I'm not a theatre god

Boom——

Just when Yan Xicai was ecstatic, the ground beneath everyone's feet shook again.

The dark clouds were pushed aside, the light of the Bingshen Dao base on the hilt of the giant sword lit up, and an ethereal stone step hung down from the sky like a ribbon, extending in a certain direction.

"Is there someone else who has set foot on the Bingshen Dao?" Pu Wen asked in surprise, "Among this group of law enforcers, there are quite a few people with high talents..."

Yan Xicai watched the birth of the second owner of Bingshen Dao, but most of the joy in his heart was washed away.

He gritted his teeth and then spoke:

"Continue! Let's just wait outside this ten-man trench. Once the murderous projections gather, we will kill once! I don't believe it... There are so many of us, but we can't save a weapon?"

Yan Xicai led everyone back to the outside of the ravine. After waiting for a while, the ten armored soldiers were refreshed again.

"Fuck me!"

Yan Xicai waved his hand, and the other law enforcers rushed out immediately. With the cooperation of the word "ding" in Puwen, the familiar battle scene suddenly reappeared.

It's not that Yan Xicai doesn't want to change to a ravine with more murderous projections, but that these few of them are already at their limit in dealing with ten murderous projections. If they change to a ravine with twenty people, this group of people will probably be dug into a hornet's nest. He became the polished commander.

Yan Xicai held the Bai Qi Ling like a treasure and watched several law enforcers kill through Shirengou over and over again. During this period, two more Bingshen Dao extended from the Dao base...

…

"Bing Shen Dao, [Sirius] path..."

Lu Xuanming in black stood in a ditch of fifteen people that had been cleared. As the Bingshen Road gradually receded, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Congratulations, Master Lu, for embarking on the Bingshen Dao!" The three law enforcers behind him congratulated immediately.

"It's just a [Sirius] path... there's nothing to congratulate." Lu Xuanming shook his head, "Although the [Sirius] path has no weaknesses in all aspects, it also has no obvious advantages. Among all the Bingshen Dao paths, It can only be ranked in the middle.

Back then, I rejected the Divine Familiar of the [Sirius] path because I originally wanted to change to a more powerful path, such as [Asura], [Judgment]...

Unexpectedly, even after entering Guzang, the result would still be the same. "

"Master Lu, please stop being modest... God's favor is something that many people can't ask for. Not only did you get God's favor, but you also rejected it once. If only Yan Xi knew this, wouldn't he go crazy with jealousy?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu, the [Sirius] path is also very good. The reason why you think it is not strong enough is just because no absolute strong person has appeared on this path so far... In this case, it is not necessary for you to become that strong person yourself. That’s it.”

"If I could set foot on the Bingshen Path like you, no matter which path it takes, it would be like smoke rising from the ancestral graves."

Several law enforcers followed Lu Xuanming with envy in their eyes.

"Okay, don't follow me. It's still a long time before the trial ends. You should quickly find a place to gather your murderous aura... If you can step onto the path of the God of War and be promoted to a law enforcement officer, then come and work under me."

"Thank you, Mr. Lu!"

"Aren't you going to continue to accumulate murderous energy? I think this thing is quite effective..."

"I also feel that after absorbing these murderous auras, people feel more confident and full of strength."

Lu Xuanming shook his head, "The purpose of gathering murderous aura is just to attract the attention of the Bingshen Dao. This thing is essentially the aura left over from the ancient battlefield. If absorbed too much, it will affect people's minds... Only a fool like Yan Xicai would think that absorbing it would The more, the better.”

"I see...then where are you going?"

"Go find those fire usurpers and try my [Sirius]." Lu Xuanming narrowed his eyes slightly, with a murderous intent beating in his eyes.

"Fire Usurper?" Everyone was shocked, "But they all have at least two skills, both of which are second level, and you have just been promoted..."

"Below the fourth level, except for the number of skills mastered, there is not much difference. In this ancient treasure, it is impossible for strong people of the fourth level and above to appear; what's more, they are just a group of thieves, whether they are 'stealing things', Or 'stealing face', there is no threat to me..."

"As long as I find the lone fire usurper, I will be sure to kill him."

Lu Xuanming walked away with a black knife on his back, and his figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

…

"It's the lackey of the Qin Army! Kill!!"

Chen Ling didn't know how many times he heard this sentence, and his ears were about to get calluses... even though he didn't have ears at all now.

Although it had become a token, Chen Ling could still sense everything around him. It was obvious that Yan Xicai cherished it very much and just had to find a place to offer it.

It has been five or six hours since Yan Xicai asked people to repeatedly clear the ten-person trench. This reminded Chen Ling of the scene in the previous era when he was playing online games, constantly clearing copies and dropping props... Now, these law enforcers are fighting non-stop. Next, I have brushed it nine times and collected a total of ninety murderous auras.

Among them, the law enforcer with the most murderous aura had about seventeen or eighteen strokes, and the least one had six or seven strokes. It seemed like he had done a lot, but in fact, on average, the result was the same as Chen Ling's own finish in a few minutes.

"It can't be done...it really can't be done."

A bruised law enforcer staggered out of the ravine and sat down on the ground.

The rest of the law enforcers were more or less injured, and the five or six hours of continuous fighting had almost emptied their bodies. Even with the invigorating effect of the murderous intent, their physical strength could not support them, and they fell to the ground from exhaustion.

Looking at the people lying on the ground, Yan Xicai's eyelids jumped. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Pu Wen beside him:

"Brother Pu, it should be almost done now, right?"

"Absolutely." Pu Wen nodded slightly, "If it drags on any longer, if one of them is gifted and attracts the Bingshen Dao, the murderous aura absorbed by them will be wasted..."

"good!"

"Also, make sure that each of them is willing to commit murder, otherwise the word [swallow] will be invalid."

"Don't worry, I've already taken care of it."

Yan Xicai finally waited for this moment. He first put Bai Qiling aside solemnly, and then said to all the law enforcers, "Stand up!"

Seeing this, everyone could only drag their exhausted bodies, stand up from the ground, and line up in front of Yan Xicai.

Pu Wen reached into his sleeve with his right hand, took out eight pieces of rice paper in one breath, and handed it to Yan Xicai. On the rice paper was the same black font:

【swallow】.

"Put the paper on your palm. When I ask you to move, put your palm on their chest."

"clear."

Pu Wen made a seal with one hand in front of him. The next moment, the word "swallow" in Yan Xicai's palm suddenly twisted and turned into an invisible vortex, flowing in nothingness.

"Go." Pu Wen said.

Without saying a word, Yan Xicai directly placed his palm on the chest of one of the law enforcers, and the black murderous aura was visibly sucked into Yan Xicai's body through the vortex.

After more than ten seconds, the law enforcer's face turned pale, as if his spine had been taken away. His body was extremely weak, and his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.