I'm not a theatre god

The world of mortals.

The cold wind with flying sand and stones blew through the empty village, making a whining sound.

A young figure in a theatrical robe walked slowly under the dry tree trunks. Every step he took caused ripples in the puddles on the bluestone road... In this village on the edge of the world of mortals, only Next he walked alone.

His pace is very slow, like an ordinary person taking a leisurely walk. He occasionally stops to pick a piece of withered grass and trees, and stops to watch the flowing river and the clouds that float by from time to time...

Boom——! ! !

Following a loud roaring sound, a visible aftermath swept across the sky from the blue divine path connecting the sky in the distance.

The young man in the opera robe didn't take a second look there. He just twisted a withered yellow leaf and walked forward slowly...

The wide sleeves danced lightly in the wind,

After a while,

A voice that sounded like emotion and regret echoed over the uninhabited village:

"I feel that the world of mortals is all illusory, and I have discovered the floating life~~ in a dream~~~"

…

Boom——! !

"This...this is..."

Beside the main city wall of Hongchen, architect Mu Changdong's eyes narrowed slightly, his face full of shock!

From just now, he felt that the Qingshen Dao path in his body was trembling, as if it was resonating with something. And when the ninth loud noise appeared, the path in his body seemed to have broken free of some kind of restraint, and his mental power suddenly surged. It’s gone up a lot!

Not only him, but all the people in the world who set foot on Qingshen Dao, their spiritual power increased at this moment... Although the increase was not large, it did exist, saving them several months of hard training.

All Qing Shinto owners have sensed the changes in Shinto...

Their leader has completed his self-certification.

The leader of Shinto completed the self-certification of Shinto and obtained the status of demigod. The feedback from Shinto also fed back to every Shinto owner, as if to inform everyone that in this era, Qing Shinto has gone one step further!

Mu Changdong stared blankly at the blue divine way towering into the clouds, and tears filled his eyes for a moment...

Yes, the legend of "gods" in the world of mortals was false from the beginning.

But from the moment Yao Qing stepped onto the ninth level,

In the world of mortals, there really is a god.

…

Demigod Yao Qing.

The moment Yao Qing stood on the ninth step, he gained a new identity besides "the leader of Qingshin Dao" and "the chief of floating paintings".

He represents the Ao Shinto of this era and is the only Ao Shinto demigod of this era.

Yao Qing's black clothes rustled in the strong wind. The shadow of the Shinto behind him gradually dissipated. His calm eyes looked down at the earth and looked at the white-robed Wuji Lord in the ruins again.

Mr. Wuji’s face was extremely solemn.

The difference between cloud and mud?

No,

He also ascended to the sky.

"Now... I should be qualified to fight you?"

In the sky above the world of mortals, a shadow so huge that it covered the sky and the sun gradually fell, like the moon pressing down across the void, and the semi-hollow relief domes gradually came closer in everyone's eyes.

That's the Red Dust Base!

As Yao Qing raised his hands, the base of the mortal world turned into countless fine embroidered silks, falling overwhelmingly toward the earth, like a colorful rainstorm of embroidered silk... These rainstorms were fixed beside Yao Qing, looking from a distance, It's like a city hanging upside down in the sky.

Villages, rivers, willow trees, peach blossoms...hundreds of towns in the world of mortals are reproduced in the clouds one by one in the form of embroidery at this moment.

Like a mirror image of the world of mortals.

Under this upside-down embroidery realm, Yao Qing hangs in the air like a god.

"Welcome to... [The Country of All Things Embroidered]."

Lord Wuji's eyes reflected the embroidered pictures all over the sky. He felt the aura that also belonged to the ninth-level demigod, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He was thinking.

Then, with a thought in his mind, a force was separated from his body;

Stab——

The weak electric light followed his figure, wandering across the devastated ruins, and finally penetrated into the soil and disappeared without a trace...

"That's fine." Mr. Wuji said calmly,

"Let me see, both of you are at the ninth level, between you Shinto demigods and Jiujun... who is stronger."

As soon as he stepped on the ground, his body turned into a white afterimage and broke through the void. The pressure of Jiujun level and the pressure of demigods were tearing apart wildly, and he quickly rushed towards Yao Qing in mid-air!

Yao Qing gently raised his calloused fingertips, and the embroidered figures in the world behind him followed his figure and swarmed towards Lord Wuji!

Two figures, one white and one black, collided in the air! !

boom--! ! !

The impact of the two demigods was like the collision of world-destroying meteorites in the air. The surging waves of fire swept across the sky, and the energy contained in them was no less than the nuclear explosion just now!

But then, the hanging red dust embroidery picture rolled down, absorbing all the aftermath of the battle between the two people, and even swallowed the figures of Yao Qing and Wuji Jun together!

The battle between demigods, destroying the world.

A casual blow from Mr. Wuji can cause damage at the level of a nuclear explosion. If his battle with Yao Qing were to take place in the realm of mortals, the entire realm would probably be wiped out... Of course, this is what Mr. Wuji wants to see. of.

If this method can be used to annihilate the mortal world in one fell swoop, Brand can refine all the Philosopher's Stones in one go, and Lord Wuji can regain his full strength on the spot and become the Nine Immortal Lords who possess the Philosopher's Stone. He can even I have to thank Yao Qing very much.

As for Yao Qing, it was naturally impossible for him to let this happen.

The embroidery picture rolled, and the figures of Wuji Jun and Yao Qing had disappeared, as if they were really trapped in the world of the embroidery picture. Only occasionally there was a burning light coming out from the gaps in the embroidery picture, but no power escaped to the mortal world.

The mortal world fell into silence again.

However,

after Wuji Jun and Yao Qing entered the embroidery picture, only one minute later,

fine arcs of electricity seeped out from the ground again, covering the entire ruins... Under the transformation of these arcs, the internal structure of the soil was forcibly changed, and the surface actually showed a mercury color, rippling silently...

Mercury palms poked out from it, followed by bald heads and slender torsos, and tall and silver weirdos slowly crawled out from the ground, like a dense army of maggots climbing to the surface, which made people's scalps numb!

These weirdos were nearly three meters tall, but slender, like dry and skinny chopsticks, with no facial features. Their surfaces exuded a luster similar to Wujijun's skin, and their aura was cold and murderous.

There were thousands of these silver weirdos, standing in the ruins like a strange army, dead silent.

Suddenly, as if guided by something, they turned towards the direction of the Red Dust main city at the same time, their slender legs spread out quickly, like a swarm of bees, rushing out from different directions! The silver wave is killing into the Red Dust!