I'm not a theatre god

The Jiangtian Sect has successfully attracted the attention of "Destruction", and the effect is surprisingly good. The only flaw is...

The "Destruction" they attracted was not what they expected.

"who is he???"

Yang Muquan frowned tightly when he saw the drooling red man standing above the shadow centipede.

The time, place, and way this person appeared were all too weird... Coupled with the blood-stained opera robe, broken head, weird mask, and the drool dripping from the corner of his mouth...

He alone looks even more evil than the entire Jiangtian Sect put together!

"It smells so good..."

Under the mask, Chen Ling murmured to herself.

If the aroma Chen Ling smelled when he was underground before made his heartstrings twitch, now the aroma concentration on the surface is nearly a hundred times that of the underground. Just the smell entering his nose makes it difficult for him to control himself!

The last time something similar happened to Chen Ling, it was the "roast chicken feast" in the Aurora Realm, but this time it was even more exaggerated. If someone took off his mask, you could see that his eyes began to glow with a strange red light. .

A pair of scarlet eyes opened in the void behind him. They looked down at the surging sea of ​​blood below and the red smoke rising in the sea of ​​blood. The most primitive sense of longing surged into Chen Ling's heart!

He opened his mouth subconsciously, and violent suction rolled out of it. The burning "bonfire" was pulled and poured into his mouth quickly!

An indescribable feeling of fullness surged into his "heart", as if trying to fill his empty chest.

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The red star breath contained in the blood of dozens of Jiangtian believers and two cardinals was uncontrollably swallowed by Chen Ling at this moment, just like the star-absorbing technique in martial arts, a vortex of red smoke visible to the naked eye, Haunting over Chen Ling's head!

At this moment, the shadow centipede was lying on the ground, feeling Chen Ling's saliva dripping on its head, and its body was trembling unconsciously... It seemed that it was afraid that this person, who had a "big appetite", would give it a bite on its head. .

Its cubs emerged from the ground one by one, chanting this name in a low voice with it, trying to awaken a trace of "the king's kindness":

"The scarlet master who mocks the abyss...the formless king who mocks fate..."

"Whoop whoop whoop?!!!"

The cardinal was dumbfounded. He watched them finally sacrifice themselves and the bait they prepared to use to summon the disaster was devoured by Chen Ling, but he couldn't feel the slightest anger in his heart.

He stared blankly at the figure swallowing the red star's aura and the familiar name lingering in his ears, and subconsciously took half a step back...

He knew what that red coat was.

The cardinal's face began to turn pale. He backed away continuously, as if he was about to turn around and run away. A red shadow suddenly passed through the air and landed in front of him very lightly...

The opera robe was fluttering, the black mask was slowly raised, and a trembling voice, as if suppressing itself, sounded:

"Can you...let me have a bite?"

Cardinal:! ! !

The cardinal turned around and ran away without hesitation, but the next moment, the big red opera robe flew up from nothingness, without being affected by the divine way at all, and landed on top of his head in a flash!

The ancient secret method of opera, [Cloud Step]!

The cardinal saw a shadow swinging across the sky, and a heavy object slammed on his head. The black mask shattered upon impact, and his white teeth bit into his forehead!

"Wow——!!" the cardinal screamed, grabbed the thing above his head with both hands, and threw it forward with all his strength!

The figure in the red opera robe flew backwards for more than ten meters, and crashed into the group of believers who were weak due to blood loss. It rolled several times before stopping... The cardinal's power was still stronger than Chen Ling's today. Quite a few, but that doesn't give the Cardinal the slightest sense of security.

Sometimes, strength isn't everything.

Chen Ling, who was thrown into the crowd, stood up unsteadily from the sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, the mask on his face has been shattered, revealing his true face full of blood. Under the gaze of countless scarlet pupils, a large amount of red smoke is getting into the corners of Chen Ling's mouth, and the redness in his eyes is getting brighter.

The moment he saw his face, Wang Jincheng, who was standing in the distance like a sculpture, trembled!

"This...how is this possible???"

"It smells so good..."

Chen Ling's nose sniffed westward and found that the aroma came from the flowing and fused blood of these believers. He couldn't help but lick his lips. He picked it up with his fingertips and a boning knife fell from his sleeve into his palm. .

Whoosh——!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Chen Ling cut open the neck of the nearest Jiangtian cultist with a knife, and dripping blood rushed out like a fountain.

However, the Red Star aura contained in the blood of these ordinary believers is actually extremely thin. Only when everyone's blood is mixed together can the concentration be enough to make Chen Ling feel happy. He killed a Jiangtian believer and felt that it was not enough, so he slashed five more people with his backhand. head!

A total of six heads fell to the ground one after another. Under the violent surge of blood, the red smoke in the air was just a little thicker, entering the corner of Chen Ling's mouth...

There was a look of intoxication on his face and in the scarlet eyes behind him.

"Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh!!!"

The cardinal roared, seemingly telling these Jiangtian believers to run away, but these Jiangtian believers kneeling on the ground had already lost too much blood, and even after hearing this sound, their movements were extremely slow. .

They staggered up from the ground, looked back and saw the red opera robes who were killing people in a group of red clothes. There was panic on their faces, and they staggered and wanted to run away!

"Don't go...you guys..."

Their speed is not very fast, but Chen Ling, who is stepping on the [Cloud Step], is incredibly fast!

Chen Ling walked among the Jiangtian believers like a ghost. Every time a cold light flashed out, the head of a Jiangtian believer would roll down. These Jiangtian believers who had lost too much blood looked like a group of people in front of Chen Ling. Lamb to the slaughter.

This is a one-sided massacre!

The believers just now were like straw in the wind, falling piece by piece in a pool of blood;

Their blood is gathering rapidly, and the concentration of Red Star's aura is also soaring!

Chen Ling, who was devouring these breaths crazily, felt more and more comfortable with the feeling of fullness, and her mental power was increasing rapidly, as if she was completely intoxicated in this feast.

At this moment, no one in the blood sea chanted the name of "Supreme Jiangtian Savior", only numerous shadow centipede cubs were left, crawling on the ground respectfully.

Under the sky, only one name is echoing, like a devil:

"The scarlet master who mocks the abyss...the shapeless king who mocks fate...the scarlet master who mocks the abyss...the shapeless king who mocks fate...the king who mocks the abyss..."

A large piece of red clothes fell in a pool of blood, like withered flower petals blown away by the strong wind, causing ripples;

A theatrical robe bloomed among the withered flowers. As she swallowed a large amount of red star breath, something seemed to be crawling under Chen Ling's skin, and her whole body swelled up visibly to the naked eye!