Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

And Jin's figure is in the airtight red silk thread group.Like a fluttering butterfly, flickering.

There was not a single bloodshot that could touch his body, not even the corner of his clothes.

pat! !

The icy dagger was placed on the neck of the old ghost.

Jin Er did not look at the enemy in front of him, but turned his head to look at the red line that was still dancing wildly with a cruel smile.

"¨々Old guy, how else do you want to hide~",

In the red line, a figure seems to be looming.

"Let's have fun~"

Chen Er's joking voice sounded slowly, and his figure disappeared again in place...

...............

"Is it calculated? Could it be that guy Jabba for stealing the reward?"

The ghost baby looked at the unfamiliar scene around him, and the yellow raincoat drifted several times without wind.

He showed his sharp teeth, which were stained with a little blood.

"Hey! Jabba! You bastard, why don't you let the young man out now, or else, the young man will ruin you (Hao Nuo Zhao) so much."

"You can cut us directly into the enchantment, and at least it is a first-level curse tool. You really paid for it!"

The ghost baby boy's shouts were constantly echoing, but there was no response from all around.

His expression instantly became gloomy, and a pair of triangular eyes were slightly condensed.

Quickly seal with both hands,

The magic power behind him is constantly linked together, as if it is summoning something.

Huhu~

Kick-kick! ! !

The trivial voices kept ringing behind him.

The tall shadow gradually appeared.

A monster covered in flesh and blood appeared behind him.

Countless human eyes cling to it, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

At the moment when this monster just emerged.

A cold and melodious voice resounded slowly in this darkness.

"Summon the magic spirit? I will too~".

Chapter 102

The black space sounded with the crisp sound.

A pallor rose in vain.

A pale-white, two-meter-tall mantra spirit with extremely long hands gradually emerged from the darkness.

Its entire book is covered with large and small thorns, and its hands have extremely sharp claws.

Between the waves, there was a humming sound of breaking through the air.

There is only one big mouth on the huge head that occupies half of the country.

It roared, facing the flesh-and-blood monster on the opposite side that was a full third taller than him.

"Hahaha!!! Is this little thing here to joke with me?"There was a bit of disdain in his eyes, and he didn't even bother to look at the curse spirit.

Randomly waved his palm.

Boom! ! !

The huge flesh-and-blood magic spirit burst out with astonishing speed, like a chariot, frantically crushing the poor 'thin' guy.

Bang! ! !

Kick-kick! ! !

Almost instantly.

The pale magic spirit was crushed and crushed by a monster like a tank.

Didn't even have time to let out a scream.

It turned into a pool of magic power to dissipate.

"You guy, not Jabba! Who is it!!"

The ghost boy recognized Jabba's voice, and the person who trapped him at the moment was definitely not the old ghost. Obviously, he and others were calculated.

divided into spaces.

But the ghost boy was not at all afraid.

only because.

His hole card is one, a genuine first-class curse spirit! ! !

"I?"

"Hehe~" The voice chuckled lightly.

"I'm just a 'deceiver' guy." Hearing this, the boy's eyes shrank suddenly.

Zen Yuan Longyi!The name suddenly popped into his mind.

but..

When did this guy come here, and how long did he listen to it.

The conversations of himself and others actually all fell into the ears of the other party.

But did not notice.

This feeling of being toyed with and applauded, instantly made the very grumpy ghost boy suddenly ignite like a fire.

In the eyes, they were occupied by the rich bloodshot.

There were actually two black breaths from the nose, not like a stranger.

"Hahaha!!! Am I wrong? Chanyuan Longyi, the curse spirit that you have mastered is inferior to the trash. Why, why is it famous in the entire magic world, why!!"

"Only a genius like me should be remembered by the world!!"

The ghost boy is almost crazy with jealousy. Although he is a curser who is in the underground world and sees no light, he has unparalleled self-esteem.

That confidence, even Gojo Satoru, might not be his opponent.

That thought that the so-called invincibles were just those children of aristocratic families who deceived the world.

The news released in order to tout the Gojo family of the Yusan family.

The older generation of curse masters are garbage! !

"Chanyuan Longyi come!! Die in my hands, and then use your life to tell the world who is the real 'genius'!!!!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

The ghost baby boy laughed grimly, his eyes bloodshot like a madman.

The magic power of the whole body is constantly surging.

And the first-level curse spirit he controlled even felt the master's emotions, and kept slapping his chest with his palms.There was a muffled sound of 'dong dong'.

The flesh and blood on the body kept falling.

Long Yi looked at the mad boy.

In the moon-white eyes, with a bit of playfulness, he slowly emerged above this strange space.

For an instant.

The breath that was like the subversion of heaven and earth broke out in an instant.

The icy killing intent bloomed endlessly in this space.

One after another, the blood-red flowers of the other side appeared out of thin air.

As if offering a hymn to death.

The voice of the ghost boy's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and the instinct of the creature made him perceive a kind of fear that came from his soul.

His blood seemed to solidify at this moment, his body was stiff, and his smile seemed to be carved on his face.

This cold-blooded monster who used his own father as food and ate it with a smile.

This lunatic who drinks human brains as delicious juice.

At this moment, the whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Those dark eyes were deeply covered by a layer of haze.

At this moment, in his eyes, it seems that hell is coming! !

Demon God Revives! !

"Impossible!! Impossible!!! How could it be, how could it be!!!!!" He wanted to let out a frantic roar in his heart to vent his panic, but his voice was unable to make the slightest sound no matter what.

It seemed that the right to speak was completely stripped of the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Do you seem to be very confident in your spell spirit?"

Long Yi's tone was still so lazy, like a teenager who was woken up before he woke up.

In laziness, there is a bit of murderous aura that makes people shudder.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

With that iconic smile.