"Give it to me!! It's all mine!! Give it to me!!" The Cursed Spirit in the midair seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible big hand.

The space seemed to be frozen by some weird force.

Even the air solidified with Gojo Satoru's gesture.

The mighty power, with unbridled arrogance, vented in the factory unscrupulously, completely compressing the curse power of the quasi-level Curse into a harmless ball of flesh.

Feeling all the weird changes around him, Ryuichi's heart was also very shocked.

"Is this Gojo Satoru! It's terrible, can you have such a terrifying power at this age!"

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's fingers were swaying randomly, and the Cursed Spirit in mid-air was like a child's hands being constantly kneaded in mud.

The body with strong curse power was constantly twisted and deformed. The Cursed Spirit, which originally had no bones, was suddenly twisted into a shape.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"It's weird to say that Jujutsu should have been engraved in the body when the warlock was born. You actually broke the rules."

Gojo Satoru's attention only stayed on the poor Cursed Spirit for a few seconds, and then shifted to Ryuichi's body at once.

The sunglasses slid down gently, and the fascinating pair of blue eyes came out for the first time.

In the pair of pupils of the sky, it seemed that the entire starry sky was contained in it, quietly turning in Gojo Satoru's pupils according to a certain pattern.

"Every time I see it, I feel very shocked." Ryuichi faced the pair of eyes that made Cursed Spirit and Jujutsu very scared.

Without the slightest tension, but with a bit of appreciation.

So that the whole Jujutsu world is focused on "six eyes"

"If the six eyes can be poached, I am afraid that those who are immortal will not be able to sit still..." Seeing that Ryuichi hadn't answered his question, Gojo Satoru didn't say much.

Instead, he followed Ryuichi's topic with a bit of sarcasm.

"The people of the Gojo family don't just sit back and watch, and those who don't die will also consider the consequences." Ryuichi raised his head and looked at the continuously distorted Cursed Spirit, and said casually.

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth just to say something, suddenly frowned.

"not good!!"

Rumble! ! !

A huge arm suddenly appeared from the ground, and the terrifying force instantly tore the earth apart, Gojo Satoru's figure moved quickly, and Ryuichi on the side disappeared as early as the moment the arm just appeared.

"Is there another one?"

Gojo Satoru jumped and stood on a high platform.

Looking at the Cursed Spirit appearing on the ground that is as indistinguishable as mid-air, he shrugged helplessly.

"Give it to me!! Give it to me!!!" The newly appeared Cursed Spirit let out a roar, and on the opposite side, Ryuichi's figure slowly emerged.

"Hey, Satoru, your temptation is too old-fashioned." Ryuichi complained a little, glanced dissatisfiedly, and sat on the high platform with a look of Gojo Satoru watching a play.

If someone said that he was negligent and didn't find that there was a quasi-first Cursed Spirit, Ryuichi could still believe it a little bit.

But Gojo Satoru with six eyes, unless he voluntarily can't see it, all the Cursed Spirits are conspicuous in front of him like lights in the night.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin a few times, and he laughed, without speaking.

For Ryuichi's strength, Gojo Satoru always feels unrealistic. Since there is such an opportunity at this moment, he will naturally not let it go.

What's more, he didn't believe that his "kind" would be hurt by this level of Cursed Spirit.

"Give it to me!!! Give it to me!"

Cursed Spirit's voice was a little bit crying, and opened his arms, countless arms are like centipedes, covered with large and small curse mottles.

He grabbed Ryuichi fiercely.

"I know, I know, I'll give it all to you, okay."

Facing such a powerful attack, Ryuichi's tone was somewhat helpless, like the terrifying monster in front of him, just like a bear kid who wanted a lollipop.

The finger was lifted instantly, the two fingers were overlapped, and the cross pendant on his chest flashed a gloomy light.

Rumble! !

Bang bang bang! ! !

The countless arms of Cursed Spirit were resisted by a faint blue light at the moment they were about to catch Ryuichi. The arms that touched the faint light rotted quickly as if they were poisoned by some kind of poison.

The halo formed a translucent barrier in front of Ryuichi, warding out all the power of the Cursed Spirit.

"Ahhh!!!" Cursed Spirit wailed, and his companion in the sky was also crushed by Gojo Satoru's Jujutsu, almost exploding.

"I want the Cursed Tool, right, here you are."

Ryuichi's palm waved randomly.

next moment.

The cross exploded with a powerful curse.

The faint blue light seemed to have turned into a manjusawa in hell, beautiful and deadly, and completely swallowed the Cursed Spirit in an instant.

The dark purple curse power was slightly invisible being absorbed by that Youlan.

Bang!

Almost at the same time, the Cursed Spirit in the sky also exploded to pieces.

"The Cursed Tool is made instantly, and Jujutsu can be summoned at will, plus the spell-swallowing spell, Ryuichi, you guy, it's really not easy." Gojo Satoru looked at what was happening on the ground in shock, and under his six eyes, Ryuichi Everything he did just now was clearly seen by him. .

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