I'm not a theatre god

Chen Ling expanded, in a physical sense.

After killing dozens of people in a row, he had absorbed most of the red smoke floating in the air. His eyes seemed to be burning with a red sun, and his whole body was swollen than before.

Even so, Chen Ling still had no intention of stopping. A large amount of Red Star breath was still pouring into his body, and the cold light in his hand flashed continuously, harvesting the lives of the fleeing Jiangtian cultists.

far away.

Mei Hua, who witnessed all this, had a weird expression.

"This guy...is really a monster

"What? After watching him sing a few lines, do you think he is a normal person?" 9 of Hearts helplessly spread his hands, "Don't forget, that guy has a 'Destroyer' in his body... He is not normal, that's why he is normal

While the two were talking, two more figures quickly approached here, it was Jian Changsheng and Diamond 10.

"As expected, Jian Changsheng's eyes lit up when he saw the 9 of hearts here," said the 10 of diamonds. "This place is so lively, you two will definitely be able to come over and hang out... If we look here, we will definitely find you."

After Jian Changsheng finished speaking, he looked at the bloody wave not far away from the corner of his eye. When he saw the swelling and massacred red clothes, he was suddenly startled:

"Isn't that the 6 of hearts? We haven't seen him for a while. Why has he gained so much weight?"

"...That's not because he's getting fat, it's because he's about to burst." Mei Hua calmly explained, "Not everyone can bear the aura of Red Star. The average believer of Jiangtian Sect has already reached the limit of being able to withstand even a trace of aura. Even if there is only such a trace, it will be enough to shorten their lifespan and cause their bodies to regress to their original state... Those who can withstand a few more traces will be enough to become a bishop.

Although the 6 of Hearts carries a ‘Destroying World’, his body is only at the third level. He can swallow the Red Star Aura of so many people in one breath. It would be strange if he didn’t burst.

The 9 of Hearts pointed at Chen Ling, who was enjoying the meal, and blinked, "But looking at him, he's obviously very happy!"

"There is no conflict between the two. Maybe he was too immersed in it, so he didn't notice anything strange about his body?"

"Then are we going to help him?"

It was too late. Mei Hua shook her head, "Besides, look at his current state... He is just like a demon. Even if we go up, we may not be able to stop him."

"But I don't understand, why are these Jiangtian cultists running away? Didn't they actively plan to die and then summon [Xi] Disaster?" 9 of Hearts said in confusion, "Being killed by 6 of Hearts is also death, bleeding will flow. Death is death...Why are they so scared when they see the 6 of hearts?”

"This...I don't know either

Meihua thought thoughtfully, "Jiangtian Sect often deals with the gray world, and they know more about the [Mocking] Disaster... Maybe they know some secrets about the [Mocking] Disaster?"

…

puff--!

As the last few heads were thrown high, almost all the Jiangtian cultists around Chen Ling were wiped out.

This bloody and strange massacre was not without spectators. Whether it was members of the Twilight Society such as Meihua, or members of Fushenghua such as Yang Muquan, they all witnessed everything that happened... but no one came forward.

Needless to say, the members of the Dusk Society, even Yang Muquan, one of the nine halls of Fusheng Hui, stood cautiously at a distance at this moment. Although he didn't know who Chen Ling was, the other party was able to unilaterally suppress the Jiangtian cultists and swallow the red smoke. This was undoubtedly something that no one else could do.

Chen Ling slaughtered believers and destroyed rituals. In terms of purpose, it did not conflict with floating paintings... but his method and image were too weird. He didn't look like a good person. Yang Muquan didn't know what to do for a while. .

"Smells...it smells so good..."

The thick blood covered Chen Ling's soles. It was as if he was walking among real waves, with ripples appearing with every step he took...

Under the red opera robe, the round and swollen body was slowly sweeping across the Western Zhou Dynasty. After discovering that the ordinary Jiangtian believers had almost been driven out and killed, he walked towards the cardinal who was also bleeding in a strange manner.

The cardinal's face, which was still bleeding crazily from his wrists, suddenly changed. He looked at each other and ran in two opposite directions at the same time!

Between the two, Chen Ling chose the cardinal who was bleeding without hesitation. He jumped into the air with [Cloud Step] and quickly followed him. Scarlet pupils seemed to fill the sky in the void behind him. , and at the same time locked the fleeing cardinal!

Even though the cardinal couldn't see those eyes, a sense of horror of being targeted still filled his heart, making him shudder!

A black shadow passed over his head, and the cardinal's hair stood on end. Just as he was about to turn sideways to avoid it, a swollen figure fell from the sky like a cannonball and collided with him with a bang!

The cardinal fell to the ground at the same time as the swollen figure, rolling several times in a pool of blood, with sticky blood all over his head and face.

During this period, Chen Ling's hands were tightly holding the Cardinal's neck, with no intention of letting go. At this distance, the Cardinal could even clearly hear Chen Ling's swallowing sound coming from his ears.

"!!!" The cardinal roared and punched Chen Ling's body.

Boom——!

Chen Ling's left shoulder deformed instantly, and the bones were cracked by the punch, but he seemed not to feel the pain at all. His mouth opened slightly, and wisps of red smoke actually caught the blood from the cardinal's wrist. It gushed out from the mouth and penetrated into Chen Ling's mouth!

The concentration of the red star aura in the Cardinal's body is ten times that of ordinary believers. If other people are just shrimps in Chen Ling's eyes, and dozens or hundreds of them can be lumped together to form a mouthful, then the Cardinal can barely be regarded as a shrimp. A whole river shrimp...

As the red smoke passed by, the blood on the cardinal's wrist gushed out crazily. His face was visibly pale, as if it was about to be sucked dry.

"Roar--!!"

The cardinal looked at Chen Ling in horror, his hands desperately tearing at Chen Ling's body, hammering the latter until his flesh and blood were bloody.

But the scarlet eyes behind Chen Ling were not affected, and they still looked at the cardinal jokingly, as if they were looking at a dying lamb.

Bang bang bang——

Chen Ling's swollen body erupted into clouds of blood mist, and his broken head was twisted and deformed by the cardinal's beating, but his eyes were still full of intoxication... His saliva mixed with blood flowed on the cardinal's face. , the breath of the cardinal who was suppressed under him was also as angry as a silk thread.

In the sea of ​​viscous blood, the lives of both of them were passing quickly.

Finally, Chen Ling's riddled body was stretched like a balloon by the breath of the red star. As the cardinal punched out for the last time, the whole body exploded!