Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

In his eyes, it seems that the Rukawa family has hired a curse teacher to assassinate him.

That would be tantamount to declaring the beginning of a war.

White for black.

It's time for genocide!

With a bit of jest in his eyes, he looked at the Rukawa Patriarch who kept yelling.

It's like watching a clown, watching him collapse everywhere, watching him spit lotus flowers.

A bit of impatience gradually appeared on Long Yi's face.

"Oh, why do you people like listening to other people's words so much ¨"?"

"I clearly said it."

"I have nothing to do with the Chanyuan family, and I have no interest in the so-called Hundred Clan."

"I'm here this time, just to 'return the gift'!!"

talking room.

Long Yi's fingers suddenly came together, and a black aura continued to emerge from his body. Almost instantly, a group of white torrents like puppet stone statues appeared behind him.

A more terrifying aura erupted.

Kaka! ! !

Kick-kick! ! !

They let out a meaningless roar, as if they had received an order from the king, and a bloodthirsty light flashed on their pale skin.

Sharp iron claws with a creepy killing intent.

"Hoohoo!!!"

"Ooooooooo!!!"

The torrent instantly rioted.

The countless first-level curse spirits seemed to drown everything in the world.

Wrapped in a terrifying breath.

Unscrupulously rushed towards Rukawaya.

Rukawa Ya looked at the scene in front of him, this scene like the end of the day, his teeth could not help clenching tightly.

The servant next to him fell to the ground in fright.

The whole body kept shaking.

"Chanyuan Ryuichi!! Bullying is too much!!!" Rukawa Ya roared for the rest of his life.

The hands are raised quickly and alternately flowing in front of the chest.

The whole body of mantra was gushing endlessly, and the mantra like a wall piled up into a huge stone gate.

Brazenly stood in front of him.

Peng! !Bang bang bang! ! !

The white torrent was actually blocked by the sudden appearance of Shimen.

No matter how powerful the magic power erupted, it couldn't make any progress.

Seeing this scene, Long Yi's eyes also showed a bit of playfulness.

I didn't expect that a small family with no reputation would actually have such a means.

Although the curses of these first-level curse spirits are not perfect, their strength and speed are solid first-level.

However, Rukawa Ya was able to stop this torrent by himself.

This was indeed somewhat unexpected to Long Yi.

However, it makes sense.

These families, which can be passed down for thousands of years, do not have any means of life-saving in their hands.

But it does.

This made Long Yi even more disdainful of these aristocratic families.

Long Yi, who knew where the world was heading, was clear.

These powerful families, in the future world, did not contribute to the eradication of curse spirits.

Instead, they all curled up like turtles with their heads shrunk.

Dangerous people who talked about everything were thrown into the Magic Academy.

The former Long Yi also thought that these aristocratic families might exist in name only and could not take care of themselves.

But now it seems.

The power in the hands of these eloquent, righteous and awe-inspiring guys is probably far beyond Long Yi's imagination.

"Sure enough, it's all a bunch of junk~"

Long Yi's eyes did not have the slightest emotion, like the blood moon that has never changed, as if seeing through the stone gate that suddenly appeared, and looked at the Liuchuan Patriarch with some scrutiny.

Kick-kick! ! !

Rukawa Ya's hands were vigorously exercising the mantra in mid-air, the muscles of the whole body were tense, the blood vessels were constantly expanding, and the blue veins on the forehead were disgusting like strips of disgusting centipedes.

Just opening the stone gate has already caused his whole body to burn quickly, and on the other side of the stone gate, the impact of the terrifying curse spirit like a hell rakshasa.

It even made his entire heart and energy completely condensed on Shimen.

"¨々Go!! Go and inform the Magic Association!! Just say the Chanyuan family wants to tear up the treaty and forcibly snatch the [door]" Rukawaya ordered loudly to the servant who was slumped on the ground.

The man hurriedly got up from the ground, ran towards the back door, and ran away, staggering under his feet, and fell several somersaults in a row.

The huge fear almost completely destroyed his mind.

If it wasn't for the majesty of Rukawa Ya's patriarch who forcibly ordered him, this poor fellow would have fallen into a daze long ago.

Click! !

A faint crack appeared on the stone gate, as if a horn of attack had been blown.

Followed by.

Kick-kick! ! !

Kaka! ! !

The cracks continued to expand, like cobwebs, intertwined above the stone gate, and quickly covered the surface of the stone gate.

Although a bit of repairing power emerged from the stone gate, it was washed away by a stronger power before it took effect.

Let him have absolutely no way to repair the stone gate.

Behind Long Yi, a wisteria flower rocking chair appeared out of thin air, with a floral fragrance.

He slowly lay down on the rocking chair.

Looking at the stone gate that is about to be broken through is like watching a special drama.

He suddenly raised his palm, and an elegant goblet appeared out of thin air in his hand. The blood-like wine was gently rippling in the cup, with a few rippling tongues.

Long Yi looked at the back of the man leaving, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. .

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There seemed to be a few emotions of unknown meaning in his eyes.

"I hope you don't mind your own business~"

"Otherwise~"

"I really don't mind..." Long Yi's voice was very soft, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his black hair was windless and automatic.

On the rocking chair, like a son of an aristocratic family who does not rhyme with the world, he hummed a melodious tune.

.......

A solemn and solemn sorcery association.

At this moment, it was completely ignited because of a phone call.

In this, the largest organization that has almost integrated all the resources of the magician and received the support of the Fusang Kingdom.

At this moment, a piece of news caused the city to be full of storms.

The entire conference room fell into a dead silence.

Six black shadows were entrenched at one end of the round table.

The atmosphere was eerie and solemn.

These six people are all big figures who can change the entire spell pattern with just a few gestures.

But at this moment, they all chose silence.

This strange situation lasted for nearly ten minutes. ,

Finally, the short figure sitting in the first place tapped the table.

Boom boom boom!

The crisp sound attracted everyone's attention.

"What do you think about this." His voice was very old, but it was not weak, instead, it was full of vigor that he didn't have at his age of 400.

On the left is a man with a ponytail, his hands on his chin.

Shen Sheng said.

"We have to set an example, and the entire conjuration world is probably watching our actions."

"The Hundred Schools' Pact is a 'God' pact that has been handed down since the Great War a thousand years ago."