Spell Return: Unlock eight special skills at the beginning

"Tsk?!" The white spell spirit's whole body erupted with a power that was several times more powerful than before.

The two hands were covered with sharp claws, and the dark purple mana surrounded the claws, with an extremely terrifying tearing force, and stuck in Ryuichi's chest.

And Long Yi looked at the spell spirit with a helpless expression.

"I really don't understand you spell spirits, hiding is the prerogative of the strong, do you think you deserve it??"

Zizi !!

The claws of the spell spirit continued to surge with mana, and the power spun rapidly, tearing through Ryuichi's chest like a chainsaw.

However, a strange scene appeared.

No matter how terrifying the power on that claw became, it could no longer penetrate Ryuichi's body, not even a single bit.

"Tsk?" the spell spirit regained the right to speak, and cried out in confusion.

He couldn't understand why he had used all his strength, but why it was difficult to hurt this man in the slightest.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ryuichi's mouth, and the moon-white eyes flashed like demonic flames in the abyss of hell.

He looked at the spell spirit in front of him, his eyes fixed on the other party's heart, and whispered.

"Found it, it's here. "

Poof!

I saw that Long Yi's left hand was raised in an instant, and the speed was so fast that it actually left an afterimage of the Dao, and in mid-air, the powerful power instantly condensed, and suddenly grabbed directly towards the heart of the spell spirit.

"Dementors!!".

"Twitter!!" The spell screamed like a frightened chicken cub and made a screeching sound.

But all this was destined to be useless, and the piercing sound waves seemed to have encountered some obstacle in mid-air.

Ripples rippled in the air, canceling out all of his sound waves.

Poof!!

Long Yi's big hand stabbed directly into the curse spirit's chest almost without any hindrance, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

Pak~Pak~!

The spell spirit's body began to gradually collapse, and the mana power in his whole body began to dissipate.

As if he had grasped something in its body, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The smile was like that of the boy next door, with a bit of shyness and sunshine.

And only when he saw with his own eyes how the curse spirit was killed did he know.

The handsome boy in front of him, who is like the big boy next door, has such terrifying power.

"Sure enough, there is something, in this case, a super-grade curse tire suddenly takes shape, and it is reasonable. "

Long Yi muttered to himself as he looked at the cyan jade pendant that he had grabbed from the spell spirit's hand.

Normally, the formation of a curse requires a lot of negative emotions, and the formation of a special spell takes much longer.

And this special grade, from the conception of the curse fetus to the birth, only took less than half an hour.

This is simply beyond the comprehension of the entire spell world.

There is only one condition that can cause all this.

That is, a super-grade spell, a curse with a super-grade spell in its body

That's the only way it all makes sense.

"It looks pretty good. Long Yi picked up the jade pendant in his hand.

The jade pendant was engraved with a strange woman's head, exuding a little emerald green mana fluctuation.

It makes this already incomparably clear jade even more noble.

"It's gone!" The barrier in front of the house in front of the glass dissipated without a trace, and she looked at the dissipating mana around her, knowing that the super-grade spell spirit had been completely destroyed.

For the realm of birth from which it was born will also begin to wither away with its destruction, and eventually return to nothingness.

At the same moment when the realm of birth was shattered.

The night moth that had already stepped into the tent stopped his rapid running, and with his strength, he naturally easily noticed the destruction of the realm of birth.

"Someone has cured the super-grade spell spirit!!".

Night Moth's eyes shrank suddenly, and the strength of the special grade was not very unattainable for him.

The strength rating of the Spellmaster needs to be higher than that of the Spell Spirit, and the first-level Spell Master can crush the first-level Spell Spirit, and at the same time, it can be comparable to the special grade.

As a first-level spell master, he is confident that he can destroy this newly born spell spirit, but he will definitely not be able to do it with such efficiency.

From the birth of the spell spirit to its destruction, it never took more than five minutes.

This is the absolute power gap like crushing.

The only one who can do this is....

Special Spellcaster!!

"Is there a special grade spell master here, it's impossible, there are only so many special grades registered in the register, and those old guys who haven't registered are all closed, can there be a special grade on this occasion!".

The night moth felt the fluctuation of her student's mana, and the speed under her feet was a little faster.

Now he is not only worried about the safety of his students, but also cares about who can get rid of that special grade like this.

If it's really a special sorcerer.

Then the entire landscape of the spell world could change.

A super-level strength is enough to change the pattern of the entire Fuso and even the world.

Thinking of this, the magic power of the night moth Zhengdao's whole body exploded, and its tall body was like a cheetah, running wildly in the supermarket.

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