The nine-inch nail pierced deeply into the black thread at the neck of Sanxiang, only the flat round head and a small nail body were exposed.

"Oh, beautiful." I couldn't help admiring Nagasaki's precise attack.

Nagasaki waved his hand as if responding to me, then tilted his head and said calmly to him: "I advise you to pull out. Come on."

Faced with her reminder, San Xiang raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, with a contemptuous expression, as if to say: It's just a small nail, not even enough to tickle him.

In the next second, the nine-inch nail pierced through Sanxiang's neck and shot straight into the wall.

The black blood gushes out instantly, blooming like a cluster of blood flowers.

His smile froze, his eyes gradually surged with a vigorous undercurrent caused by being slapped in the face.

"Don't listen to persuasion," Nazaki shook his head, his old-fashioned tone was like an elder teaching a disobedient child, "I found that each of you curse spirits is so arrogant. Could it be that you think you are the most powerful in this world? Forced? You are the only one? I'm afraid I'm going to laugh to death."

Speaking of this, she paused, without turning her head, she just pointed her thumb back at Gojo Satoru, "See, the strongest is there."

"Not you bunch of trash."

Under her taunts, I saw Sanxiang's face turn from white to blue, and then to black like ink.

His eyes widened in embarrassment, and a vague sound came out of his throat.Touching the neck with a hole in it with his fingers, the thin fingers that were only covered with a layer of bluish white skin were stained with blood, his eyes darkened, and the murderous aura overflowed completely.

Silently, the black silk threads woven around his neck were infused with mana, they began to revive, and then swam at a regular speed.

From a distance, it looked like black worms crawling slowly on the pale skin.

This scene is too weird and disgusting, just one glance can make people's San value go crazy.

As a victim of contaminated eyes, my pupils quivered, and my neck suddenly began to itch like a bug crawling.

!!!

I touched my smooth skin with my fingers almost uncontrollably, and after confirming again and again that there was really nothing, I barely let go of my tense nerves, and turned my eyes away in disgust.

"It's disgusting." Nagasaki said directly what was in my heart, and then attacked again.

The nine-inch nail turned into a flash of white light, and rushed towards the curse spirit not far away in an instant.

however.

This time the attack was unsuccessful.

The black thread suddenly left the skin that nourished him, and swung the Nine Inch Nail galloping away like a long whip.

San Xiang murmured something that only he could hear clearly, his slightly long hair covered his cloudy eyes, and his dark purple lips parted exaggeratedly.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly drew the black line with his blood-stained fingers.

Beads of blood gradually infiltrated, and in an instant, these black lines rioted, and they hit Nagasaki at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

"Kagizaki, be careful." Fuhei's fingers quickly formed a curse mark.

A huge, slightly silly frog suddenly appeared behind him, and with a crisp "croak", the frog stretched out its long tongue and hooked Nagizaki's back collar directly, and carried her over.

The moment Nagasaki left, a crack appeared on the floor.

Seeing that there was no danger, Fu Hei ordered the frog to loosen his tongue.

With a snap, Nazaki fell to the ground.

She touched her back collar subconsciously, then jumped up like a furry, with her hips on her hips, facing the calm eyes of Fu Hei.

Looking at each other briefly, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, her frizzy hair gradually faded back.

Nagizaki rubbed his fingertips, and complained weakly: "Could you pull me another shikigami next time, such as Nue. Do you know that the slime of frogs is difficult to clean? They all stick to my collar gone."

Fu Hei nodded solemnly: "Yes. I know now, and I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Forget it," Nagizaki sighed, and after a while, his tone became cheerful again, "Thank you just now."

"Tsk, little brat who gets in the way," Sanxiang spat angrily when he saw this, and shouted at his elder brother beside him, "Kanshi, can you hurry up and get rid of your prey, and don't let him come over and make trouble?" .”

"Okay." Kanshi replied.

He spread his wings, and the feathers shone with a cold metallic light under the sun, "Actually, I don't like to eat men at all. They are not as delicate as children, nor do they have the unique aroma of women. The meat is smelly and hard to bite, it is too unpalatable." .”

While chanting dejectedly, he flew towards Fuhei, but the saliva flowing from the wolf's mouth revealed his true nature, a greedy and flesh-hungry curse spirit.

How true can the words of the curse spirit be?

Fu Hei snorted coldly, "Big snake."

As soon as the words fell, a snake head almost half my height suddenly appeared on the floor.It straightened up and opened its mouth, biting towards Kanshi without hesitation.

Caught off guard and being bitten, Kan Shi's wings were pierced by sharp snake teeth, and blood flowed out silently along with the wound.

"I hate snakes!" he screamed.

The feathers nourished by the blood instantly doubled in size, and they quickly flew up, cutting off the snake's teeth with ease.

Seeing this, I couldn't help thinking.

The abilities of these two curse spirits seem to be greatly enhanced through their blood.

This feature is quite similar to the spell of the Kamo family - the red blood manipulation.

Could it be that.

An absurd guess could not be restrained in my mind, I shuddered, and began to loathe the conjurer who created the nine-phase diagram even more.

Out-and-out metamorphosis.

Then I thought that I was actually being targeted by this disgusting existence. Panic, anger, and hatred were intertwined, surging like a tide.

His fingers tightened tightly on Gojo Satoru under the fluctuating mood. After a while, the picture in front of him was suddenly covered by a big hand, and his lowered and soft voice rang in his ears.

He said: "I will get rid of him, Asuka don't need to be afraid."

Hearing this, I bit my lips lightly, and I had to admit that this sentence was like a anchor, firmly inserted into my ups and downs.

The stretched body gradually relaxed, and after a while, I opened my mouth, "Okay."

When Gojo Satoru let go, the battle ahead just came to an end.

Nagasaki was kneeling on the ground with one knee, clutching her bloody right arm, and beside her knee lay a scarecrow full of nine-inch nails.

"How?" She said with a slightly crazy smile, "Is this feeling very uncomfortable?"

Not far away, San Xiang covered his abdomen, and suddenly spat out the dirty blood with internal organ fragments on the ground.

And beside him, all the bones were shattered, leaving only the bone phase of the heart beating extremely slowly.

"Damn bitch," he said hoarsely, looking at Nagasaki with knife-like eyes, wishing to kill her, "I will tear you to pieces one day sooner or later."

"Oh," Nagasaki ruthlessly pierced the nine-inch nail into the deadly part of the straw man, "Before that, I should exterminate you first."

After the words fell, San Xiang's face suddenly turned pale, he trembled silently, his body seemed to be drained of strength, he fell heavily to the ground, and then twitched uncontrollably.

In just a few breaths, his whole body swelled up like a balloon, bit by bit, gradually approaching the critical point.

In the end, it exploded completely, scattering flesh and blood all over the place.

Suddenly, a strong stench filled the air.

One of the Nine Phase Diagrams, Exorcism!

And in front of them there are still two super magic spirits left.

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