Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

As early as Long Yi lifted the shackles that were not allowed to use other stunts.

His realm has already opened up in an instant.

only.

Because Fei Liandui was terrified of Tian Luo, ignoring the weak changes around him.

From the beginning.

In Fei Lian's mind, a false feeling of running was planted, so he kept running.

"Your ability is good, if it's not too ugly and disgusting, maybe you can be a partner with the goddess."

"However, I'm not interested in a big black loach, so."

"Goodbye~"

Cognitive Distortion ~ Altered Consciousness.

A cognition bred from the depths of the soul begins to be radically changed.

In Fei Lian's mind, the consciousness of all origins began to become trance.

His eyes quickly lost expression.

Like a doll without a soul.

Death equals existence, existence equals destruction!

hum! ! .

Chapter 170

In an instant, everything in Fei Lian's mind began to distort, under the collision of death and survival.

His body and the root of his curse are constantly broken.

Ka Ka Ka! !

The cracks on the body were constantly provoked, and the spell was launched uncontrollably.

hum~

hideous~

His body began to twist into a bean-sized black ball of mud.

Circling constantly in the air.

"This is!!"

There was a flash of light in the dragon's eyes, and he gently waved between his palms.

The black mud pill quietly fell into his palm.

"Release the realm~"

bass! !

Everything around is like a cloud and quickly dispersing.

The throne is gone.

Long Yi's body seemed to be floating in the air with gusts of breeze, floating above the sky.

He picked up the bean-sized mud pill and looked at it carefully.

As if he noticed something.

There was a hint of playfulness on his face.

"The curse spirit born in emotions will disappear completely after being removed, until the next time it is called out by human emotions, but at that time he is already equivalent to a brand new curse spirit, 23 does not have any previous consciousness. "

"And the curse spirit that was born in the imaginary will indeed leave a filth, and then it will fall on the filth again after being thought of it by humans to a certain extent."

"It's interesting~"

Long Yi grasped the filth, and Ji Ling instantly activated.

Woohoo! !

The black eternal night was continuously instilled into the mud pill.

Almost instantly.

Long Yi realized that Ni Wan could really be restrained.

And it might be because the assumptions that resided on this were temporarily shattered.

It's not the curse spirit that is restrained, but the power of the curse spirit.

In other words.

The spell held by Fei Lian has now been mastered by Long Yi.

And there is absolutely no need for convincing.

Long Yi stretched out his palm with interest.

buzz~

A bloody vortex appeared in his palm.

Although that power looks choppy, in fact, it is not actually much substantial power.

But it has more amazing abilities.

"Dry Word·Magic Sakura~"

"Kunzi·Tuhe Cha!!"

bass! !

Long Yi quickly choked with one hand, and his figure settled on the ground.

A mirror image of an illusory dragon appeared quickly.

The dragon punched the sight.

but.

This time, the mirror image did not disappear like the last time, but an incomparably huge rock was instantly shot out of the body and rushed towards Long Yi.

When Long Yi saw this scene, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

The figure retreated quickly.

Being able to perfectly integrate two completely different 'hexagrams', this ability itself is simply tailor-made for Long Yi.

With this ability, the power of Qimen after the wind will increase by at least [-]%.

Long Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Then he looked at the mountain that Fei Lian was looking at just now, a trace of scarlet appeared in his eyes.

"I'm tired of playing the game of Jiajiajiu. Next, it's time for dinner!!"

bass! ! ! |

After saying that, his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Only the crumbling earth in the above-ground forest speaks of a terrible battle that took place here.

...........

at the same time.

The other side of the cursed island.

Gojo Satoru led his brother's hand.

In front of him, a golden toad was locked to the front by a chain that was taken out from nowhere.

"Quack~ Uncle Wujo, it's about to go to the next level, quack, the boy took you a short way, and those big idiots couldn't find you at all."

"That's really hard work for you~ Have some tea together when you have time~"

Gojo Satoru said to it with a smile.

Looking at that familiar smiling face, Bass's whole body kept oozing cold sweat.

"Don't dare!! Don't dare!! It's my honor to serve the handsome Gojo-sama"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru's face showed a few helpful expressions.

That's what it looked like just now.

While counting down, counting to five, he smiled and wiped out all the flesh-and-blood clones he had created in an instant.

Is this guy really human? !

wrong! !

Damn, he must be a monster in human skin! ! !

Bass roared wildly in his heart, but his face still looked like a dog's leg.

Right now, he just wanted to send this god of plague away quickly.

This time, so many people finally came to the island, but they were all monsters.

Shatuo is also said to have overturned.

"Bass, right?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly spoke up, which startled Bass.

Then he said quickly.

"Master Wutiao, call it whatever you want!"

"Oh~ Okay, Toad!!"

Depend on! !You already know what my name is, but you still dare to call me that! !