I'm not a theatre god

"This breath..."

Jian Changsheng felt the fluctuation of the Wushen Dao, and his eyes were full of confusion.

But before he could wonder why Chen Ling had the Wushen Dao breath, the next moment, the master standing in the light pattern raised his hands, as if he had grabbed something in the void, and his robe moved without wind.

In the dark, the Wushen Dao breath emanating from "Chen Ling" was actually like being pulled by a big hand, intertwined with the Shendao breath deep in the God Sacrifice Land!

Boom——

The entire God Sacrifice Land was shaken!

Since the Great Cataclysm, since the God Sacrifice Land was swallowed by the disaster, this land has not been set foot on for more than 300 years, and no one has established contact with it...

And now, the first person to establish contact with it has appeared.

A breath of the God Sacrifice Land lingered around "Chen Ling", like a gust of light wind, and finally seemed to have found a place to stay and drilled into the ghost face mark on Chen Ling's clavicle.

This mark was originally a magic mark that Brand used Wushendao to place on Chen Ling, but after he was killed instantly by the [Mockery] disaster, this mark was no longer effective... As the only place on Chen Ling that was stained with the breath of Wushendao, this ghost face became the target of the breath of the divine sacrifice land.

"The breath of Wushendao?"

Sensing this strangeness, "Chen Ling" frowned tightly, "What tricks are you trying to play?"

The master did not answer, he just glanced at the location of "Chen Ling's" ghost face, and said calmly:

"Don't you want me to give you freedom... Now, I will fulfill your wish."

As the voice fell, the master raised his hand and made a move;

The white paper shackles tied to "Chen Ling's" wrists and ankles were untied at the same time, and turned back into four tablets of "Xizi Wuming" in mid-air, flying back into the master's sleeves.

Jian Changsheng was shocked when he saw this scene, and hurriedly said:

"Senior Hong Wang, Hongxin that guy hasn't come back yet, this..."

Boom--! !

Before Jian Changsheng finished speaking, the scarlet breath was like a pillar of fire, completely erupting from "Chen Ling"'s body!

The power that had been suppressed for a long time was like a rolling volcano, venting out crazily at this moment... "Chen Ling" didn't expect that this old thing would give him freedom at this time. While he was stunned, his eyes were full of ecstasy!

He wanted to kill his master directly, but when he thought of the four strange tablets and the place where the gods had changed, he still felt a little dreadful...

"Old thing." He said coldly, "I'll let you go this time... Next time, I will bloodbath the ancient treasures of Xidao."

As the power was unsealed, "Chen Ling"'s skin gradually dissipated and began to change into a vague black shadow. A pair of scarlet playful curved eyes occupied the original pupils, which were hideous and weird.

The paper umbrella in its hand gently opened, and its body directly turned into a sky full of red paper and dissipated in the air!

"Senior Hong Wang..."

Jian Changsheng wanted to say something anxiously, but the master calmly grabbed his collar.

Jian Changsheng was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"Hold on." The master smiled, "It may be a bit bumpy for you."

The next moment, a red curtain opened in the void, and he took the stunned little Jian in one hand and stepped into it. The two figures directly crossed the space and disappeared without a trace!

The red curtain slowly pulled up, leaving only the screams of little Jian, which quickly faded away...

...

Endless red paper appeared out of thin air in the sea water, and quickly gathered into a black shadow holding a red umbrella.

The moment this figure appeared, several eighth-level disasters living deep in the vicinity were stunned at the same time. In their impression, their boss had swallowed the plague god into his stomach in one gulp, how come he ran out again in the blink of an eye?

Before they could react, the "human" figure glanced at them lightly, as if mixed with resentment and anger, and spun the red paper umbrella in his hand...

The next moment, the upper bodies of the two eighth-level disasters closest to it disappeared instantly!

It was as if half of its body had been twisted off by someone, and the broken part was rugged and uneven. In the deep sea with freezing cold, two huge pieces of the disaster corpse fell silently.

This scene happened too suddenly, and no one expected that the [Cheat] Disaster could return to the deep sea so quietly, and then start to kill the eighth-level disaster directly with murderous intent... This was a revenge, a warning to the disaster, and also a way for it to vent its resentment.

The two confidants were killed instantly, which also completely angered the disaster at the bottom of the deep sea.

As a buzzing roar that penetrated the frozen sea sounded, the entire ocean was violently surging like boiling, and a world-destroying murderous intent locked onto the "human" figure, and the incomparable huge black shadow was madly approaching the bottom of the sea...

But the "human" figure didn't mean to waste time with it at all. It just glanced down with disdain, and then took another step forward, twisting its body across hundreds of miles of void, and the next moment it moved directly to the forbidden sea!

The seawater mixed with ice kept washing over the sand and gravel. The big red paper umbrella stood at the end of the ocean, and behind it was the rage from the deep sea...

The "human" figure's brows gradually frowned.

It was not because of the pursuit of Ji Zai, but because it found that even if it had left the place of divine sacrifice and even left the forbidden sea, the faint aura of the witch god was still connected to itself and could not be shaken off.

It snorted coldly and was about to continue to stay away from the forbidden sea. The next moment, a faint purple meaning silently ignited from the depths of its pupils...

The "human" figure's footsteps suddenly paused.

The aura of the place of divine sacrifice stirred in this purple spirit. Without any sacrifices or preparations, a divine trance ceremony across space dimensions was activated at this moment!

In the void above the "human" figure, the phantom of a young man in cotton-padded clothes was outlined silently.

Chen Ling from District 3 looked down at this body as if his soul had left his body... A series of murmurs sounded from his throat, as if he was reenacting the incantation he used during his first trance.

His phantom continued to disintegrate as he chanted the spell. When it was about to completely dissipate, he suddenly stretched out his fingertips and volleyed towards the "human" shadow!

…

theater.

In the dark auditorium, a pair of apricot-red eyes suddenly opened!

He forcibly broke free from all the restraints of the black arms and stepped out of the strange scarlet wave. There seemed to be some kind of aura locking his figure, making it flicker like a disconnected screen.

"call……"

Chen Ling let out a faint breath. He stared at the figure on the stage who was intoxicated with the performance, walked through the audience alone, and walked to the bottom of the stage again!

As the aura in the dark world became extremely strong, his flashing figure disappeared out of thin air!

The next moment, he was summoned from the audience, bypassed the fourth wall, and returned to his own body in the form of a trance... His figure walked out of the darkness and reappeared under the spotlight.

Actor Chen Ling returns to the stage!