If it wasn't for the breath of the Orochi Orochi that made him unforgettable, he almost thought that the Orochi Orochi in front of him was just a strange snake with eight heads.

There are often eight-headed snakes, but the eight-headed snake has only one since ancient times, one of the oldest fears of mankind.

Tyrant, Yuan Lu Zhi! ! !

"Who are you!!!".

Chapter 127

Looking at the eight-headed snake that looked like a pet, he knew that the boy in front of him was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

He knew the techniques of the magic spirits that could be manipulated, but the [Onmyoji] who had tried to subdue the Orochi Yachi had already become a skeleton in its belly.

can be seen. ,

This eight-headed snake, which seems to have lost its intelligence, is clearly under complete control.

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"It seems that the seal over the years has indeed made him dull!"

Looking at the appearance of the super curse spirit, Long Yi knew in his heart that the guy in front of him didn't realize that the Orochi Yachi at the moment was not complete.

A plan emerged in his mind.

There was a slight smile on Long Yi's mouth.

He casually played with the Orochi Baqi in his hand, his tone was still as lazy, but in the eyes of the already extremely vigilant Curse Spirit, it did become somewhat unfathomable.

Under the seal of thousands of years, his perception of magic power has almost dropped to freezing point.

Therefore, he could not make a judgment on Long Yi's strength.

But looking at the eight-headed snake in the other's hand, you know that the other party is probably not easy to mess with.

"Damn it!! Could it be that my estimation was wrong, the group of trash from the Rukawa family misled me, there are such terrifying humans in this era.",

The cursed spirit cursed secretly in his heart.

"Before asking other people's questions, shouldn't you talk about yourself first?"

While speaking, a wisteria flower rocking chair appeared behind Long Yi, and he slowly rose.

Holding the Orchid Snake, he slumped on the rocking chair with a bit of arrogance in his tone.

The more he was like this, the more the curse spirit felt that he was unfathomable.

For thousands of years, I don't know how many magicians have entered here, but without exception, when they face themselves, they feel fear or resentment in their hearts.

Although his perception of magic power dropped to the lowest level, but.

Spells born out of countless emotions are the most sensitive beings to emotions.

The young man lying on the rocking chair in front of him has not had any emotional fluctuations since he appeared until now.

This kind of feeling, it only felt in that era.

I felt it in those 'madmen' who laughed loudly even in death.

"You can call me the God of Fate!!"

"Be with me and give you eternal life!!"

The voice of the curse spirit was word by word, and the black pupils exuded a terrifying halo.

The ribbons wrapped around the whole body brought some indescribable darkness.

His huge, twisted head had a solemnity that didn't match it.

"Fate with God?"

Long Yi's mind quickly searched for this name.

In the end, I only remembered that I had seen this name in a certain book, and I had seen it in a lonely book that recorded various unofficial histories of Fusang.

"Who are you~"

"I'm just a boring little boss, not as big as you are."

"Ordinary boss, hehe~ In this era, a human trader actually has a spell that can master the Orochi, do you really think I'm a fool!!!"

Curse Spirit only felt that he was being played by Long Yi.

Roaring furiously, the ribbon behind him continued to tighten, breaking his body into air.

"Don't be so excited, I'm just telling the truth."

Looking at the crazy god of fate, he helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

Is it true that no one believes it these days?

"Human, are you angering me!!!"

"Are you lying to a god!!!!"

"When will the curse spirit become a god?"

Long Yi waved his fingers, and the black Eternal Night was constantly presented on his palm.

Hiding quietly.

Zizi! !

Ji Ling mobilized his power and tried to invade everything around him.

"This is~!" Long Yi's heart was startled, but his face remained unchanged.

Because he found out that after the power of restraining the spirit entered the body of the god of karma.

It seems that the sand is turned over. Although it is slight, it can be controlled faintly.

In other words.

Although he can't directly and thoroughly grasp this guy who claims to be a god, but subtly, he can completely restrain him.

And for all this, the God of Fate seems to be unaware of it.

Still waiting for the pair of huge and terrifying eyes, Sisi stared at Long Yi stubbornly.

"Okay~ Okay~ That's it, let's ask each other a question. I think even if the curse spirit has been sealed for so long, there will be a lot of questions in our hearts."

"Mortal, do you want to trade with the gods?"

"That's fine, I don't care." Seeing the attitude of the God of Fate, Long turned around and wanted to exit the [door].

"Wait a moment!!!"

"I happen to be bored, so we can talk~"

Seeing that Long Yi really wanted to leave, the God of Fate was a little anxious.

He immediately called Long Yi. ,

There was a smile on Long Yi's mouth where he didn't see it.

"Are you a curse born from four sides?"

"I was born out of your human fears and desires for all desires."

The God of Fate said without the slightest hesitation, and then continued.

"So, in the world of magic, is Seimei still alive?"

Long Yi was stunned when he heard this. The guy whose name can be remembered by the god of karma would probably be over a thousand years old if he lived by now.

At present, in the magic world, the oldest known magician is the Tianyuan who has the magic of immortality.

"I don't know who Seimei you are talking about, but Tianyuan, you should know that he is still alive.",

"Humph!! That dirty guy!!"

The fate god seemed to be very disdainful of Tian Yuan, and his tone was also somewhat contemptuous.

Long Yi has nothing to do with Tian Yuan, and naturally he doesn't care about the attitude of the god of fate towards that guy.

Rubbing his chin, he continued to ask.

"Who sealed you back then, are you really Baijia?"

"Hundred families? Haha!! It's just a bunch of clowns jumping on the beam. Except for Wujo, Chanyuan, and Kamo, what's the difference between the rest of the guys and maggots?"

"If it weren't for the appearance of that guy, this god should still be enjoying the [enshrinement] of human beings now."

When he said that the corner of his mouth was dedicated to the god of fate, a few crystals appeared in the corner of his mouth.

The flesh and blood of a human cub is simply the greatest delicacy in the world, making him drool every time.

"Has that guy at Liangmian Su Nuo recovered?" The Fate God pondered for a while and said.

"No." Long Yi really didn't lie about this. After all, according to the time line, it would be two years later when Liangmian Su Nuo received meat.

After the Er Lengzi of Huzhang Youren ate the fingers of Liangmian Su Nuo, the world reincarnation would begin.

"Isn't there a recovery, it seems that guy is not as amazing as [Big Brother] said~" The God of Fate murmured. .

Chapter 128

But when these words fell into Long Yi's ears, the taste changed again.

What kind of existence could be called Big Brother by a spell spirit that has been sealed for thousands of years.

Originally, I wanted to say something casually, but now I didn't expect such a big fish to come out.

"Who is the big brother in your mouth!!"

Long Yi asked without hesitation what was in his mind, a guy who was called 'big brother' by such a powerful guy, even with his indifferent temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little curious-.

The God of Fate looked at Long Yi with a strange look in his eyes.

He twitched his nose very humanely, and his huge mouth cracked to both sides, revealing fangs that looked like serrated teeth. ,

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