The head of the Yuan family does not want to be reincarnated in the Chanyuan

Chapter 430

Under the attack of the curse spirit chasing the young man, countless trees that were originally tall and straight turned into irregular waste that would be considered as firewood in an instant. In the end, it turned into crumbs and sank deep into the wet soil under the squeeze, turning into a muddy pond.

Although it can be hurt by attacks with magic power attached, it is better to have a weapon than bare hands... The young man thought this way, the scratches on his body caused bursts of pain, but it was the most serious wound on his calf He had already lost consciousness, as if he had been automatically blocked in order not to affect his actions and thinking.

He discovered it a long time ago. He can choose to temporarily ignore some abnormalities in his body, but the duration is not long. The place he uses the most is undoubtedly a series of negative reactions and emotions caused by hunger. And the sense of taste when you have to eat something that satiates your hunger but tastes amazing in order to survive.

He relied on this "ability" that seemed useless most of the time to survive the sudden drop in temperature and continuous heavy snow in the past few years, and now he has discovered an additional benefit, that is, it will not let him alone At most, the guy who had only experienced scrambling and fighting died because he couldn't adapt to the severe pain and was negligent.

etc!Maybe I can try to use these "spikes"?In the midst of the chaos, the young man suddenly noticed the sharp thorn shot out from the abdomen of the curse spirit for attack, and an idea popped up in his mind that was enough to be called "whimsical" by other magicians.

In the Heian Era when the concentration of spell power was too high and the spell spirits were full of tricks, because of the rampant curse and they did not have enough [windows] to detect the situation of the spell spirits and the existence of auxiliary supervisors, so normally speaking, they did not have the ability to face When dealing with the specific situation of the curse spirit, they seldom choose to directly touch the body of the curse spirit, and of course it also includes physical attack weapons similar to these "spikes".

Perhaps these are exceptions for those powerful conjurers, but this risk-avoiding operation is universal for most ordinary conjurers.After all, you must have seen hundreds of curse spirits in the hunting before. Even if you want to find out the situation, it may not be as fast as the birth of curse spirits. In addition, there are basically differences between major families. As long as you share the "one-acre-three-point land" that belongs to you, unless the Yuan family or the higher-ups request it, there is not much information in common with each other. Yes, if I am not careful, no one will bury me when I die.

Of course, now is not the time for the young man to care about being "cautious". He feels that his body is already crumbling under the scour of the magic power. If he doesn't get rid of the current situation, it will be difficult to think about "in the future".He noticed that these "spikes" did not disappear immediately after the attack, which meant that although his idea was risky, if all the "possibility" were removed, it was still feasible in the end, and...

After the curse spirit "spits" a wave of "spikes", there will be a short pause. Although this time is not enough for him to rush in front of it, if there is a time difference, it is best... he will leave no trace Glancing at the surrounding trees, he quickly made up his mind.

He seized the opportunity and jumped out from behind the tree when the spell stopped. In the next second, rows of spikes passed by the corner of his clothes, piercing the trees and the ground like machine guns, and let out a "duo duo" The beating sound.

The boy wiped his hand on the ground, and he held several spikes between his fingers. Fortunately, there didn't seem to be too many things that could cause harm, such as: poison , only slightly corrosive, but under the resistance of the magic power, no harm occurred.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his head, he had a disfigured face, his eyes fixed on the movement of the curse spirit quietly, and in the slightly flustered dodging movements, he silently counted in his heart: eleven, twelve ...Fifteen, that's it!

The young man's eyes froze, and he seemed to have escaped the shackles of gravity. He stepped on the tree trunk in a few steps and climbed to a half-height place.After seeing that the mantra spirit really did what he thought, posing slowly, then raised his body, and launched an attack towards his position, the boy's eyes flickered twice. While opening his hands, he stomped heavily on his feet.

His body stretched out in mid-air, and while the curse spirit hadn't turned around, he just stayed on the tree trunk beside him for a while, regarded it as a point of leverage, and then threw himself at the curse spirit from above. past.

The sharp end of the long black thorn in his hand shone with icy luster, and the boy bumped directly into the head of the curse spirit in a very thrilling manner. He caught the neck of the curse spirit with his left arm a little hastily, but his right hand did not stop at all. Infused with mantra power, he immediately smashed towards the mantra spirit's head with a ferocious aura.

The spike in his hand that originated from the curse spirit was directly returned by him in a way that seemed a bit insane to outsiders. His clenched fingers even stabbed it inwardly and forcefully, until it had penetrated more than half of the body. palm.

The power of the spell ran along the palm of his hand, along the spikes, and rushed into the body of the spell, wantonly destroying the body of the spell. He watched indifferently as the muffled sound came from inside the body of the spell, as it struggled violently and shook In the middle, he didn't intend to let go of his hand, but tightened his arm. With the weight of his body, he pulled out his right hand slightly, and pierced it in again forcefully.

It's hard to imagine that a young man who had spell power but had almost never used it before could fight the spell spirit with such a fierce posture in such a short period of time. Extraordinary?It's just that the spikes flying all over the sky occupied his entire field of vision, and he obviously ignored what caused the injury on his ankle.

The long extended limbs with staggered fine teeth slowly raised up, like a lurking poisonous snake popping up behind the boy, circles of sucker-like things swelled and contracted, and then the top It opened like an open flower bud, and the liquid inside flowed down and fell on the ground with a sizzling sound of corrosion.

It turned out that the slightly corrosive nature of those needles came from this. A cunning flashed in the eyes of the curse spirit, and then the protruding limbs approached quietly. After reaching a certain distance, they accelerated instantly with the sound of wind. Attacked towards the boy's back.

There was a warning sign in the young man's heart, and he realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. At this critical moment, his foot kicked hard on the body of the curse spirit, and it caught the curse spirit's neck. Let go of his left arm, and pull out his right hand and push hard.The two separated immediately, and his body shifted to one side in mid-air, narrowly passing by the attacking limb, but the spilled liquid splashed onto his arm, and immediately landed on it. It left behind a piece of black and purple like scorched marks, and there was still faint burning smoke coming out.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and cold sweat dripped from his face, soaking his clothes. Although he quickly blocked it, the sharp pain that rushed straight into his brain at that moment made him fall into confusion and blankness for a short time. In the middle, that is, at this moment, the limbs directly changed the direction of the attack, and it was whipped in his direction like a whip.

With a bang, the young man was sent flying, and rolled far away in embarrassment on the ground, blood mixed with minced meat that had been corroded by the liquid and had turned into a disgusting color, flowing down together.He gritted his teeth to hold his breath, put his hands on his stomach and staggered to get up, but when he looked up and saw the spikes that were ready to go out, he knew that he might not be able to hide up.

This little time... With my speed, it's too late to dodge, is this the end?Such a thought quickly passed through his mind, but what emerged in his heart was unwillingness.He was careless, that's right, he can't blame others for this, he was just thinking that if he could start to discover the power of adapting to the spell earlier, wouldn't it be so difficult and embarrassing today?

It's a pity, if I knew it, I would have eaten the glutinous rice cake.In the end, all he left in his consciousness was this regretful and regretful sentence. He opened his eyes and looked at the curse spirit with a strange and calm attitude although tinged with fear, and then...

! !

His eyes suddenly widened, the malice in the curse spirit's eyes froze there, and his body also stood still in place. After a pleasant soft sound, a thin line of blood descended from its head, smoothing it from side to side. It was divided into two halves, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, like a fountain that exploded, "watering" on the ground profusely.

The boy subconsciously covered his face with his arms, the blood mist was blown away by the wind, but the bloody breath still filled his nostrils, and he slowly wiped his face with his hands when he heard the sound of unhurried footsteps. Putting down his hand and blinking vigorously, a figure whose appearance was not clear against the light appeared in front of him, accompanied by a voice with a slight smile:

"I thought it was some sorcerer, but I didn't expect..." He tilted his head and raised the corners of his lips slightly. The young man suddenly thought of the thrilling beauty he had seen from afar under the non-piercing sunlight. , as if the gods cast a casual glance on the porcelain, it seems that as long as the fingertips touch it lightly, it can ripple like a clear lake, and all the people and things around it will be eclipsed, "... quite Surprisingly."

The boy's mind went blank for a moment.