Ability is a card draw system

A black-haired man who suddenly appeared broke into the tent.

Matsutani Ren thoughtfully observed the reactions of the surrounding people. Leyan Temple Jiashen looked normal, but the expressions of the people directly adjacent to the Zen Academy and the elites who were not far away at all could be said to be more strange than the other.

Ren Matsutani probably knows the origin of the black-haired man. Among the curse masters Kamo Kenrei found, there is a pair of grandparents and grandchildren who have very strange spells. Simply put, they can collect information about dead people, and then instill the corresponding information into themselves in the body.

Judging from the reaction of the Chanyuan family, this person probably used to be a member of the Zenyuan family.

Then the reason for the different expressions of the members of the Chanyuan family surfaced. The man they called "Chanyuan Shier" didn't have any spell power on him.Ordinary people have weak mantra power on their bodies, but Zenyuan Shier has none at all and is very clean.

It is very similar to Zenyuan Maki in Shibusawa Ryuhiko's ability.

Complete Heaven and Curse.

Exchange the spells and mantras that should be possessed for extraordinary physical and physical qualities.

And for some reason, Zenyuan Shier always gave Matsutani Ren an inexplicably familiar feeling.

Fu Heisher, who had already entered the tent, did not distract anyone else at all, and only Wutiaowu was in his eyes.

"This really surprised me." Gotiao Wu was also stunned for a moment when he saw Fu Heisher, subconsciously glanced at Fu Heihui, and then quickly moved away.

Fu Heihui looked warily at the black-haired man who suddenly appeared, and didn't notice Wujo Wu's sudden gaze.

His impression of his father was too weak, and it was not enough for Fu Heihui to recognize that the man in front of him was his father in a short time after many years.

As for Fuheshier, let alone when he was alive, now he is completely unaware that his son is mixed in with a group of high school students in the corner, he just looks at Gojo Satoru with those dark eyes.

Gojo Satoru glanced at Masato and Lohu, then turned his head and said to Fuheshier: "This time there is no Tennihoko, ah, and there is no black rope... eh? You don't have full consciousness yet, do you? "

Fu Heisher didn't speak, just clenched his fists and hit Gojo Satoru heavily.

As Gojo Satoru said, without Tian Ni Hoko, it would be really difficult to kill Gojo Satoru, especially since he has already mastered the reversal technique without a teacher.

But Fuheshier didn't care, he knew that he was dead and resurrected twistedly, the old woman who died in his hands at the beginning couldn't let her grandson suppress Fuheshier's consciousness, but the order still affected it to some extent he.

Kill all conjurers!

Kill!

No matter who it is, whether it's Gojo Satoru or the elite of Kazuma, it's the same when they die.

The space is too narrow, and Fuheshier alone is more useful than the real person and Lehu combined. Gojo Satoru couldn't care about the college students who were almost affected by it several times. Fortunately, Aoi Todo was there to avoid the misfortune happened.

The panda struggled with the bear face, and muttered to himself: "This person looks familiar..."

Fu Heihui heard it but didn't take it to heart, and shook You Yun to avoid the special spell spirit that made it more difficult for them.

The familiar voice startled Fu Heisher, he followed the voice and looked in the direction of You Yun, and saw the black-haired boy holding You Yun...he looked very similar to his mother.

Fu Heisher was in a daze for a moment, and the memories in the depths of his mind quickly rose up, washing his nerves recklessly.The corners of his mouth moved, and the scar danced around his lips.

what is it call?

What's that kid's name?

……

benefit.

The opponent's distraction couldn't escape Gojo Satoru's eyes, he thought for a moment, then just floated in the air, watching Fuheshier walk towards Fuhehui.

"What's your last name?"

Fu Heihui froze for a moment, then looked in surprise at the black-haired man who appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The man asked what his last name was...why?Do they know each other?

Looking at this scene, the person directly adjacent to the Buddhist monastery outside the tent sighed softly with lowered eyebrows.

"Fu Hei." Although he didn't know why the other party asked, the huge disparity in strength made Fu Heihui quickly judge how he should answer.

So why is Mr. Wujo just watching from the sidelines...

Hearing Fu Heihui's answer, Fu Heisher twitched the corner of his mouth, and his eyes moved down to You Yun in his hand. After two seconds of silence, he turned to look at Wujo Wu, as if he was weighing something.

"benefit."

The person directly next to the Buddhist monastery said unexpectedly: "That's Chan, Shi Er."

even?

When Fu Heihui heard the name, he didn't think of anything at first, and he realized it after a second, even... isn't he his bastard father who has been missing for a long time?

Fu Heisher didn't seem to care about his reaction, he stretched out his hand to pull You Yun away, and with a wave of his hand, the very difficult three-section cudgel in Fu Heihui's hand slashed at the real person like a finger.

The real person watching the fun: "...?"

It quickly avoided You Yun, turned sideways and approached Fu Heisher, touched his arm with his fingers, and the real man grinned.

I still need this guy, just modify it a little bit.

……and many more.

The eyes of the real person gradually became dignified. It clearly felt that it had touched the soul of this body, and even changed the shape of the soul. Why didn't this person's body change?

In the next moment, the real person directly crushed his soul.

Fu Heisher, who should have disappeared like powder, raised his head and let out a long breath: "Thank you so much for helping me completely control this body."

He lowered his head and said with a wanton smile: "You don't know that old woman only used information from my body?"

The real person's face is a bit ugly.

Fu Heihui, who was on the side, looked at the empty palm, and raised his eyes to Fu Heisher, who was beating the super magic spirit as a puppet. His expression was inexplicable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ren Matsutani blinked her eyes and looked at the somewhat chaotic scene. Shier, who was supposed to besiege Wujo Wu, started fighting with the real person. Wujo Wu hadn't taken off the blindfold yet, so how could he play.

Leo Hu was also thinking about this question.

Their plan has been going smoothly, until just now Fu Heisher suddenly dropped Wutiao Wu to ask the high school student what his last name was.The plan was disrupted, and Gojo Satoru didn't feel the pressure of having to take off the blindfold.

This is actually very unreasonable. When Liuhu went to Wujo Wu's one-on-one duel, he took off the blindfold. It doesn't make sense to wear the blindfold now.

It seems that something is not quite right.

When the real person and Fu Heisher hit the other side, the volcano head curse spirit gritted his teeth and stretched out his fingers.

Expansion of the field·covering the coffin and iron surrounding the mountain

Only domains can fight against domains. It is true that it is no match for Gojo Satoru, but even Gojo Satoru has to use domains to break through its domain.

In this case, you have to take off the blindfold.

As for whether he will die in the hands of Gojo Satoru within seconds...it doesn't matter, for the heyday of the curse...

Controlling the size of the field, all the college students except Fu Heihui were imprisoned in the iron surrounding mountain.

It's a joke, Liuhu is not a fool, since the sky and the curse are out of control, why should it provoke him?

Under the brown-red pupils of Knotabagi Yourohito filled with worry, one eye was quietly opened, and he stared at the people in the tent with interest and malice.

Just as Leohu expected, Gojo Satoru took off his blindfold without hesitation, and his shiny lips parted slightly: "The domain expands——"

The blood-red book was opened, and one page was frozen.

----

Yidizhi Jiegao found the place where Xia Youjie was detained according to the instructions of Ye Mo Zhengdao.

"Ah, it's Yidizhi."

Xia Youjie was carrying the water bottle, half-closed his eyes to water the flowers outside the bungalow, and was not shocked when he saw Yidizhi Jiegao.

"Mr. Xia You, the high school has been invaded." Yidizhi Jiegao pushed down his glasses, "The principals of the two schools unanimously decided to release you for a short time... I hope you will take the blame and make meritorious service."

Xia Youjie listened quietly, and then smiled: "It seems that the situation is very critical. Even the guy from Leyan Temple has thought of me... However, I don't have any spells now, so I'm afraid I won't meet their expectations."

"It doesn't matter, even if there is no spell, Mr. Xia You is still a super class." Yidizhi Jiegao hesitated for a while, and said the unplanned information, "According to Mr. Wujo's preliminary observation, there are at least four spell spirits who invaded the high school. A special class."

Xia Youjie's eyes finally moved, he put down the kettle, his brows and eyes were a little cold: "Then I will trouble you to lead the way."

Yidizhi Jiegao breathed a sigh of relief, took the charm given by Ye Mozhengdao, and led Xia Youjie through the barrier.

……

"Xia Youjie..."

Seeing the figure led by Yidi Zhijie and entering the tent alone, An Geji felt very complicated.

In such a critical situation, releasing the super-level Xia Youjie is a last resort. He may try his best to deal with the curse spirit, but after the matter is over, will Xia Youjie return to the dark cell honestly or take the opportunity to escape... ...are unknowns.

After Xia Youjie entered the tent, none of the super curse spirits were seen, but a dozen of the low-level curse masters were seen.

Even without spells, Xia Youjie's physical skills and magic power alone were of a super level. He quickly eliminated those cursers who were blocking the way.

"the seventh."

Ming Ming lowered his eyes and said softly: "Xia Youjie continued to move closer to the center...he encountered a strange curse spirit."

"What are you looking at?" The locust-shaped mantra was on the tree, staring at Xia Youjie dumbfoundedly.

Xia Youjie didn't pay attention to the locust, but frowned slightly and looked at the giant nail buried under the tree.

"Foundation?" Xia Youjie suddenly realized, "I just said how can a bastard like you set up such a tent. It turned out to be entrusted."

"Who are you calling a bastard, I'm so smart!" the locust mantra shouted dissatisfied.

Xia Youjie glanced at it, didn't speak any more, and went straight up to him.

Five seconds later, he shook his hands and raised his legs to walk towards the foundation.

"Hey, Conjurer, you have a good height, do you want to be my hanger?"

It seems that this foundation is really important, one hit after another.

"What are you calling me?" Xia Youjie turned around, his long and narrow eyes curled up dangerously, "Is there no legend about me in the magic world?"

"You are……"

"what--"

Xia Youjie wiped his hands with the torn cloth of the clothes, and then destroyed the foundation of the tent.

Looking at the tent that was slowly disappearing, Mingming's eyes were filled with strange colors, and he whispered: "Is this... super strength?"

As soon as the tent disappeared, all the conjurers on standby rushed to the shrine in the middle of the competition field immediately.

Xia Youjie, who arrived first, paused, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the scene in front of him with some incomprehension.

The long-dead Fuheshier dealt with two super-level curse spirits, one with suture scars all over his face, and the other with the appearance of a tree human.

The domain suspended in mid-air was broken in half, the owner of the domain was blown away in half, and he was shrinking in the remaining domain and healing his body with spell power. The high school students who were trapped in it Already escaped.

The magician with white ear-length hair and the super magic spirit who seemed to have just completely metamorphosed stood side by side to resist the attacks of Zhipiren from the Zen Academy and others.

Behind them, the pitch-black leather clothes were hunting in the air, and Ren Matsutani, holding a book in her hand, looked at Gojo Satoru, who was halfway through the domain, with a smile.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be frozen, motionless.

A cursed creature full of eyes quietly landed behind Gojo Satoru.

Xia Youjie recognized that it was a special-grade cursed object, the Prison Gate.

"Jie is here." Gojo Wu's body was motionless, but his mouth was non-stop, "You can see it too, Lian has betrayed."

The Gojo family, Kamo family, and high school conjurers who arrived a little later: "...?"

Why do you use a spectator tone, isn't it you who is being watched? Gojo Satoru? !

At this time, Gojo Satoru had already stagnated in front of the prison gate for 15 seconds.