trick revival

Chapter 48 Let's Have an Explosion

Behind the fat man.

Zuodao knelt down on one knee, sorted out all the spiritual papers, which are called "life-saving papers" in this world, and then took out a small stack as a backup, and then quickly turned the operation plan in his mind.

"The rest will be turned into little paper figurines. There must be too little time. Fatty doesn't seem to be able to persist until I finish it. Secondly, they will be less lethal in terms of lethality when turned into little paper figurines.

"As for me, I need an effect that is simple, fast, and can stimulate its inner spirit to the greatest extent."

While thinking, Zuodao put together the rest of the 'life-saving paper', which was three fingers thick together. He pressed one hand on the paper, and the three paper spirits in his body who were most connected with him opened their blurry faces at the same time.

With the sixth sense and some unusual manifestations in this world, he did not choose to practice spiritual power, but guided it to the paper spirits through the way of soul power, allowing them to absorb it.

In other words, the paper spirit and the little paper people can recharge.

Three paper spirits, sixty little paper figurines, after being ordered by the Left, swarmed out from the hand holding the "life-saving paper" from the arm, passing through layers of "life-saving paper" between the virtual and the real. "Life-saving paper", each of them attached to it, and then started their own actions.

The three paper spirits stayed in the palms of the left, and they continuously radiated divine thoughts to control and command.

As for the small paper people, some are attached to it, and the large fonts are spread out, and veins like blood vessels appear on the body, extending out, attaching to the "life-saving paper" and starting to transform their characteristics, some small paper people keep making tricks, some Reciting mantras through spiritual thoughts, some of them are like jumping gods, walking wildly in a two-dimensional plane.

In five breaths, everything is done.

All the 'life-saving paper' scattered breath-like light rhyme.

If he was only allowed to do this by himself, he might not be able to do it for an hour, but with the help of the paper people, everything was so fast, and this was one of the terrifying abilities of paper cutting at its peak.

Now that the spirit paper is not worrying, as long as his soul power becomes stronger, the number of paper spirits he can control will also increase.

The corner of Zuo Dao's mouth raised slightly, he stood up and raised one hand at the same time, making a gesture like throwing flowers backward at a wedding:

"rise!"

The 'life-saving paper' is flying together at this time, just like the poker-like cutting action, the difference is that they.
—— upstream
The papers flying all over the sky made a clattering sound, and the fat man who heard the movement behind him took the time to look back, and then kicked his eyes:
"What is this?"

I saw the spirit paper flying in all directions with the sound of 'swishing', matching the boy's turning around and chuckling in the standard windbreaker.

In an instant
Fatty didn't want to do it anymore, and the idea of ​​revenge for those uncles almost couldn't last.

My mother is fighting against the gray fog in the front, and you are playing with paper and acting as a model in the back, right?

Zuo Dao seemed to see the fat man's resentment, and he said:

"Your ritual can resist them, can that allow the 'life-saving paper' to pass from our direction?"

"Okay," the fat man turned his head without seeing it, and said the operation ceremony, and then he was a little suspicious:
"Is that thing really useful?"

Zuo Dao didn't answer him, he raised his hand towards the aisle and waved it lightly.

All the 'spiritual papers' flew towards the same direction, one after the other, and the fat man also saw the paper spirits flying around him. His hands changed shape at this moment, so that the spiritual papers could pass through smoothly, and then , he saw.
Blast, bang, bang—!
The moment the spiritual paper passed through the fat man ceremony and came into contact with the gray mist, it became like a detonating talisman under the left-handed modification, instantly emitting blue explosive flames, one piece after another, like a giant A brave stormtrooper.

Under Fatty's incredulous expression and Zuo Dao's calm gaze, the gray mist was repelled by the explosion.

Feeling the feedback from the sudden lightening of the pressure of the ceremony, the fat man couldn't stop saying again:
"What is this?"

The cyan fireworks did not disappear immediately after the explosion, and the remaining fire was like maggots on the tarsus bone, entangled in the gray mist and consumed each other.

For a while, the corridor covered with gray mist gradually turned into a place of blue flames, turning into a flame barrier to seesaw here.

"Spirit Burning Curse Demon revised version, I haven't come up with a good name yet—"

Zuo Dao chuckled softly, and Quan Dang silently responded to Fatty's question.

Under Yinguang's consciousness, both he and the fat man chose to use some housekeeping methods.

This is not inappropriate for Leftists, on the contrary, it can be learned from the brief information of the Silver Light Consciousness.

The power of the Mist Ritualist is this little eyeball, so no matter whether it is successfully analyzed, or if it is damaged during the wrestling with the 'Observation Center' this time, it will have a blow to the Mist Ritualist's ability.

The reason for the ceremony and its power and effect, during the time when Zangti arranged special training, I learned that it can be divided into two types.

One starts from oneself, such as spiritual material, flesh and blood sacrifice, and pre-arrangement, and event arrangement is divided into one's own actions, the accumulation of disasters, or various strange requirements, such as doing good deeds every day , or to achieve the wishes of others to accumulate before it can be expanded and so on.

As for the other kind, it is to pray for 'some kind of existence', or to say that the rituals left by 'some kind of existence' are mastered by it.

Most of these rituals have few pre-activation conditions, but the negative state after the event is always unknown and full of uncertainty. Maybe you just paid a little the previous time, and you will turn into a monster when you activate it next time.

In Huayu, the latter kind of 'rituals' and 'spells' are the most focused on supervision, and any discovery must be restricted.

This is also one of the reasons why Zuo Dao was willing to "work hard" after receiving the message of the silver light consciousness, when he believed that the ritual performed by the mist ritual was likely to be of this type.

good things, all good things
The consolation prize can learn some characteristics and increase your preparation.

The second prize may directly remove the underpants of the Mist Ceremony.

For the special prize, maybe the ceremony of the Mist Ritualist will be abolished.

Not to mention, what is more suitable to show yourself under the cover of the Silver Light Ceremony?
Taking advantage of the time when the other party has no energy to analyze myself, and I am not afraid of the other party's analysis now, come under the light with one hand, brush off my own performance, and whitewash myself.

In addition, Zedao discovered that in fact, if the principle of "paper-cutting technique" is discarded from the process of the previous world, its embodiment is at the same height as the "surgery formula", with the same lever and the same communication between heaven and earth.

If he is willing, he only needs to try the magic reform repeatedly, and it will not be a problem to pass it on to others, so——

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The appearance of the magical version of the "detonating talisman" blocked the support of the gray mist again. At this time, the small eyeballs in the owner's stomach seemed to want to make some movements, but they were restrained by the distance, and the gray mist on the owner's body began to move freely. Continuing, the silver light penetrated into his body again for analysis.

One minute passed, and when the last piece of magic reform paper was used up, the blue flames also began to dissipate, and the gray mist re-occupied the aisle and surged again.

"Look at you, fat man." Zuo Dao said something.

His performance is almost enough.

Any more would be a bit out of line.

So he picked up his suitcase and started to run.

The fat man's complexion was complicated. As long as he wasn't blind, he could understand that this kid probably mastered the expendable spell.

At this moment, the silver light consciousness sent out a message again.

"Please prepare to evacuate."

　Today is Monday and tomorrow is Tuesday.

　　Volume Hell is on again, so please leave me alone and let me give a shout out.

　　Please come and read it tomorrow, I don’t want to die in the third round!
　　At the same time, I also hope that if there is a chance, if there is a shortage of books on this kind of subject, book lovers around, please recommend me a little bit! ! !
　　


(End of this chapter)