I'm not a theatre god

boom--! !

Jian Changsheng only felt a wave of shadow shrouding him, and he avoided it without hesitation. The next moment, the foot of a giant construction beast crashed down, creating a huge crater dozens of meters wide where he was originally.

Before he could be thankful that he had avoided the attack, hundreds of scarlet notes were entangled from all directions like snakes. These notes seemed to have seen through the ability mechanism of [Drip Blood Tuo], completely predicting Jian Changsheng's ability. All positions should be taken to completely block their retreat one step in advance.

Jian Changsheng's pupils suddenly shrank!

Scarlet strips of paper quickly climbed up his body, binding him as if he were being executed. Jian Chang desperately clutched the dagger in his hand, trying his best to stab his throat with the blade, because Only by piercing the aorta and causing a large amount of blood to splash could he have a glimmer of hope of escaping.

However, just as he was about to raise his arm, those strips of paper easily locked all his limbs. A strip of paper was wrapped around the surface of the dagger, easily reducing it to a painting stroke on the paper. Even if Jian Changsheng continued to No matter how hard you grab it, you can't take it out again.

Jian Changsheng felt his body gradually losing control, and despair could not be concealed in his eyes.

Less than ten seconds had passed since he started to escape until he was caught. Under the gaze of those sixth-level eyes, everything about him seemed to be seen through. He was like a turtle in a urn, trying his best to escape. Can escape...

"Damn... I'm really unlucky."

Jian Changsheng has been completely numb. His life has been extremely unlucky since the beginning of Bingdao Guzang... He was about to complete the trial and become a genius, but he was killed on the spot by Chen Ling who suddenly appeared. ; He managed to survive inexplicably, but when he crossed the frozen sea, he fainted from exhaustion, and when he woke up, he was searched for evidence by his soul. When he lived in the kennel and felt that nothing could be worse, he was captured again. He broke into the Stars Chamber of Commerce and was once again in dire straits...

God seemed to be playing a joke on him, giving him hope of living every time in the most desperate situation, and then driving him into the hell of despair again when he had the idea that everything would get better.

Just like now, Jian Changsheng couldn't figure out why the god-like disaster focused on a second-level ant like him? ?

A large amount of red paper intertwined with each other, turning into a scarlet palm that destroyed the world and fell from the sky. Compared with the size of this palm, Jian Changsheng was like a tiny ant. He watched the squirming palm with his own eyes. His eyes zoomed in rapidly, and the strong wind almost suffocated him!

boom--! ! !

A scarlet palm hit Jian Changsheng's body, knocking him into the ground from mid-air. With a thunderous roar, the palm was deeply embedded in the ground of the manor, and ravine-like cracks spread crazily!

Air waves visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, and under the flying dust, a crater with a diameter of 100 meters slowly appeared!

Above the surging paper cloud, the red sun-like pupils stared at the dusty manor. As if they had noticed something, their pupils shrank slightly...

The next moment, a cold and deep voice resounded through the sky!

"--disaster!!!"

Click——! !

A dark red thunderbolt was like a spear, penetrating down from the sky, instantly tearing a gap in the surging red clouds, and accurately falling into the crater created by the giant scarlet hand!

At this moment, the sky and the manor were reflected in blood, as if they had returned to a murderous ancient battlefield.

Thunder light wandered in the ruins, and countless electric arcs bitten each other like long snakes and scarlet strips of paper. In the deepest part of the crater, they condensed into a substantial pillar of murderous intent and suddenly rushed into the sky!

"The ancient murderous aura hidden in the Ancient Art of Soldiers?" When Chu Muyun saw this scene in the distance, shock appeared in his eyes again.

"How would it appear here……"

If the red paper monster that escaped from Chen Ling's body was still within Chu Muyun's expectation, then the sudden appearance of the ancient murderous aura was completely beyond his understanding... Could it be someone buried in the Bingshen Dao? Has the ancient existence reappeared in the world?

In the battlefield of lightning and red paper, a figure covered in blood slowly walked out of the dust...

Jian Changsheng slowly raised his head, his eyes swallowed by darkness were as cold as if they came from the abyss of suicide;

With his appearance, murderous intent from ancient times swept out like a wave. A projection of the divine path leading to the endless void slowly extended under his steps. The battle of soldiers and the roar of fighting could be faintly heard from it. , as if it comes from a certain period of history that has been remembered by this world.

""Mocking" disaster, heaven and earth will punish each other. "

A low and hoarse voice came from his mouth, and it did not belong to Jian Changsheng. At this moment, he seemed to be a completely different person, with every move carrying a heart-stopping pressure.

He slowly raised his hand and held it towards the void above his head.

Click! !

Another bolt of thunder struck down, turning into a bloody spear and landing accurately in front of him.

Under the flying dust, his palm slowly pulled out the gun shaft from the cracked earth... The moment the gun tip left the earth, the arc of electricity jumped crazily on the gun body!

The next moment, his body shot up from the ground like a cannonball!

The ancient and fierce murderous aura is wrapped around it, like a killing spear from the Bingshen Dao, and the tip of the spear points to the huge eyes overlooking the world!

His actions angered the eyes above the red cloud. The turbulent clouds suddenly distorted, and thousands of tentacles intertwined with red paper fell from the sky, like countless red monsters rushing towards him overwhelmingly!

The black-eyed Jian Changsheng tightly grasped the barrel of the gun and plunged into the endless red sea like lightning!

Countless monsters roared and drowned him. After a brief pause, dark red lightning bloomed in the sea of ​​paper like a bloody lotus. The arc swept by the tip of the gun created a vacuum area in it, and all the papers in it collapsed inch by inch. Shattered and dissipated into nothingness!

After this blow, a gap with flashing lightning appeared in the red cloud, and the next moment it was filled with endless red paper, but no matter how the red paper surged, the figure with black eyes holding a spear in his hand always stood firm.

"It seems that the ancient existence is not in perfect condition."

Chu Muyun stood on the roof nearby, looking up at the battle in the clouds, thoughtfully.

"However, being able to fight against the semi-liberated [Destruction], the strength of that person in his heyday should not be simple... In a Chamber of Commerce of the Stars, these two ancient beings with mysterious origins appeared at the same time. Is it a coincidence, or... "