I'm not a theatre god

A huge boulder roared out from under the sky!

Wang Jincheng was half-kneeling on the boulder, looking down at the city at his feet. He saw a white shadow rushing through the city, crushing all the buildings in its path into pieces unstoppably!

Whenever it tramples over a building, a large number of residents are always trampled into bloody mud. In just a few seconds, nearly a hundred people have died suddenly under it...

Ranran dust smoke was flying in the ruins, and at this moment Wang Jincheng finally saw what the thing looked like.

It was a two-story rhinoceros with no trace of flesh and blood on its body. It was only composed of white bones. From a distance, it looked like a moving heavy armored tank. It smashed into several buildings one after another without leaving any trace on its surface. A hint of scar.

It crashed wildly and wantonly into the main city of Red Dust. Everywhere it went was flat ground, as if this place was not a forest made of reinforced concrete, but an endless wilderness.

"Fifth level... no, this should be the sixth level. Wang Jincheng's face is extremely ugly.

"The intersection of the gray world has just begun, and a sixth-level disaster has broken in?"

Boom--boom--boom! !

At the same time, several explosions were heard from other parts of the block. Thick smoke billowed from the ruins to the sky. It seemed that more and more skeletal monsters were rushing in from another world!

"Jiangtian Sect...where are these beasts hiding?"

Wang Jincheng gritted his teeth. He naturally guessed what was going on. The sheep on the grassland suddenly moved neatly in one direction, probably because of the inducement of the shepherd dogs... Jiangtian Sect is the one behind these disasters. "Sheepdog".

This also shows that not all Jiangtian believers in the world of mortals have performed suicide rituals, and perhaps some are hiding in some unknown corner and secretly controlling everything.

Although Wang Jincheng desperately wanted to find the Jiangtian Sect members, he could not allow this group of disasters to wreak havoc in the city at this moment. According to the current rate of casualties, there would probably be no survivors in these blocks within a few hours.

Wang Jincheng grabbed his hand in the air, and the building debris smashed by the skeletal rhinoceros seemed to be directed into the sky by some kind of guidance. It quickly intertwined into a huge "plow" above him and flew towards the skeletal rhinoceros!

The giant plow cut through the air, making a sharp explosion, and the huge shadow suddenly fell from the sky. After dragging several ferocious ravines on the ground, it collided head-on with the skeletal rhinoceros!

boom--! !

Under the terrifying impact, the giant plow seemed to have been hit by a heavy armored bullet, and it shattered inch by inch. The skeleton rhinoceros also gradually slowed down. It stopped and shook its pale head, looking back to the sky with empty eyes. Wang Jincheng.

Its thick skeletal soles stamped on the ground, and spiderweb-like cracks began to spread crazily. Terrifying power gathered in its body. A road intertwined by the wind gathered in front of it, and the tip of the pen extended toward the sky...

Wang Jincheng felt a chill on his back, and the chill of being targeted by a wild beast instantly enveloped his heart.

But he did not flinch. Instead, with a cold snort, he pulled up a dozen building-high boulders from the ground with his hands, and surrounded the Western Zhou Dynasty majestically. The huge sense of oppression was no less than that of the skeletal rhinoceros that was about to attack.

Boom! Boom! Boom! !

The pale skeletal rhinoceros was slightly arched, and its huge body lay on the ground in a very low posture. After a short freeze, it suddenly rushed out like an arrow from a string, and the heavy skeletal armor crashed through the air and created a sonic boom!

The air flow was squeezing wildly around the rhinoceros. It passed a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and all the buildings on the road were turned into debris in an instant. Then it flew into the void and hit Wang Jincheng at a speed no less than that of a falling meteor!

Wang Jincheng's muscles all over his body were tense, and he was about to control the boulders around him to make some movements, when a strange and sinister smile suddenly came from not far away.

Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure wearing a strange red robe standing in the strong wind on the top of a bell tower. The red robe was fluttering like clouds.

It was a man with thick hair. His chest hair covered his chest like armor. His savage-like hair was messy and flying in the wind. His dark yellow nails were five or six centimeters long... He stared at Wang Jincheng and followed. His mouth was open, like the ferocious fangs of a wild beast exposed to the air. He was laughing at Wang Jincheng. He opened and closed his mouth to say something, but what came out was a primitive voice like an ape's cry, as if he had lost his language. ability.

Seeing this figure, Wang Jincheng's pupils suddenly shrank!

"Bishop level?!!"

The next moment, Wang Jincheng suddenly felt that his path began to shake, as if an invisible aura was interfering with his spirit. The huge rock peaks that were originally hovering majestically began to collide with each other, as if they were out of control!

Oops!

This brief disturbance made Wang Jincheng's heart sink to the bottom. He turned around suddenly, and a hurricane hit his face. Then an unstoppable giant shadow of bones smashed all the boulders in front of him, and it magnified rapidly in his eyes!

Boom——! ! !

Wang Jincheng felt his eyes blurred. The bones in his body were as fragile and broken as cotton wool. He was knocked down from the air lightly and fell into the city helplessly in the sighing wind.

"Whoop whoop whoop! Whoop whoosh whoop whoop!!!"

Seeing Wang Jincheng being knocked down by a blow, the Bishop of Jiangtian Church opened his mouth in the strong wind and laughed wantonly. Sometimes he couldn't help but punch his chest with both fists, making a whining sound.

Click! !

A streak of black thunder passed across the sky, interrupting the bishop's wild laughter.

His expression suddenly froze, and he turned to look in the direction where Wang Jincheng fell, his face gradually darkening.

I saw a figure in white with an eight-foot ink pen on his back, steadily catching Wang Jincheng in mid-air, and slowly placing him on the roadside street. A pair of sharp eyes instantly locked on the skeletal rhinoceros in mid-air, and the clock tower. Roman Catholicism.

[Floating Painting] The third hall, Lu Liangren.

The bloody Wang Jincheng finally felt relieved when he saw the eight-foot ink pen... The appearance of Lu Liangren here shows that the ten halls of Fu Sheng Hui have intervened in the battlefield.

Lu Liangren grabbed the eight-foot ink pen behind his back with one hand and swung it out with all his strength, like a general holding a Fangtian halberd. He walked forward step by step, with a murderous intent raging around him. The street scenes on both sides were full of At this moment, you are soaked in black and white ink!

"Jiangtian Sect... do you really think that there is no one left in this mortal world?"

As he approached, the Catholic priest on the bell tower unconsciously took half a step back. After shouting twice, he turned around and ran downstairs in the distance.

At the same time, the skeletal rhinoceros in mid-air blew out gusts of wind from the tip of its empty nose, stamped twice on the void with its feet, and roared towards Lu Liangren! !