this time, looking for a fatal blow. "I curse you to be beaten to death!"

Zhang Xuezhou murmured with satisfaction, and couldn't help but curse Precenel again like adding insult to injury.

He was mumbling, and only heard the roar of cannons in his ears.

Brilliant flames bloomed in the sky above Laiyata City. Some areas were directly cleared, and the remains of moths fell down.

The Sequencer and Thermal Weapon showed their power almost at the same time. Nagus hit Pressenel, and this time the bombardment was no longer calculated. It had a very high hit rate and no longer bombed the square like before. and houses.

Hongfan Square fell into extreme chaos.

Countless moths were caught in a crazy chase, and Nagus seemed to be surrounded by moths at all costs, forming a huge sphere.

There was another faint scream.

"My perception is not clear, I curse you to not see clearly either..."

Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to see clearly, and was unable to make an effective judgment, so he could only randomly perform witchcraft spells, trying his luck to curse the other party, and trying his best to tip the balance of victory towards them.

He cursed a lot and felt his eyelids suddenly twitching.

Zhang Xuezhou was immediately alert when he felt a tightness in his chest. He had just stopped the witchcraft spell, and when his vision returned to clarity, he saw a storm approaching from a distance.

A staggering black shadow wrapped in countless giant moths kept approaching in their direction.

There were also sounds of violent collisions mixed in.

"Discovered!"

Zhang Xuezhou's heart tightened.

"run!"

Thoughts came to his mind, and he wanted to tell Song Fengying to run away, but he saw that Ren Anran and others were already around him.

This made Zhang Xuezhou quickly lower his right hand, which was about to cast a spell.

"Hide inside and wait for rescue!"

He glanced at the house next to him, and before Zhang Xuezhou could finish speaking, Wang Li, who had been busy looking for a way out, got his head out of a window, and Turkalando pried open the door. .

This made Ren Anran jump up and pull Song Fengying into the house.

In their team, they don't have to have the ability to attack, but they must have the ability to escape and escape.

If they wait stupidly while waiting for Zhang Xuezhou, it will be difficult for them to become teammates.

Zhang Xuezhou only regained consciousness for two seconds, and then ran in as well.

Considering Zhang Xuezhou's previous need for an underground bunker, a brick and stone house was not enough to meet his requirements.

But many plans are far behind the changes, and there are only houses nearby that can serve as a temporary refuge.

"I curse you to not be able to get in!"

He muttered something muffled, and then quickly got into the door.

A pile of debris immediately piled up towards the door and window.

"mine……"

"The elixir of divine grace!"

Within thirty seconds of entering the house, loud shouts could already be heard outside the house.

Zhang Xuezhou saw a long and thin object penetrate the door directly, and then nailed it tightly to his photo paper used for witchcraft curse.

In just a blink of an eye, the slender thing shrank back.

Zhou Hui shouted loudly again.

Zhou Zhouhui can't do anything to Presenel, but the endless moths can't do anything to Zhou Hui either.

Like Nagus and Chimonhagri in the seventh sequence, it is difficult for moths to break through the protective power of their bodies, and they exist more as factors such as confusing sight and adding to obstructions.

The time has come, and Zhou Zhouhui finally dares to tease the tiger's beard.