Spell: The Strongest Tyrant

"What would you choose? Zen monasteries are really rare."

Luo Cheng watched from afar.

The first-level curse spirit was nothing to him, he could get rid of it by raising his hand.

But for the two sisters, who had half of their talents taken away and could only be level-2 magicians in their lifetime, This is a dead end.

Zenyuan really wants to live. There is only one way to kill his twin sister.

In just a moment, after one of the two sisters dies, their talents will be completed, and their combat power will be completed. There will be leaps and bounds of progress.

A perfect heaven and tyrant.

Or a spellcaster without flaws.

The bones are flying in the sky, and the curse spirit is moving forward. This is a desperate scene. The direction it grabs is forward. , is really rare in Zenyuan.

She is very strong and has extremely strong fighting ability. She is not a complete tyrant of heaven and earth, but she can reach the level of a second-level magician. This is not easy and she has surpassed many people.

But this person in front of her The Head Curse Spirit is a real first-level player. She is invincible in her peak form, let alone at this moment.

"Click!"

The one who was one step ahead of others was the break of the curse tool. It was broken by the big bone hand, as if it was wailing.

How could this happen?

Chanyuan Zhenyi still didn't come back to his senses. He couldn't figure out that the curse tool given to him by the principal would pull a bird one by one. The super curse spirit appeared.

She looked at her sister's figure, blocking her in front of her, and her thoughts returned to the past. Under the light of dusk, her sister held her hand and walked forward.

She didn't even listen to her own explanation, just instinctive stand in front of him

"What a rare senior!"

"Zhenyi!"

Ningqi Yeqiangwei and Nisigong Tao in the distance also saw it and rushed over.

Their speed was not slow, and the distant water could not save the nearby fire.

The white bones' big hands glowed, shrouding the Zen Yuan Zhenxi, and wanted to tear her into pieces..

This is too fast.

Although I am used to seeing Gojo Satoru killing first-level cursed spirits like pigs, Gojo Satoru is Gojo Satoru, not them.

"Damn it, is this the height I will never reach in this life?....."Chanyuan Zhenxi looked at the roaring white bones and was unwilling to give in."I'm taking advantage of you, idiot Zhenyi." The curse spirit's offensive had already reached her. She knew that as long as she persisted for a while, the teachers from the high school would be able to support her.

But it was late, and she was unable to resist.

The moment before she died, she was not thinking of her family, but her classmates in high school, her teachers, and of course the idiot sister who had just scolded her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly wanted to look back and see the expression on her sister who had been timid since she was a child and was so scared that she couldn't walk when she saw the cursed spirit.

But just when she turned around, her eyes immediately turned red.

She saw a flash of bright red flashing before her eyes. The sister who had been timid since she was a child and didn't want to be a magician. She only entered the Kyoto Magic College because of her. She suddenly appeared in front of her and stood in front of him. This fatal blow

"puff!"

The big hand of white bones moved forward with its five sharp claws, tearing Zenyuan Zhenyi into two halves, and a terrible amount of blood spattered out.

"Zhenyi!"

In the distance, Xi Gongtao let out a shrill roar, shaking the entire dense forest. I couldn't believe the scene before me.

"Zhenyi!"

A moment of loss, a cry of extreme grief.

Zenyuan Zhenyi died, and at the moment she breathed her last, the twins' talents merged into one again.

Zenyuan Zhenyi's thin hair was dancing wildly, and her eyes were red, and she rushed forward to kill regardless of the consequences..Boom!

For this reason, she resisted the blow of the curse spirit, and the big bones slapped her body, making her stagger.

"puff!"

The Chanyuan is really thin. Even though he coughed up blood and even though his body was trembling from the beating, he still kept moving forward and tore off one of the arms of the curse spirit.

A large amount of blood rose into the sky. The terrifying scene shocked the nail not far away. Qinoqiangwei two people

"Die!"Zhenyuan Zhenxi kept yelling, and even wanted to tear the cursed spirit apart. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!) At this moment, what she saw was not the cursed spirit, but the scenery of the Chanyuan home..

Those were her childhood memories, and her sister was always present in the fragments.

Only then did she recall that they had been so inseparable.

She shouldn't have doubted her, not from the beginning.

But everything It was too late, she couldn't even hear her sister's last words, and they were separated forever.

"Ah~"

She went crazy, waving her fists one after another, and hitting the cursed spirit in front of her one after another.

However, she is the tyrant of heaven and tyrants, the complete tyrant of heaven and tyrants. The only trace of curse power left in her body has followed her sister. The death was taken away.

The mortal body cannot kill the cursed spirit.

There is really nothing you can do about it. You have to keep it well. This is the last thing I leave you, sister.

In a trance, Zenyuan Zhenxi seemed to hear What, she stretched out her hand and grabbed it, and a spell tool that looked like the Tianyu Sword was caught in her hand.

"Tian Yujian?"Luo Cheng looked at the knife and showed a surprised expression for the first time.

"It's not the fierce weapon in your hand, it's the magic tool that the little girl used all the magic power to construct before she died. Probably because you were so famous, she used her own life to build a similar sword."Anubis was silent.

I finally understood why Chanyuan Zhenyi's soul dissipated so quickly and barely stayed in the world for a second. It wasn't that the curse spirit was too powerful, but that she gave up saying goodbye to the world. Opportunity, use all your own to construct a spell tool.

The sister's last voice before her death made Chanyuan even more crazy. She stretched out her hand to grab something, but everything went away, leaving no trace.

The cool wind and the silent blood made everything look particularly desolate.

She roared like a wounded beast, her hairband tied with a ponytail fell down, her long hair danced, her eyes were scarlet, and there was a feeling of sadness and indignation. gushing out, bursting out

"~Poof!"

She slashed forward mercilessly, using the knife her sister had constructed before she died, to chop the cursed spirit in front of her into bloody pieces one by one.

"Chanyuan Fan, you are here to accept your fate!"

Sad emotions overwhelmed her brain at this moment.

After Chanyuan Zhenxi killed the curse spirit, she did not stop and rushed (Wang Zhao's) to the control room of the curse high school.

She wanted to kill the initiator of everything, that is, her own My father was cut into pieces

"What a rare senior!"

Ding Qi Ye Qianwei chased with all her strength, but found that the Zen Temple was getting farther and farther away from her.

"Why......Will it be so soon?"

Zhenyuan Zhenxi's physical body is amazing. This is something she has known for a long time, but it is not as fast as it appears at this moment.

This is because, as time goes by, the heaven and the curse that belong to her are moving at extremely fast speeds. The speed merged with her.

Although she is not an innate tyrant like Luo Cheng and Fuhei Shi'er, Zenyuan Zhenqi has never given up on polishing herself over the years. The moment her talent returned, her combat power also Improving at an unimaginable speed

"Luo Cheng, do we want to go there?"

"Go over and have a look"

"But there are all magicians everywhere"

"so what."

Luo Cheng chased after him.