Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

The faint silver light dust, following the special bloody smell of the dragon's blood, surrounded it, making the already generous silver giant sword even bigger.

"Light and shadow that cut everything!"

Layers of silver light bloomed on the giant sword, and then radiated light to the surroundings.

A thick black shadow gradually wound up, and there was an extremely sharp aura in that shadow.

"World, it's sunset time!"

The sky gradually became gloomy, as if an unparalleled coercion hit Vauban's body fiercely.

 ……………………

The black dragon in the underworld couldn't help howling, screaming with anger and unwillingness.

But, that's it.

"Knock you down - Fantasy Great Sword, Heavenly Demon Lost!!"

That silver light, with a bloody brilliance, extended from the giant sword, and then, without a trace of hesitation, slashed towards the black dragon of the underworld.

Then, it was the rising dragon blood.

Just a sword, just a mere sword.

The giant dragon, which was still flying and domineering just now, was easily split into two.

Huge wounds opened up on that huge body, and a puff of blood gushed out.

However, the corner of Vauban's mouth slightly raised, and then he uttered the spell that meant destruction.

"Redpunishment"

The next moment, the sky turned dark red, and the giant dragon also turned into light dust and floated out.

The scorching feeling diffused from the sky, it was an absolutely irresistible majesty, even Gilgamesh could only choose to avoid it.

The fire of karma, which is enough to burn out the spirit body, is also the thing that restrains the heroic spirit the most.

Looking at the scarlet sky, Gilgamesh couldn't help grinning the corners of his mouth slightly, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"It's so boring, bastard!"

At the same time, it was the scarlet karmic fire that drifted down and burned everything.

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Chapter 97 Dragon Sing and Tiger Roar Dafa (seeking a reward)

Lushan Mountain, on the top of a small hill with beautiful scenery, is now in the midsummer season, and the splendid sea of ​​flowers, even if it is said to be in full bloom, is not an exaggeration.

At this moment, it was a small and dilapidated small nunnery, whether it was the quaint appearance or the absolutely untidy courtyard, it seemed that no one lived there.

Indeed, in such an era, even those who live in seclusion on the mountain will enjoy the convenience of technology.

However, it is different here, as if it was a scene nearly a hundred years ago, and there is no trace of technology at all.

It's like being isolated from the world.

However, even so, no matter whether the courtyard or the eaves are covered with dust, there is no sign of being cleaned at all, and there is not even a visitor on the soft soil in front of the door. None of the footprints were shown.

However, even in this desolate scene like "[-]", there is still the sound of the piano echoing in the dilapidated small nunnery.

At the same time, it was the gently singing voice.

The sound of the piano is already in an absolutely unparalleled realm, even if it is perfect, it is not an exaggeration. With the vibration of the strings, invisible waves of sound sweep towards the surroundings, whether it is slender flowers and plants, or Whether it is a strong ancient tree, it is shaking with the sound of the piano.

It's not something exaggerated like the so-called artistic conception.

It was power, extremely gentle, yet brutal.

The sound waves carried by the sound of the piano seemed to be slapped again and again, slamming hard on wherever it went.

No matter what it was, as the sound of the piano echoed, it even swayed from side to side involuntarily.

This is absolute power, like countless warriors with superb martial arts skills, waving their hands fiercely above all things.

The soft singing sound is even worse and more urgent, the soil is lifted up, the flowers and plants are buried, and the old trees are wailing unwillingly.

That is absolute martial arts, even, the power of power.

Dragons sing and tigers roar Dafa, the name of this power comes from the power of Gayatri, the God of Disobedience belonging to India.

Even, if the power is fully activated, even a typhoon that destroys cities and lands is easy.

Godslayer is a natural disaster, this has been unquestionable from the very beginning, no matter how delicate, how graceful, and how incomparable this girl named Luo Cuilian is, her power must not be underestimated.

After all, compared to Vauban, this woman is more terrifying in a duel, and even among the godslayers, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is invincible.

Moreover, no matter how delicate it looks, it is just an appearance. Luo Haoluo Cuilian is a warrior who was active more than 200 years ago.

With the martial arts enough to kill the gods, she became a godslayer and became even stronger. Even if she was a nearly invincible existence before, now, except for guys like the King of the End, even if she is called The strongest doesn't matter.

At this moment, it was this young girl who seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old who was playing the piano leisurely.

The extremely crisp sound of the piano reverberated, and the thick aura made the sound of the piano spread throughout the entire mountain.

If you ignore the already messy mountain peaks and the countless fleeing animals, maybe it would be more wonderful.

However, this is true. No matter how much one cultivates oneself, no matter how much one emphasizes one's virtues, the nature of wanton behavior as a godslayer is far from being covered up.

"It's really interesting. Is it the power of the fire realm? Purgatory, no, it's karmic fire."

The girl's light cherry-colored transparent thin lips were slightly parted, and there was a hint of surprise in her words.

"Such recklessness is worthy of being a so-called godslayer."

Following those whispered words, the white and slender onion fingers brushed against the strings again.

This time, it was the crisp sound of the piano, which contained incomparable spell power.

The curse power belonging to the godslayer roared, and then swept across the entire Lushan Mountain.

Countless martial artists or alchemists of the Five Hells Sacred Cult looked at the mountain top with fear and apprehension.

That was the place where the woman named Luo Hao belonged to the God Slayer, the Demon King, the strongest warrior and the undefeated alchemist.

"Martial arts king, what is the martial arts king going to do?"