Star God Ruler of the Moon

What's even worse is that China, which faces Japan across the sea, not only has its own king, but also a veteran god killer who has killed gods for more than 200 years.

This is also why the Japanese side was so eager to get in touch with the seventh godslayer after knowing that the new king had defeated the Marquis of Vauban head-on.

"But how does Ena feel that even if this matter is done this time, the current situation will not change substantially?"

Seishuin Ena, who put down the phone, sat on the sofa in the hotel and muttered, feeling that his side seemed to have mistaken something crucial from the very beginning.

For example, the new godslayer was not Japanese at all.

And just as the western world ushered in the night, the sun in the eastern world has just risen.

China, Mount Lu.

A figure of a young man in a black and white Taoist robe stepped into the jungle from the foot of the mountain. Exercising exquisite lightness kung fu, he stepped on the treetops along the way and rushed into the deep mountain without hindrance.

In the early morning, the air in Lushan Mountain is fresh and humid, the early birds are chirping, and the thin white mist is shrouded in the woods like a fairyland.

The young man in Taoist robes has no interest in the natural beauty along the way, and he doesn't even want to step into this Lushan Mountain if it's not because the matter is too important.

After tossing and turning all the way, the young man in Taoist robe heard the huge sound of 'squeaking' water, and saw a delicate thatched cottage standing in the mountains and forests in the distance.

The original expressionless face of the Taoist robed boy changed to a respectful and serious expression, and he flew down from the treetops to the door of the thatched cottage, knelt down on both knees and paid homage with the highest standard of respect:

"Disciple Lu Yinghua pays homage to the holy leader who is both wise and brave, and has unparalleled martial arts. I wish master forever, to rule the world, and only master is undefeated at sunrise in the east!"

Accompanied by Lu Yinghua's sonorous and energetic voice, a graceful figure dressed in snow-white Hanfu descended from the sky and appeared in front of the thatched cottage.

Before Lu Yinghua could continue to speak, Luo Cuilian, who saw her disciple, kicked towards the opponent's body, while Lu Yinghua dodged the sharp kick as quickly as she was on the defensive.

But compared to Luo Cuilian, who had practiced martial arts for many years, Lu Yinghua, who was only 13 years old, was still too young even if he was a genius.

Looking at the disciple who fell into the palm print pit on the ground, Luo Cuilian showed some dissatisfaction on her face, she opened her mouth and reprimanded:

"Yinghua, your martial arts haven't made any progress recently, are you being hindered by mundane chores again?"

Facing Luo Cuilian's cold questioning, Lu Yinghua, who had been beaten all the year round, pulled himself out of the ground skillfully, and resumed the standard worship posture again, and replied:

"Returning to Master, Yinghua has indeed neglected his martial arts practice recently due to international affairs, and please punish him, Master."

Luo Cuilian lowered her head and noticed the facial expression on Lu Yinghua's face. After confirming that her apprentice was not lying, she waved her hands and said:

"Forget it, I will spare you this time, after all, there is a reason for the incident."

"Thank you, master. Yinghua will definitely train harder in the future, and will never let master down again."

Lu Yinghua hurriedly clasped his fists again and saluted, but how could Luo Cuilian let him go so easily.

"It's not easy to make up for the missed homework, let me teach you some lessons."

Lu Yinghua's body trembled violently when he heard the words, and he seemed to be in awe of his master's teachings. In fact, there was nothing wrong with his reaction, because Luo Cuilian's teaching methods were always very simple and rude, so if he didn't know how to do it, he would beat him up until he knew it.

Therefore, Lu Yinghua's own martial arts may not be considered the top in the world, but his ability to resist attacks is definitely top-notch.

Luo Cuilian did not see the bitterness on Lu Yinghua's face, nor did she feel that there was anything wrong with her education method.

A flash of reminiscence flashed in the eyes of the girl leader. The hem of the snow-white Hanfu turned upside down due to the force, and a sentence that Lu Yinghua had heard countless times sounded again.

"It's okay, I was trained under Master Huo Shan in the same way back then, otherwise how could I have such dazzling achievements now."

Chapter 230 The True Attributes of the Five Hells

Lu Yinghua saw that his master had entered the mode of remembering bitterness and thinking about sweetness, and he knew that if he didn't quickly find a way to divert Luo Cuilian's attention, he might not be able to escape today's lesson.

But for a martial idiot like Luo Cuilian, Lu Yinghua couldn't think of any earth-shattering events that would divert him from focusing on teaching his apprentice well.

"Could it be that I'm sure I'm going to take this sandbag today?"

Lu Yinghua thought pitifully in his heart. Although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he tried his best to put on a grateful look.

Although Luo Cuilian's way of teaching his disciples was a bit violent, Lu Yinghua couldn't deny that the master really wanted to teach him, and indeed trained him into a generation of top martial arts masters.

At only 13 years old, Lu Ying Huaguang's boxing skills have already caught up with the famous seniors who have been immersed in this way for many years. His own superb talent is of course not insignificant, but without Luo Cuilian's personal teaching, he would not have achieved what he is today. In today's realm, I'm afraid you have to wait until you are an adult.

Back then, Luo Cuilian, the leader of the Five Prisons Sacred Sect, used the power of the martial arts lord captured by Huashan Lunjian to succeed in killing gods in one fell swoop. Since then, he has commanded all the heroes in the world under the name of "King of Wuxia". There are nearly half of the martial arts and alchemists in the entire martial arts Voluntarily commit to the Holy Faith to be driven by it.

As a native of the martial arts world, Lu Yinghua grew up listening to this story. Even if he was not lucky enough to witness the grand occasion like his family predecessors, he was still able to imagine his master's elegant demeanor.

For the Chinese martial arts, Luo Cuilian's existence is not only a leader and the strongest, but also an existence like faith and spiritual sustenance.

After all, the object of worship of the Five Hells is the leader Luo Cuilian, and the leader's mentor Huo Shan who has never appeared before.

The canon of the Five Hells Sacred Religion is complex and strict, but after peeling it off, it is nothing more than a sentence.

Those who betrayed the lovely leader, die.

From Lu Yinghua's perspective of modern people, the senior who proposed to form the Five Hell Sacred Church was definitely a great talent.

Because he perfectly packaged a woman like Luo Cuilian who descended from the world like a fairy into the idol of the entire martial arts world, and successfully developed a large sect based on the idol.

Although this idol neither sings nor dances, people in the martial arts back then didn't like it.

What everyone pursues is the improvement of martial arts, and the master still gives lectures on martial arts at a fixed time every year to answer the inner doubts of the congregants.

In addition, compared to the godslayers in other countries who have nothing to do and like to make troubles, Luo Cuilian will stay within the range of Mount Lu for the rest of the time, except that when a god who does not obey appears in the territory, she will go out of the mountain and suppress it as quickly as possible. The house girl has never given people too much trouble.

With such a tragic contrast, the respect and love of the Chinese martial arts for their leader is like a surging river, and various ways of expressing respect have emerged.

For example, Lu Yinghua's shameful remarks when meeting the leader before, this was not something Luo Cuilian came up with, but a spontaneous etiquette created by the followers.

Luo Cuilian also felt too ashamed at the beginning, but after seeing the sincere eyes of the congregants, she felt uncomfortable, so she kept this etiquette.

As for a master with such a status in the martial arts, Lu Yinghua believed that even if he was beaten half disabled today, the old man of the Lu family would not complain.

This was not because of the prestige of the godslayer, who dared not complain, but because old master Lu would never be dissatisfied with Luo Cuilian because of this, and would even personally give his grandson an after-school tutoring session before beating him up.

Luo Cuilian's prestige in the Chinese territory is probably just that.

After recalling, Lu Yinghua quietly glanced at Luo Cuilian, realizing that her master hadn't woken up from the memory, and once again realized how Luo Cuilian missed the past.

Sometimes Lu Yinghua really doubts whether her master is shaking M. After all, according to the education method she said of "beating to death, beat to death", it is really impossible for ordinary people to miss it .

But it's good to think about this kind of death in your heart. Lu Yinghua, who has a strong desire to survive, will never reveal his idea of ​​arranging the master.

Otherwise, even if Luo Cuilian was magnanimous and didn't beat herself to death, she would be hung up by a cane and whipped to death by her grandfather, who had long been a fan of the leader, when she returned home.

Shaking his head and throwing all the extra thoughts out of his mind, Lu Yinghua straightened his expression, and before Luo Cuilian started teaching him, Zhang Kouhui reported:

"Master, Yinghua came here this time because he has something important to report."

"Yesterday, in the city of Rome in the Western Regions, the God of Disobedience descended. Both the King of Swords and the Marquis of Vauban attended to fight against him, but the final winner was the seventh mysterious Godslayer who was newly promoted some time ago."

Luo Cuilian became slightly interested when she heard the words, turned her head to look at Lu Yinghua who was still kneeling on the ground, and beckoned him to stand up, asking:

"Woban's old thief is at a disadvantage again? Such things are rare, even this seat can only force him. What exactly happened?"

Lu Yinghua stood up and walked behind Luo Cuilian in the forest, and reported all the news from abroad to Luo Cuilian.

"It is said that the news came from several underage great knights, saying that the newly promoted seventh king broke some of Vauban's powers with just a black sword in his hand, and finally forced Vauban to give up. The God of Disobedience retreats."

After listening to Lu Yinghua's storytelling-like description, Luo Cuilian only felt a pause in her heart, and a feeling of déjà vu emerged from the bottom of her heart.

"Great black sword? Do you know the specific style? Do you have a portrait of the Seventh King?"

Luo Cuilian's footsteps suddenly stopped, and her tone of voice became more serious, causing Lu Yinghua to reply even though she didn't know the reason.

"Back to Master, this is only the first news from outside. If you are interested, then I will order you to go down and investigate with all your strength."

When Lu Yinghua said this, hope emerged in his heart, the hope that he would not be beaten as a sandbag.

As long as the master nodded and agreed to his proposal, he could go down the mountain and escape here at the fastest speed.

"It's hard to say whether it's the person I'm looking for, but he must be somewhere in this world, but this can be regarded as a clue."

As Luo Cuilian spoke, she raised her head and looked at the pale sky, remembering that evening bell that seemed to shake the whole world a few months ago.

Perhaps others may find it inexplicable, but to Luo Cuilian, it sounds extremely familiar. Isn't that just the necessary prelude for senior Huo Shan to open his university.

Lu Yinghua watched the master enter the memory mode again, and quietly retreated down the mountain from the side, and then conveyed the instructions he received from the leader to the entire Holy Cult of the Five Hells.

The Sacred Cult of the Five Hells, which is actually a support group for Luo Cuilian's fans, started its own operations, collecting and inquiring about the existence and existence of the seventh Godslayer through various channels.

But at this very moment, the man on the mountain who was still meditating and resting in a high-end hotel in Rome didn't know that he had been targeted by one of the biggest forces in the world.

But with the nature of the old man on the mountain, he probably wouldn't care even if he knew about it. Anyway, if he really wanted to hide his tracks, he would be ignored even if he stood in front of others openly.

Chapter 230 The First Emperor and the King of Heroes

"Azrael, Gabriel, Zeus, Mekar, and Veleslana, these are the disobedients I have buried."

"And the corresponding or related magic has been freed from the shackles because of its power, and super-level magic has even gained a power that can rival the power of a god. Even if it is used as a treasure, there is nothing wrong with it."

Facing the rising sun coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the old man of the mountain, who had finished his meditation, was sorting out the power he had recently acquired, and analyzing the effect power in order to combine the most efficient combat application skills.

"'Apocalypse's Plague of Locusts' is undoubtedly a strategic level of world-destroying magic, and 'Star Lock Lianyun Lightning' can make good achievements in single-handed and group attacks..."

"In general, the harvest during this period is just icing on the cake for me, and it is better than nothing."

After going through all the terrifying powers at hand, the old man of the mountain came to the same conclusion as before, and he was not overjoyed by the increase in his magical power.

There must be some joy, but the old man of the mountain is very clear about the original strength that has supported him to walk so far, and also understands the truth of "you can't chew too much".

"It's just some fancy skills. Apart from being gorgeous, how can it be used as a direct assassination? That's all."

While muttering, the old man of the mountain dissipated the mobilized majestic magic power silently, got up from the chair and began to take care of his appearance.

"Where should I go for a stroll today? I've already visited the Colosseum, maybe I should leave the country and look elsewhere."

"Although traveling alone is a bit lonely, it is better than being free and unrestrained."

Quickly packed up the few luggage, the old man of the mountain looked at the clear blue sky outside the window, and his thoughts drifted to the Moon Community for some reason.

"I don't know what's going on with the community. I don't think I need to worry too much about it. The struggle should be left to the young people."

Although the man of the mountain has good ideas, the Xingyue community far away in Hakoniwa is facing an upcoming war.

The meeting room of the Moon Community.

All the heroic spirits who were urgently summoned sat in their respective seats and whispered to each other, the voices rising and falling were as chaotic as a vegetable market.

Due to the usual unfettered laziness, the heroic spirits now appear to be very disorganized and undisciplined, without the slightest serious atmosphere that should be in a normal meeting.

Gilgamesh, who was standing on the podium, saw that the scene could not be quiet, and immediately picked up the golden ax in his hand and chopped it on the table in front of him, making a loud bang.

"Hey, miscellaneous cultivators! Playing around should be enough, there is no time for you to waste even a second!!"

Accompanied by Gilgamesh's scolding sound, extremely terrifying magic power and aura bloomed from the King of Heroes, and golden space ripples loomed behind him, the threat was self-evident.

The originally noisy meeting room fell silent for a moment. Facing Gilgamesh who was faintly angry, the less powerful spirits shrank back silently, not daring to make any more mistakes.

But among the Heroic Spirits present, there were also some guys who were not afraid of the King of Heroes, and out of instinct, they wanted to jump out and confront Gilgamesh.

But before these heroic spirits could make a move, a long sword made of mercury appeared in the throats of those who were ready to move, forcing them to sit obediently on their seats.

The sharp mercury sword is condensed with frightening magic power, and the icy cold feeling on the skin is so clear that no one will doubt its due lethality at all.

A gentle and jade-like voice sounded in the conference room. The meaning of his words seemed to be a peacemaker, but it also contained an irreversible overbearing meaning.

"Everyone should support the work of the King of Heroes first, otherwise the widow, who is the leader of the community for the time being, will not be able to sit idly by."

Everyone followed the voice and looked at Ying Zheng, who was sitting at the head of the conference table. The first emperor in black dragon robe swept all the people present with a compelling gaze.

His black eyes are as deep as an ancient cold pool, and anyone who meets his eyes can feel a clear chill, and the trembling mercury sword also shows that he is not joking.

Despite his amiable appearance, compared to the virtuous king Gilgamesh who was about to show off, the First Emperor Yingzheng directly chose to suppress it.

Faced with the double oppression of Ying Zheng and Gilgamesh, the heroic spirits present finally realized the situation and became completely honest, because even if all of them were tied together, they might not be enough for these two to control.

Gilgamesh in the state of the virtuous king drives the "Star of Omniscience and Almighty", and also has the endless treasures in the "Treasure of the King". In terms of strength, he is undoubtedly the existence of the third level.

As for the new First Emperor Yingzheng, for some reason, he has two different heroic spirit states.

Even in terms of Noble Phantasms, there are many repetitions. Although the number is not as large as that of the King of Heroes, the quality is not bad at all.

After being corrected and strengthened by the Hakoniwa system, Yingzheng's heroic spirit status has been superimposed, and his own personality has broken through the threshold of the third level, and his strength is unfathomable.

In the face of such two kings, only the existence of the same third level can compete, and the rest of the guys who are overwhelmed can only be bombarded and thrown back to the Seat of Heroes to count the seconds.