Jujutsu Kaisen: Unlock The Eight Secret Arts at the Start

The next moment, a burst of invisible power burst out of Ryuichi's body, and that power slightly distorted the surrounding space.

A strange business was formed in the room because of the compression of the air.

Woooo~

"Do not!!!"

The horrible devouring power surged like a huge wave, instantly engulfing the skeleton's consciousness, and the soul was torn into countless fragments at the moment.

"It's really disgusting." Ryuichi frowned slightly and picked up a bottle of Coke on the table as if to rinse his mouth.

Ask yourself to fix the Cursed Tool. If Ryuichi believes it, he won't be worthy of today's strength.

If it weren't for his own strength and ability to restrain that skull.

I am afraid that the current self has long since become a prisoner of that guy.

Sure enough, no matter which world you are in, only strength is the unique authority!

Ryuichi, as he said, is very lazy and hates trouble, so he will only use the simplest method to solve the trouble.

The original jade-white skull had been drained of its curse power, and only a puff of pale white dust remained. A gust of breeze blew through the window, and the smoke disappeared instantly, and the dust was wiped out.

It's as if it has never appeared before.

But for some reason, Ryuichi just feels that his mind is a little clearer than before.

It is as if the human souls who were tortured and killed by this skeleton were blessed on his body.

"Three first-level Cursed Spirits, it's worth a trip to Osaka. It's been a long time since I went back."

The first-level Cursed Spirit will hardly be born in this small place like Shanze. For the sake of Six Immortal Thief Treasury's progress, he doesn't mind going to the base of that mysterious organization.

It's not that he didn't think that the other party was deceiving himself. After all, the first-level Cursed Spirit, said more, said less, to be able to catch the Cursed Spirit alive, it also requires certain means.

He was also not sure if the opponent had the strength and means, but it didn't matter.

If the opponent can't take out the first-level Cursed Spirit, a seemingly large organization that sucks up all their curse power is enough to withstand the progress provided by the three first-level Cursed Spirits.

As for the opponent's strength and what kind of Curse teacher is hiding, he doesn't care at all.

Just like Gojo Satoru said.

He is...

unrivaled! ! !

Ryuichi leaned back on the sofa again, lazily, as if not awake.

The finger inadvertently crossed the pendant on the neck.

As if recalling something bad in the past, a tyrannical trace flashed very vaguely in his eyes.

"Zenin, I hope you don't provoke me!"

at the same time

Somewhere in the underground of a supermarket in Osaka.

"Ah!!! How dare he!!!"

In a dark secret room, suddenly there was a roar.

The voice was full of resentment, and a creepy hoarseness.

It was like a rotten sound made by the friction of two worn-out iron plates.

In the darkness, a pale flame burned faintly.

Illuminate everything around.

Not only did this flame not bring any warmth to the darkness, on the contrary...

With the appearance of this flame, everything around became more gloomy and cold.

In that paleness.

Countless painful faces appeared constantly, and it seemed that countless souls were being continuously burned in the flame.

There will be no peace forever.

"Old guy, why are you crazy!" A young boy's voice slowly sounded.

With a bit of sarcasm.

The moment the voice fell.

The pale demon flame skyrocketed instantly, suddenly illuminating all the surroundings.

The darkness disappeared in an instant.

but.

A scene more terrifying than darkness gradually unfolded.

Pieces of human skins were randomly spread on the walls of the secret room, and countless weird Curse were intertwined with each other.

Countless heads are piled up like a mountain, forming small hills, scattered white bones, and paved the floor with an extremely absurd beauty, like a very evil picture scroll in hell.

Obviously it is a very small secret room.

At the moment, it is as empty as a wilderness.

On the highest mountain, a man shrouded in black robe trembled unconsciously.

Although it was only part of his own soul, that kind of pain was indeed synchronized to his body in the same way.

He had long forgotten what it was like to feel pain, and now he trembled not only because of the sharp pain of the tearing soul.

What makes him even more unacceptable is...

He actually...

I felt it in that ignorant boy..

fear! ! !

The kind of emotion that he has forgotten for not knowing how long, and deeply disgusted by him.

Resurfaced again.

"My avatar curse body was killed!!"

"Anyway, you have nine clones. If you die, you die."

On the side of the head mountain.

The man in a white kimono wears a fox face mask and his tone is not stingy.

Continuous bursts of white magic flames appeared on his body.

All show that he is powerful.

"I will eat him alive!!! I will eat him~!!!"

Woooo~

Woooo~

Countless evil spirits emerged from behind the people in black, groaning constantly, as if they were telling what kind of misfortune they had encountered.

The man's voice seemed to be squeezed from between his teeth.

The tone was a wounded lone wolf, tyrannical and crazy, and the surrounding air was stained with a killing air, setting off this gloomy space like a dungeon.

"Okay, as long as he fixes the grass pheasant sword, the rest is up to you, but... the Zenin family would let such a genius go out of the house, it's really unscientific."

The Fox Face boy gently wiggled the long sleeves of the kimono, and his eyes hidden behind the mask revealed a hint of playfulness.

"No matter what, the resurrection of Lord Baqi is more important than everything, Zenin Ryuichi, don't let me down!!!".

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