Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

Having said that, completely disregarding the throat, the god of death that could take his life at any time, respectfully put his hands on the ground.

With his head down, he slammed down heavily.

Boom!Boom!Boom! !

The force was so strong that Long Yi felt the floor under his feet vibrate.

Zhen Er listened to Ji's words, and glanced at Long Yi thoughtfully, then at Ji again.

On the other hand, Long Yi smacked his mouth, ignoring the meaning of kneeling on the ground and knocking his head down again and again.

After a long while, he spoke quietly.

"That's it, it's interesting."

"Your name is Di, isn't it?"

Hearing Long Yi's words, Di stopped moving and raised his head again, his forehead was already dripping with blood, but there were a few extremely subtle forces repairing his wound.

"Yes, sir.".

Chapter 55

"You said that I am the only one who can stop Wutiaowu. Have you ever thought that in the future, I will also be the one who will measure the whole world on the line of good and evil?"

"Why do you think that someone can restrain me?"

"This!!!" Obviously Long Yi's words stopped the question.

It's not that he doesn't understand the truth that the warrior who slays the dragon eventually becomes the dragon.

Long Yi is right. Since Long Yi is the only monster that can match the five monsters, who can control Long Yi after the five are eliminated together?

When thinking about this question, his head started to suffer as if it exploded.

It was unbearable for him, he hugged his head, fell to the ground, twisted his body frantically, and let out bursts of screams.

"Ahhh!!! My head, my head."

Long Yi looked at the painful figure on the ground.

Finally made up my mind.

"Poor guy." Long Yi shook his head slightly, as if he had some pity and some contempt.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Di Sheng let out a hoarse roar, and on his head, the blue veins burst out, and in the case of extreme congestion, like a disgusting centipede, squirming frantically.

"This guy is so noisy, do you want it?"

Seeing the pain and rolling on the ground, there was no movement in Ji Er's eyes, instead, there was a bit of cold killing intent.

It seems that because the man on the ground roared, his mood became very bad.

A slender machete appeared in his hand, with murderous intent on his face.

Pity, sympathy, or compassion never seemed to appear in this unruly man.

Even if a living person screamed like a pig and a dog in front of him, he was still indifferent, only feeling that the other party was a little noisy.

"He was a dead man."

Long Yi's understated words exploded in Di's ears like thunder, and his body, which had been twisting constantly because of the pain, suddenly stopped struggling.

As if the pause button was pressed, he lay motionless on the ground.

In Long Yi's eyes, a filthy turbid air quickly rose from his whole body.

Constantly eroding Ji's body.

Seeing this, Jin'er suddenly shrank his eyes, jumped up from the sofa in an instant, and the long knife in his hand fluttered, as if countless romantic scenes came out.

hideous~!

In the light of the sword, murderous intent overflowed.

With a sharp blade in hand, Shi Er went straight to Di's head and killed him.

In fact, in Shir's eyes, Ji's body didn't change at all.

The perfect sky and the curse made Shil's body stand at the top of the world almost from birth, but the relative price was.

His body was unable to generate the slightest magic power.

The source of magic power is the negative emotions of human beings, and the magician is to control their negative emotions and obtain magic power from it. Ordinary people cannot extract magic power, but they will have negative emotions to breed magic power, which is also a big deal. Some of the reasons for the birth of magic spirits.

But Shir is different, he is completely unable to produce the slightest magic power.

That is to say, even if he has negative emotions, he will not generate magic power, or there is another possibility, that is, the role of Tian and Curse on Shier is to reverse the magic power generated by the negative emotions, into all to nourish his body.

In this world, or in this era, if there is no existence of the abnormal number Longyi.

Then no one's body can reach the terrifying level of Shi Er's.

It is true that he can't see the magic power and the magic spirit, but the perfect body can make him feel everything.

So at the moment when the strange magic power appeared, his body instinctively sensed a threat.

"Noisy!!!"

Shi Er roared, waving the long knife in his hand, and slashing at Ji's head.

but.

It did not appear in the imagination, the scene of the blood floating in the pestle, in the air, an invisible force like a mountain blocked in front of the long knife.

Block Shir's fatal blow.

Whoosh! !

Shi Er tapped lightly on his feet, and the strength of his whole body exploded instantly.

The figure moved quickly in the room, the long knife in his hand was hanging upside down, his murderous intention was infinite, his eyes were fixed on, and Ji, who got up from the ground, had a arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Looks like it's going to be fun."

"How did you find me~"

Di ignored Jin Er who had a murderous look on his face, and looked at Long Yi who looked like he was watching a play on the sofa. At this time, his whole body was wrapped in black mist, and there were no whites in his eyes, but a strange sight. Black occupies deeply.

Like an abyss, with the power to tempt people's hearts, those who stared at him couldn't help but want to sink into it.

"Setting an inexplicable point as a 'lead', it will explode when touched. This method is really..."

"Clumsy~".

Chapter 56

bass! ! !

Long Yi's voice did not fall.

Shi Er, who was on the side, had already shot out like a bullet, and the long knife had already appeared at the throat of Ji.

A tyrannical force erupted above the blade.

It exploded in Di's throat.

This time, there is really no power that can resist, Shi Er's attack.

Puchi! !

The white knife did not enter, and the red knife did not come out.

This knife directly cut Ji's throat.

But Xuer's expression was still not at all relaxed, his eyes were deeply vigilant, and at the moment when he penetrated the opponent's body, his figure turned again, took a few steps back, and returned to Long Yi's side.

"What the hell is this?"

Shi Er's knife was not ruthless, it almost completely cut off Ji's neck. If it weren't for the neck, there were still two pieces of flesh connected, I'm afraid the other's head would have completely fallen to the ground.

S was attacked by this mortal death, but Ji seemed to have no feeling at all, and there was no blood splashing in his throat, and he still stood there.

With those strange black eyes, he looked at Long Yi tightly.

"It's the first time I've seen a spell spirit that can communicate with people normally."

The blue-colored dagger quietly floated into Long Yi's hand.

Like a butterfly, dancing gracefully in Long Yi's hand.

Beautiful yet murderous.

The atmosphere in the room became extremely depressing.

A man whose neck has been chopped off but still talks eloquently.

A young man with a dagger flying in his hand as if he is not interested in anything.

A reckless killer with a long knife in his hand, like a gambler.

The three of them together painted a bizarre scene with five strokes.

"How did you find me~"

The voice of 'Di' has become somewhat neutral, and it is difficult to distinguish between men and women, but what is certain is that it is definitely not his original voice.

He seemed to have some doubts as to why Long Yi could see through his identity.

"This body can't generate magic power, but it can still use magic. Isn't this very suspicious?"

The Six Library Immortal Thief gave Long Yi a near-perfect mastery of spell power, and anyone who saw him could almost see the flow of the spell.

But only when this truth arises.

Long Yi was unable to discover the spell in his body.

In other words, whether it was the threat of death or the fear of the unknown, his heart did not fluctuate in the slightest.