I'm not a theatre god

Jian Changsheng turned his head slightly and looked at the last living participant around him.

The participant trembled violently and staggered back... Even though he knew that he would not really die if he died here, he still began to fear death under the pressure of Jian Changsheng's surging murderous intent.

He staggered back step by step away from the stars in the sky, his face extremely pale!

"Brother, brother... I know I was wrong. Why don't I steal this star position from you?"

Jian Changsheng did not answer. He just looked at the man in front of him quietly. The bloody sword in his hand let out a burst of thunder, shot out with a roar, and penetrated his chest at a speed that the naked eye could not catch!

Bang--!

A cloud of blood mist exploded on him, and under those horrified eyes, a lifeless corpse fell to the ground.

The murderous aura in Jian Changsheng's body surged again, and the black murderous aura circulated behind him, as if it had solidified!

He closed his bloodshot eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled...

Twelve times increase!

The stars in the sky were flowing silently, and there was no one around the throne anymore, only corpses scattered on the ground and a pool of extremely sticky blood.

Jian Changsheng, covered in blood, walked slowly to the towering throne with a sword in one hand.

All the competitors for this sky-reaching star position have been killed by him. As long as he stays here as is, he can sit on it until the last moment... Looking at this seat that can change one's fate against the heavens, Jian Jian There was a hint of complexity in Chang Sheng's eyes.

His blood-stained fingertips gently rubbed the armrest of the seat, as if feeling its hardness and warmth, feeling a little reluctant and a little envious...

The [Privileges] in his hand shined again, flashing like a countdown.

"It's almost time." Jian Changsheng murmured to himself,

"You don't belong to me...just wait for your destined person."

After the words fell, Jian Changsheng turned around with his sword in hand.

A drop of blood quickly shot out from his side into the distance, and his figure disappeared instantly!

…

Under the dark night sky,

Kongsu squeezed his hands, and the buzz of his soul radiated crazily to the surroundings. Under his lowered eyes, his eyes locked on the participants who were rushing towards him in the distance.

These participants come from all directions. Except for a few with powerful souls, almost everyone else has been affected, and no one has the energy to guard the sky... There are only a few referees who survive. Regardless of the participants, everyone is converging towards the empty position!

If we don’t kill Kongsu, everyone will die!

Mr. Han on the bell tower, while maintaining the [Land of Dying], frowned at the melee in the distance, and sighed deeply in his heart.

He moved his eyes towards the starlight pillars in the distance that were scattered throughout the old district and reached into the sky.

"With these young people, it's almost impossible to defeat Kong Nie. I don't know how long it will take at the Tower of Babel... I hope I can catch up."

Just then, Mr. Han discovered something and muttered to himself in confusion,

"Why is it that there are still six stars in the sky... Hasn't the seventh star been activated yet?"

As a loud noise rang out, several participants who rushed into the sky in an attempt to stop the air crash were collapsed by the huge force that shattered the sky. They crashed into the earth like meteorites, and smoke and dust billowed up.

The soul army of the void controllers looked down indifferently at the participants who rushed out one after another under the scream of souls. A pair of yin and yang eyes flashed with cold light, and their lips opened slightly...

"【shock】!"

The souls of the three participants closest to him left their bodies in an instant, and the next moment their heads were cut off by sharp pen and ink. As blood spurted out, the three souls were pulled out of their bodies and became one of the continuous sources of power in the void!

The three souls were drained by the chains, and the soul of [Flushing the Ground] became more and more solid. Kongsu stepped into the void, and the ultimate force of the divine way directly blasted the air with a sharp explosion, and several participants were shocked and vomited blood and flew backwards. !

In the face of today's Kongsu, the young geniuses of Shinto from all realms were as fragile as paper. For a while, no one could take even one of his moves... This was simply a one-sided massacre.

"Should we take action?" Plum Blossom 7 walked up to an inconspicuous participant and spoke in a deep voice.

"No, we must not take action until the last moment." The man glanced around, "Don't forget, this is the Tianshu realm, and there are realm representatives and all the top combat forces of Babel Tower outside. , is a real dragnet...

Once our true strength is exposed, our identity will most likely be exposed. Even if we kill this Kongsu, those in the Tianshu Realm will not be able to let the Twilight Society leave. "

"But if we don't take action now, Guishen Dao will kill everyone else soon, and they will still kill us... We can't hand over our souls to Guishen Dao, right?"

"Just wait... I believe that the five major realms will not sit still and wait for death. They must be taking measures, and maybe everything will turn around."

"...Damn it, I should have known better than to join in the fun." Plum Blossom 7 cursed.

"By the way, where's the 7 of Hearts?"

"Oh, he died a long time ago, didn't you see? He was the most embarrassing and shabby among the army of ghosts, gods and spirits."

"hiss……"

While they were whispering, Kongru killed two more participants.

As the blood dyed the ground red, the participants and the referees who had escaped before were losing people madly. It was roughly estimated that there were no more than fifteen people alive in the entire old district.

At this speed, it might not be impossible for Kongwang to kill all the old district in five minutes.

A new soul floated up from behind Kongwang. He floated in the air like an unstoppable demon god. The ultimate power of the gods gathered in his palm. At the same time, the boulders scattered all over the battlefield began to gather in the air, and in an instant, a huge rake was outlined!

Kongwang glanced at the only remaining people like Meihua 7...

He raised his hand casually and waved it.

The power rake that covered the sky and the sun whistled through the air, as if it was going to blow the entire block into pieces. Just as it was about to fall, a blood shadow quickly swept across the sky!

Boom--! !

With five overlapping thunderous explosions in the sky, the blood-colored sword shadow directly drilled through the rake in mid-air, and the broken boulders fell to the ground like raindrops, and the rake began to disintegrate in the air!

Kongwang frowned slightly, and lightly turned sideways. The long sword that drilled through the boulder almost brushed his cheek and flew through the air. After smashing a building, half of it sank into the ruins of the earth.

Kongwang's yin-yang pupils narrowed slightly.

A figure with a black wolf tail and a murderous divine ring behind him appeared out of thin air. His palm calmly held the blood stain on the hilt of the long sword. That was the medium that he instantly replaced...

Jian Changsheng slowly pulled the blood-colored long sword out of the ruins, and looked up at Kongwang floating in the air with a cold gaze.

"This murderous aura... is interesting." Kongwang looked at Jian Changsheng, and seemed to sense something from the murderous aura. He frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

"My name is Jian Changsheng."

Jian Changsheng held the sword in one hand and said calmly, "I am here to take back a person's soul."