Updated: 2013-02-26

"Chiyo Momura, what do you want to do? I advise you not to be presumptuous! At present, Zhengzhou has gathered a large number of Chinese warriors, and many of them are masters and powerful people who are good at magic. If you mess around, once a large-scale spiritual power fluctuation breaks out, hmph, you know the consequences. If you alarm them, no matter how strong you are Chiyo Momura, you will have to walk around without eating. Don't forget. You and I are stepping on Chinese soil, not Japan. As a senior, you won't forget the 'five violation clauses' that were agreed upon 52 years ago, right?"

This warning has a certain deterrent effect, but it may not be effective for Chiyo Momura, who is used to it. The courage to sneak into China alone, and to show up to intercept him at the risk of being discovered, has already shown that he definitely doesn't care.

Although Junko Kasawara took precautions in advance, there is a saying in China that there is no void under fame, and in the face of Chiyo Momura, she knew in her heart that she had no chance of winning. It's one thing to have faith or not, but many times faith is equal to arrogance. At this time, fighting with the other party and playing with life is obviously unwise behavior, and the other party is a well-known black hand poison. Acting is even more perverted. The man is better, but if the opponent is a woman, especially a woman with a bit of grace like herself, the result is definitely abused and killed.

Thinking about these rumors about him, Junko Kasawara suddenly stirred up in her heart, and her desperate mind was even weaker, and she didn't wait for the other party to say anything, so she turned around and ran.

And at the moment when she turned around, seven or eight thorn strips as thick as brown ropes, green and full of spikes suddenly burst out of the ground, wrapping around Momura Chiyo's legs and the entire lower half of his body. The sharp spikes instantly pierced Chiyo Mura's pants and knee-length hem of his shirt.

This is mimicry transfiguration, and the spiritual power of the same attribute can be imitated at will according to the mind of the controller. For example, Junko Kasawara's technique is inherited from Chigusa Temple, one of the four major temples in Japan, and her spiritual power belongs to wood, so she can manipulate and simulate plants in nature at will, and the simulated plants also have the characteristics of the species itself, such as moon seed vine, snake root aristolochia and other highly poisonous plants. The deeper the spiritual cultivation, the greater the toxicity. For example, Qianqian Grass, the well-known "Thousand Thousand Knots" large array of Qiancao Temple is a protective formation formed by a thousand tenacity grass simulated by a number of advanced monks.

The Thousand Tenacious Grassland is a dense vegetation in the primeval jungle of the Amazon. The leaves are tough, flattened, ribbon-shaped, nearly 80 centimeters long, and the tip of the head is thick and as wide as the palm of an adult's hand, and the local aborigines like to use it to weave ropes to round up their prey. After drying and then soaking in grease, after repeating several times, it is not only resistant to stretching and pulling, but also difficult to break. The basket woven with thousands of tough grass can be used for dozens or even nearly a hundred years without rotting.

The thousand tough grass conjured up by the monks of Qiancao Temple not only completely simulated the characteristics of extreme toughness, but also deliberately increased the length and width when arranging the formation, and thousands of nearly two-meter-long thousand tough grass trays were knotted and bulged in a hemispherical shape that could cover a radius of tens of meters. Its power can withstand conventional shells head-on. Ordinary bullets are even more difficult to injure.

Although the Thousand Tough Grass that is simulated and transformed is a supreme protective thing against the enemy, it must be gathered in sufficient quantities to exert its maximum power, and the spiritual power required to support the simulated physical form is also quite large. Therefore, Junko Kasawara didn't dare to waste it here, in case the spiritual power in the body was exhausted, then it could only be slaughtered by others. Using the poisonous Moon Seed Vine was the best way she felt to defend herself against the enemy right now, and she didn't expect it to do much damage to Chiyo Momura, as long as it could stop him for a few seconds, then she would have a chance to get out of danger. But she turned around and ran two steps out, and with a bang, it seemed to hit an invisible wall. It was forced back to the same place. Oh no! It's the ink village family's enchantment. When was it laid out?

Junko Kasahara, whose face changed immediately, secretly gritted her silver teeth and continued to rush in a different direction, but every time she was blocked by this huge invisible force. The greater the momentum, the stronger the rebound. In a moment, I changed several spells in a row, but they were all blocked. Damn, is this the enchantment of the Momura family?

At this time, a possibility that had been ignored before suddenly came to mind, and the more I thought about it, the greater the possibility, and I secretly complained in my heart.

The Mocun family is famous for its enchantment technique, which was used in ancient times to remove demons and exorcise demons, which can shield the breath of a qiē realm. The barrier is not broken. No one can detect the anomaly here. That is to say, even if it is dark in the enchantment, the spiritual power fluctuations cannot be transmitted.

Junko Kasahara's heart was horizontal, and her stubborn and stubborn strength surged up, and her eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she fought hard. The palms of the hands that gathered a large amount of spiritual power appeared out of thin air two brown spikes that were a few feet long, wedge-shaped, buzzing and trembling and spinning rapidly, but before she could make the next move. Wow, a thick, black-smelling iron chain entangled her like lightning. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. And the tighter and tighter it became, the body gradually lost the strength to support it, and collapsed to the ground. She knew she was finished, and her eyes flashed with resentment and despair. Gritting her teeth, she stared at her condescendingly with hatred, and looked at her Momura Chiyo with a look of contempt, disdain, and even some perverted pleasure.

"Junko Kasawara, you don't have to work in vain. With your cultivation, it is impossible to break the cage enchantment technique of my Mocun family, if you are smart, just hand over the things quickly, and you can die a dignified death later, it will not be so ugly. ”

"You untie me, I, I'll take it to you. Junko Kasawara said with her head down. Death, she is not afraid. Even if he really dies here today, then even if he is not an opponent, he can bite off a piece of his flesh before he dies. What can make Junko Kasahara depressed and vomit blood is that this black pot is too wronged. Why doesn't this damn shemale believe it? She cursed the heavens and cursed the earth, but it didn't work, and Chiyo Momura proved it with her actions.

"Untie you? No, no, I can do my own search. Chiyo Momura crouched down and reached out to touch Junko Kasawara's left cheek. Hehe chuckled.

Junko Kasawara leaned her neck back, avoiding the hand she had touched, and glared at him angrily. Said: "Momura Chiyo, I think you should know my origins, I have a way to make you unable to find anything on me." If you don't believe me, give it a try. ”

Momura Chiyo stared at her for a while, and suddenly said, "I like women with character." You can let go, but you'd better not play tricks in front of me. I don't think you want a naked female corpse on this street, Miss Kasawara, do you?"