Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

"Humph!!!" Yemeng let out a cold snort.

In the golden eyes, monstrous anger seemed to devour everything in the world.

"Jara, you don't have to persuade me. Although I was a little irrational just now, I will not violate the agreement of the year."

"I won't break the shackles until it all starts!"

"I can promise!"

Yemeng's words were loud, which made Jia Luo feel a little more at ease.

Although this old friend of mine, for some reasons, is often unable to control his hostility.

However, his character of one word, even after a thousand years, has not changed in any way.

"The calamity that anger left on you back then was too serious~"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be reduced to such a level~"

Jia Luo looked at Yemeng a little bit unbearably.

Although the three of them could not walk out of the bounded land at will.

But in the Buddhist temple, reciting the Buddhist scriptures and seeking great freedom, I still do not feel suffering.

While Mu Chi was sleeping in the endless darkness, his character was lazy, and he echoed his state of mind.

But Yemeng had to be imprisoned by Shenteng because of the curse spirit.

Controlled in the ancient trees of the sky.

Trying to suppress that violent,

But now it seems that even in the past thousand years, it is impossible to completely remove the disaster.

"It doesn't matter!"

"No matter what the price is, as long as humans can finally be in this world, laughing, my sacrifice is worthwhile."

"But! Gallo!!! I have a request."

"When everything starts again, I want a new body, and this body can no longer bear the power of my re-enactment."

"no problem!"

Jia Luo Shi happily agreed to Yemeng.

As a conjurer who paid the heaviest price for mankind in the thousand-year bloody battle, Yemeng is qualified to receive the compensation he wants.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

"very good!!"

Hearing this, Yemeng let out a burst of laughter, and that laughter sounded very cool, but it had some inexplicable meaning.

"I want the body of Chanyuan Longyi!!!"

"is that OK!"

"You fart!!!"

Just as Yemeng's voice fell, before Jia Luo could speak, a voice appeared out of thin air and was a scolding.

I only saw countless darkness surging in the forest, converging into a short figure.

It is also a body transformed from pure magic power, just like Garo.

This person is the last of the three judges, Mu Chi.

His entire body was covered with pure darkness.

Like a ghost coming out of hell.

He strode over to Garo and sat down.

"Chanyuan Long Yi's talent is much stronger than our few immortals!"

"He and the Five Enlightenment who mastered nothingness are the pureness that this era should have."

"You actually want his body, it's just a fool's dream!!!"

At this moment, Mu Chi has changed from the old and old appearance of that day, his words are extremely sharp, and his scolding towards Yemeng is even more undisguised.

"Talent? Haha!! Don't be naive! Mu Chi, what era do you think it is now!!"

"Those guys are already starting to move! In a maximum of twenty years, everything will come back!!"

"No matter how good the talent is, only by handing over the body to the right person can human beings have the qualifications to live before the upcoming Great Purge!!"

For thousands of years, there have been many amazing people.

The generation with talent such as gods is even more continuous.

but.

These three are the only ones still standing at the top of the magic world today. .

Chapter 230

"Hehe~ Yemeng, I don't want to quarrel with He, nor do I want to argue with you!"

"I only tell you one thing!"

"Twenty years later, even if you break free from the shackles of Chanyuan Longyi's strength, you will not be able to see the whole picture!"

"Believe it or not!!"

After he finished speaking, he took a serious look at the side around him, the whole body was surrounded by light, and the light of the Buddha was surging.

The figure began to disintegrate, and the darkness quietly passed away in a trance.

Only a small sigh fell in Garo's ear.

"Long Yi of the Chanyuan, pulled out a knife for two days~"

bass! !

A gleam of light suddenly appeared in Galo's eyes.

As if hearing some exciting news.

The existence of one sword in two days is the greatest malice that humans have towards gods and curse spirits.

It was a sword that came from the will of Miyamoto Musashi after his death, the strongest swordsman of mankind.

The nature of that knife is the curse of the Quanke Curse Spirit.

Every attack hits directly on the curse root of the curse spirit.

Every knife has a chance to completely remove the curse.

It is one of the most powerful killing spells.

but.

It is extremely difficult to unsheath a knife in two days.

Only a magician whose will can be recognized by Miyamoto Musashi can pull it out.

as the existence of the same era.

Garo once fought alongside Miyamoto.

Therefore, he clearly knew what kind of pride the existence that had no magic power, but relied on an ordinary long knife to kill all the fusang spirits that were frightened by the wind.

"Hahaha!! Are you asking me what kind of person in this world can rival me?"

"Aiya~ That's too much, Inuzuka's paintings and calligraphy, Yamato's tea ceremony, these are all things I can't catch up with~"

"You're talking about kendo, hehe~"

"That's true, there's no one in sight~"

Jia Luo still remembers that when he asked Miyamoto what kind of person could match him, there was a deep loneliness in Miyamoto's eyes.

There was no existence that could carry Miyamoto's will in that era.

Until Miyamoto incarnates a knife in two days.

He also tried to draw a knife.

But it was rejected by Miyamoto's will.

Only the existence that can truly be recognized by the [strongest] can draw that sword.

In his opinion, Long Yi, who can use one knife for two days at will, is no less useful than Jia Luo.

"The matter of the body is still to be discussed ¨"~"

Yemeng, who heard this, said nothing.

There was just a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, although the anger in his eyes was suppressed.

But it is more like a horror hidden under a volcano that will erupt at any time.

"Hehe~ Okay, then you can think about it~"

"I'm tired~"

While speaking, Yemeng didn't look at Jia Luo again, but slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Garo seemed to want to say something more.

His mouth opened slightly.

But seeing Ye Meng's demeanor, he had no choice but to shake his head.

There was something indescribable in his eyes.

The light scattered all over his body and disappeared into the forest.

After a long time.

Ye Meng slowly opened his eyes.