Behind the fat man.

Zuo Dao knelt on one knee, sorted out all the spirit papers, which this world calls 'life-saving papers', and then took out a small stack for backup, and then quickly turned the operation plan in his mind.

"The rest are all made into small paper figures, and it must be too late in time, and the fat man doesn't look like he has the ability to hold on until I finish it, and secondly, they who become small paper figures will be more deficient in lethality.

"And I need to be simple, fast, and able to maximize the effect of its inner spiritual essence."

While thinking, Zuo Dao put the rest of the 'life-saving paper' together, which was three fingers thick, and he pressed it on the paper with one hand, and the three paper spirits in his body that were most deeply connected with him, their blurred faces opened their eyes at the same time.

Under the sixth sense and some unusual manifestations of this world, he did not choose the cultivation of spiritual power, but guided the paper spirits through the way of spiritual power and let them absorb them.

In other words, the paper spirits and the little paper people can be recharged.

After receiving the order from the left path, the three paper spirits, sixty little paper figures, from the hand holding the 'life-saving paper', swarmed out of the arm, passed through the layers of 'life-saving paper' in the virtual and real, each performing its own duties, and then began to act separately.

The three paper spirits stayed in the palm of the left channel, and they kept exuding divine thoughts to control and command.

And the small paper people, some are attached to it, the large font is spread out, and the lines like blood vessels appear on the body extend out, attached to the 'life-saving paper' and begin to transform the characteristics, some of the small paper people keep pinching the trick, some are chanting mantras through divine thoughts, and some are like dancing gods, in the two-dimensional plane, crazy steps, step gang.

Five breaths of time, everything is done.

All the 'life-saving papers' diffuse the light like breathing.

If he was to do these alone, he might not be able to get off for an hour, but with the help of the paper people's division of labor, everything was so fast, and this was one of the terrifying abilities at the peak of paper cutting back then.

Now that the spirit paper is not worried, as long as his soul power becomes stronger, the more paper spirits he can control.

The corners of Zuo Dao's mouth lifted slightly, and he got up and raised one hand at the same time, making the same gesture as throwing flowers backwards at a wedding:

"Up!"

The 'life-saving papers' are flying together at this time, like a playing card-like cut, but the difference is that they .....

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There was a rattling sound from the flying papers, and the fat man, who heard the movement behind him, took the time to look back, and then his eyes kicked:

"What's this?"

I saw the spirit paper flying in all directions, with the young man who turned around in a windbreaker on the left side.

Moment......

The fat man didn't want to do it anymore, and the idea of revenge from those uncles almost couldn't last.

Lao Tzu is tired in front to resist the gray fog, and you kid is playing with paper in the back as a model and playing handsome, right?

Zuo Dao seemed to see the resentment of the fat man, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Your ritual can fend off them, can you let the 'life-saving paper' pass in our direction?"

"Yes," the fat man turned his head without looking, and said the operation ceremony, and then he was a little suspicious:

"Does that thing really work?"

Zuo Dao didn't reply to him, raised his hand to the aisle, and waved it lightly.

All the 'spirit papers' flew quickly in the same direction, each in order, and the fat man also saw the paper spirits flying around him, and his hands changed at this time, so that the spirit paper could pass smoothly, and then, he saw...

Explosion, explosion, or explosion——!

The moment the spirit paper passed through the fat man's ritual and came into contact with the gray mist, it became like a detonation charm under the change of the left path, and instantly emitted cyan explosive flames, one after another, like a stormtrooper who was not afraid of death.

Under the fat man's incredulous expression and Zuo Dao's calm gaze, the gray mist was repelled in the explosion.

Feeling the feedback of the sudden lightening pressure of the ceremony, the fat man couldn't stop saying again:

"What's this?"

The cyan fireworks did not disappear directly after exploding, and the remaining flames were like maggots on tarsal bones, entangled in the gray mist and consuming each other.

For a while, the gray mist corridor gradually turned into a cyan flame field, turning into a flame barrier to see-saw here.

"The Spiritual Burning Spell has been revised, and I haven't come up with a name yet—"

Zuo Dao chuckled and said in his heart, and responded to the fat man's question silently.

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

There is nothing wrong with this for Zuo Dao, on the contrary, it can be known in the brief message of the silver light consciousness.

The power of the Mist Ritualist is this small eyeball, so whether it is successfully parsed or he is damaged in this battle with the 'Observation Center', it will deal a blow to the Mist Ritualist's ability.

The origin of the ritual and its power and effectiveness can be divided into two kinds in the time when Zang Ti arranged special training.

There are three types of things that start from one's own body, such as spiritual materials, flesh and blood sacrifices, and pre-arrangement, and the arrangement of events is divided into one's own actions, the accumulation of calamities, or all kinds of strange requirements, such as doing good deeds every day, or accumulating to fulfill the wishes of others.

On the other hand, it is to pray for 'some kind of existence,' or for the rituals left by 'some kind of being' to be mastered.

Most of these rituals have few pre-launch conditions, but the negative state afterwards is always unknown, full of uncertainty, maybe the previous time just paid a little, and the next time when it is activated, it will turn into a monster.

In Huayu, the latter kind of 'rituals' and 'techniques' are the most heavily supervised, and any discovery must be restricted.

This is also one of the reasons why Zuo Dao was willing to "work hard" when he decided that the ritual of the mist ritual was most likely of this kind after receiving the information from the silver light consciousness.

It's a good thing, it's all a good thing...

The consolation prize can learn about some of the characteristics and increase your preparation.

The second prize may directly pull off the bottoms of the fog ceremony.

In the case of the grand prize, the ritual of the Misty Ritual may be nullified.

Not to mention, what is more suitable to show yourself under the shroud of the silver light ceremony?

Take advantage of the fact that the other party has no energy to analyze himself, and he is not afraid of the other party's analysis, so he will turn the light with one hand, brush down his own performance, and whitewash himself again.

In addition, Zuo Dao found that in fact, if the principle of 'paper cutting' is thrown away from the process of the world, it is embodied in the same height as the 'technique', the same lever, the same communication world.

If he wants, he only needs to try the magic change repeatedly, and it will not be a problem to teach it to others, so-

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The appearance of the magic modification "Detonation Charm" made the support of the gray mist blocked again, and at this time, the small eyeballs that existed in the stomach of the house owner seemed to want to make some movements, but they were restrained by the distance, and the gray fog on the house owner's body began to be unsustainable, and the silver light once again penetrated into his body for analysis.

A minute passed, and when the last piece of magic transformation spirit paper was used up, the green flames began to dissipate, and the gray mist reoccupied the aisle, surging again.

"Look at you, fatty." Zuo Dao said.

He's pretty much enough.

Any more, it's a bit out of line.

So he picked up his suitcase and was already preparing to run.

The fat man's face was complicated, as long as he was not blind, he could understand that this kid was likely to have mastered the consumable technique.

At this moment, the silver light consciousness came out again to transmit a message.

"Please prepare to evacuate."