Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

"Ah~ they don't need to exist anymore, why don't they go to the Chanyuan Long Yi as a greeting."

"Thousands of people, how good it is to eat~"

"Hehe~ No need, after the curse island, this world will become our cafeteria. Before the resurrection of the big brother, give him a big surprise."

Lie's face had a few morbid blushes on his face, which was [-]% similar to Wujo Satoru, and a bit of madness appeared. He hugged his shoulders tightly, as if he was a lunatic, savoring it. An indescribable emotion.

"Lie, you are unbelievable~"

"Don't say that~ Yada, we are companions~"

The voices of the two became more and more illusory, and the wooden houses in the canyon began to disappear.

As if nothing ever happened. ,

in the endless darkness.

The coffin that was buried on the top of the mountain of bones.

It seemed to shake slightly.

The corner of the coffin, which was originally tightly covered, quietly opened a crack.

........

half a month later. ,

Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean, Long Yi was lying on a rocking chair on the deck, enjoying the breeze, a glass of red wine swaying slightly in his hand.

Beside him, Gojo Satoru, who was also dressed in casual clothes, was wearing coquettish sunglasses and sipping delicious cakes.

Just looking at these two people may make people think that this luxury cruise ship is a vacation cruise ship for the sons of aristocratic families.

but.

As long as you look carefully, you will find that apart from these two people, the other hundred and ten people, without exception, have serious expressions on their faces.

It seemed that something great was about to happen.

Gojo Satoru and Chanyuan Ryuichi are now out of tune with this world.

"Wutiao, how long will it take? The Yusan family won't be able to lie to us with fake coordinates~"

Long Yi took a sip of the red wine in his hand and said in a teasing tone.

It has been nearly a week since we set off in Fusang Tokyo four days ago, but this cruise ship is still drifting in the Atlantic Ocean, as if aimlessly. This cruise ship is not an ordinary cruise ship, but It is a specially modified magic tool.

It's as fast as some top sports cars can do on land.

"An la~ An la, according to my old man, was the last time I went out to look for the curse island, but it took nearly half a month to find it.",

"Curse Island is mysterious and unpredictable. For thousands of years, the three families of Yu have not been able to officially determine its location. If it were not guided by the coordinates of the ancestors, it is estimated that they would never be found in this life."

During the conversation between the two, there was not the slightest excitement about going to the [Holy Land] that countless noble families dream of.

Instead, it seems to be indifferent and casual with a bit of going to the resort.

"Who is that guy, who is so close to Wujo Satoru!"

A young boy on the deck pointed at Long Yi and asked the slightly older young man beside him.

"Shh! Be quiet, do you want to die! That guy is Chanyuan Longyi!"

"Ah, the guy who single-handedly killed the Rukawa family."

"Who else is there other than him, what family are you, you dare to come here if you don't know anything." The young man pulled the young man aside.

"I'm from Echizen's house. It was originally my brother who came here, but I heard that Long Yi of the Chanyuan came, and he didn't come. It is said that he was knocked unconscious last time without a punch, and he was ashamed to come."

The young man was a stunned young man, and he said such a scandal directly.

Unexpectedly, not only did there not appear to be ridicule on the face of the young man, but he said with a bit of sympathy.

"I belong to the Tezuka family, and so does my eldest brother."

While talking, the two avoided the deck far away.

As if hiding from the god of plague, he didn't dare to look at Long Yi again. ,

The current Long Yi has been passed down as gods.

Disrupt the imperial front, defeat Wutiao, kill Rukawa, and withdraw from the association.

In addition to the tyranny of the legend of taking people's lives if they don't agree with one word, he has long been labeled with a big killing god.

"Hahaha!!! Long Yi, you are really famous now."

Gojo Satoru bumped Long Yi's shoulder with a smirk and joked.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what anyone thinks of me, or says that about me~"

Long Yi waved his hand indifferently.

He shook the glass in his hand lightly.

The scent is transcendent and elegant.

With a bit of indescribable dust.

"By the way, you seem to be a little different recently." Wujo Wuren took off his sunglasses, revealing the pair of eyes of the sky, blue eyes with a different luster, staring closely at Long Yi .

As if to see through his changes completely. ,

"Oh, what's the difference, let's hear it~"

"You seem to be stronger~!"

"You said this, you are not the same, there is no lower limit and you don't need to seal it~"

"Hahaha!!! That's right, we are all getting stronger, so why not..."

"Fight and see!!!! Let's see who of us has made more progress!!!"

Vigorous! ! !

empty~

In an instant, the inexhaustible magic power like the sea erupted on Wujo Satoru's body. .

Chapter 156

The terrifying magic power seemed to burst out from Wujo Satoru's body in an instant with the anger of the endless sky.

The space begins to appear layer upon layer of superposition.

Like pieces of glass, mottled and transparent.

It is like some kind of powerful and unknown big hand, pinching the space tightly.

unlimited!

Clearly.

Countless infinity rapidly superimposed beside Gojo Satoru.

There is almost no seal process in the unlimited spell, and it is directly manifested around him.

For an instant.

Against the backdrop of endless brilliance, Wutiaowu is like a god who descended into the world, aloof and contempt for all living beings.

Boring, the world is so boring~

This is the only portrayal of Gojo Gou's life. Before he met Chanyuan Ryuichi, the word "opponent" never appeared in his world.

There has never been an opponent's word.

The strongest, these two words not only represented his strength, but also laid his sorrow.

There is no death without regrets for magicians, this is a sentence that my idiot teacher often tells him and others.

If one day I will die, then my regret must be boredom.

Gojo Satoru once thought like this.

Invincibility is not a curse.

It was not until the competition in front of the imperial court, facing the crisis of being completely cracked by someone for the first time in his life, that Gojo Satoru realized for the first time that he was fighting at that moment.

A giant dragon in the midst of tigers and leopards, wantonly slaughtering, will eventually feel bored. Only when he encounters a dragon that is also an opponent will he show his sharp fangs again. ,

Hidden behind Gojo Satoru's mask that seemed to care nothing, there was a loneliness that no one could control.

Even Xia You can't fight against her serious self, this era is so weak.

Apart from...,

Zen Yuan Longyi! ! !

Ka Ka Ka! ! !

Looking at Wujo Satoru who suddenly became serious, a slight smile appeared on Long Yi's mouth.

He got up from the rocking chair.

With a slight point of toes, a huge azure blue Qimen game unfolded in an instant.

The mysterious and mysterious aura continued to bloom under his feet.

Space and time seem to lose their meaning in a moment.

In this strange door, he seems to be the only god and the only king.

"If you want to play, I can accompany you, it doesn't matter ¨"~"

Long Yi's voice was still that lazy, as if even in the face of Wujou Wu, it would be difficult for him to be truly serious.

"Try it~"

bass! !

Wujou's figure instantly disappeared from Long Yi's field of vision, like a black lightning bolt, causing ripples in the space.

Through everything, shaking the sky.