Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

In an instant!

The Orochi's body quickly twisted, gradually became virtual, and finally dissipated directly. It turned into a mass of magic power without any resistance, and was directly absorbed into Long Yi's body by a terrifying suction force.

Not even a single scream was heard.

This whole process did not even take more than three seconds, and in the blink of an eye, the terrifying demon died in the secret room, as if it had never appeared.

This terrifying demon who feeds on people and devours flesh and blood has actually become Long Yi's meal, no, it's food in the belly!

The long-awaited resurrection plan of this mysterious organization with Orochi as its totem has happened in less than five minutes that no one can imagine.

Their very hopeful Lord Yaqi has already been inhaled by Long Yi!

"Can't you absorb it all?" Long Yi closed his eyes slightly, feeling the power surging in his body.

Although it is only one-third of the Orochi, the power it possesses is not, and the current Long Yi can directly digest it all.

in the system panel.

The progress bar of the Sixth Library Immortal Thief is constantly rising, reaching [-]%, and there is no trend of decreasing.

Originally, this trip to Osaka was just to devour three first-level curse spirits and improve the progress of Liuku Immortal Thief.

But I didn't expect it to be such a surprise.

"If this continues, the next stunt will soon be unlocked." Long Yi secretly rejoiced, this time he devoured the curse of the eight-headed snake, but he saved a lot of time for the next progress.

Otherwise, judging from the current progress, I don't know how long it will take to absorb the progress of Liuku Immortal Thief, and it may not be able to reach [-]% in at least five years.

"If the Orochi is completely digested, the progress can reach at least [-]%!"

Feeling the strong power of the curse reverberating in his body, the corner of Long Yi's mouth couldn't help showing an upward arc.

Sudden.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, followed by the hoarse voice of the man in black.

"Five minutes are up."

Long Yi quickly restrained his expression, Daxi's expression became very annoyed, the corners of his eyes were upside down, his mouth was pursed, and there was countless anger between his eyebrows.

As if something unforgivable happened, he angrily held the grass pheasant sword in his hand and opened the door.

One threw the sword directly at the man in black outside the door.

The man in black looked at the grass pheasant sword flying, his complexion changed greatly, he dodged, and caught the grass pheasant sword very gently.

"Bastard! What are you doing!!"

The man in black was furious, such an artifact, the other party dared to treat him like this, but he didn't expect that, before his fire was finished, Long Yi fired an even bigger fire.

"What are you doing!! A broken sword almost cost me half my life!! I don't owe you anything!!"

Long Yi's voice was filled with deep anger, as if he had suffered a huge loss. .

Chapter 19

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy on his face, the magic power quickly emerged, and he walked around the grass pheasant sword.

At the moment, the grass pheasant sword no longer feels as broken as before, and the entire sword body becomes extremely sharp, as if it can cut everything.

"You're done!"

"Nonsense!" Long Yi rolled his eyes, "The deal is over!"

"It's fixed! It's really fixed! Isn't that possible! It can be...!!"

"Nine ghosts!!" The man in black was about to say something when the young voice suddenly appeared again, interrupting his words.

The fox-faced boy appeared in the mist in a white kimono.

Instantly appeared beside Jiugui.

With a big wave of his hand, he took the grass pheasant sword and ran the magic power a little. Although he was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression, he could still sense his ecstasy at the moment.

"Hahaha!! Mr. Chanyuan is really a genius, it is a great pleasure to be able to cooperate with you!"

The fox-faced man, holding the grass pheasant sword, was full of enthusiasm. He had made a plan against Long Yi, but was left behind. He invited Long Yi with the attitude of giving it a try.

Unexpectedly, it was actually repaired. Now, they have more important things to do, so they naturally have no time to take care of Long Yi.

He gave Jiugui a vague look.

Jiugui understood and knew that now is not the time to avenge their own personal revenge, Lord Yaqi is above everything else, and they can't waste the slightest magic power now to prepare for the next.

"I lost the deal, but my rules, I admit, are now over."

"I understand! I understand! I look forward to the next opportunity to cooperate."

"I don't want to do this kind of loss-making business again!" Long Yi's tone was as hard as a rock.

The fox-faced man snickered in his heart.

It's really that easy to fix Yachi-sama's curse, boy, you're still too young.

"Hahaha! Mr. Chan Yuan is joking, someone is here to send him away." The fox-faced man was secretly relieved, and the nine ghosts on the side were also relieved.

I don't know.

In their eyes, the Chanyuan Ryuichi, who suffered a great loss, has swallowed their so-called 'Master Yaqi'.

If it weren't for the fact that the eight-headed snake had too much magic power, it was difficult to digest for a while, so that the immortal thief in the library could not absorb the new magic power, I am afraid that now Long Yi would have used the magic tool to kill the nine ghosts.

Nine ghosts, who didn't know that he had walked around the gate of the ghost gate, were still looking at the grass pheasant sword with delight.

"We won't send Mr.

The fox-faced man took the grass pheasant sword and fled into the thick fog, and the nine ghosts also disappeared without a trace.

The original dwarf appeared again.

He was still so respectful, but there was more joy on his face.

"Sir, please."

Even the tone is very excited, as if it's New Year's Eve.

"Hey~ I hope you can still be so happy in the future~" Long Yi thought in a wicked way, when they found out that Orochi's curse consciousness had been absorbed by him, and what was left was just some curse power.

Really looking forward to it.

The corner of Long Yi's mouth hung that iconic smile again.

The dwarf who was leading the way in front of him felt a chill down his spine out of thin air, and his steps sped up a bit.

I just want to send this god of plague away quickly.

at the same time.

The Osaka branch of the Zen House.

The solemn and solemn hall does not have the slightest breath of modern technology, and it is somewhat ancient. Everything in the room is made of ancient wood, and the lines are criss-crossed in the room.

The whole room exudes a faint aroma and is antique, as if coming to a paradise, without the hustle and bustle of modern life.

On the tatami, an old man with silver hair sat cross-legged, and on the low-footed table in front of him, the quaint red sandalwood incense burner continued to emit bursts of sandalwood.

Although the old man has silver hair, he exudes a powerful aura, with a deep scar on his old face like dead wood.

The scar almost ran through half of his face.

It's hard to imagine how the old man could save his life under such a knife.

The old man enjoyed the afternoon sun, holding a cup of tea in his hand, quiet and comfortable.

In the corner to the side, a fat black cat also lay lazily on the ground, wagging its tail boredly.

"Elder, Chanyuan Ryuichi appeared in Osaka, and our people are staring at him."

Suddenly, a man in a black suit walked up to the old man and half-knelt on the ground.

"Long Yi of the Chanyuan, that little guy is a good seedling, but his temper really needs to be tempered." The old man said lightly after taking a sip of the tea in his hand.

"That guy killed Ying San, and he has never heard of anyone who can awaken the spell the day after tomorrow, I think..."

The man in the suit was obviously acquainted with the second-level magician killed by Long Yi, and his tone was filled with deep resentment, but when it came to speaking, he usually didn't open his mouth.

Just because the old man who had kept his eyes closed, at this moment, had already opened his pair of turbid eyes and stared at him tightly.

His whole body muscles were uncontrollably tensed, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his half-kneeling knees trembled slightly.

This old man, who looked like a gust of wind could knock him down, created terrifying pressure.

It reminded the man in the suit of the super-special curse spirit with independent consciousness he once faced. Those eyes were so cold and ruthless. .

Chapter 20

"Yingyi, Chanyuan Longyi is the son of Miaohong, the root of the Chanyuan family."

The old man's voice was not loud, but the threat in it was beyond words.

As one of the three most powerful imperial families in the entire magic world, the Chanyuan family has a long tradition that can be traced back thousands of years.

This powerful family is the family that pays the most attention to magic among the three. They spend a lot of manpower and material resources every year to recruit young people with talent for magic.

Ying Yi and Ying San, who died under Long Yi before, were both talents cultivated by this generation of Chanyuan family from childhood to adulthood.

but.

Even the masters of the Chanyuan who are proud of their techniques have an iron rule that cannot be violated.

That is, blood!

In this cold and ancient family, the orthodox Zen temple without magic may be bullied by these recruited magicians, and no one cares.

However, once a descendant of the Chanyuan family has a successor to the magic, then his status will be far higher than those adopted. This is the iron rule that has not changed for thousands of years in the family.

How can people who are not from the Chan academy falsely call themselves a magician, and who are not a magician, how can they falsely call themselves human!