I'm not a theatre god

[Audience Expectation +4]

[Current Expectation: 45%]

Several lines of text flashed before Chen Ling's eyes at the same time, but he had no time to care at the moment. The imperial power from the top of the Imperial Dao Ancient Collection was like a mountain, pressing the three of them into the thick snow!

Broken snowflakes flew in the cold wind. Chen Ling supported his body with both hands, his five fingers deeply dug into the snow, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I last saw it... a disgusting feeling."

This was not the first time that Chen Ling was suppressed by the imperial power. At that time, in the archive of the era, Ying Fu used the imperial power to suppress him so that he couldn't breathe. Now that he entered the Imperial Dao Ancient Collection, this scene reappeared... However, this time the imperial power was even more terrifying!

Chen Ling was very disgusted with the imperial power. It felt like someone was pressing his head and making him kowtow and kneel in front of him. At that time, Ying Fu wanted to make him kneel down but failed. Now Chen Ling naturally couldn't kneel down to those emperors' regrets.

Amid the flying snow, Chen Ling's hot breathing became faster and faster. The red robe was trying to stand up little by little under the imperial power, like a giant carrying a mountain on his back, with his feet deeply sunk into the snow.

"Damn... what's going on?!"

Jian Changsheng, who was pressed into the snow, gritted his teeth and supported his body like Chen Ling, with veins popping out on his neck, and roared in a low voice.

"They want to kill me." Chen Ling responded in a deep voice in the wind and snow.

"They are sick! If they want to kill you, why did they suppress us?!"

"You gave Hong Xin the title of [Actor Emperor], and we came in with him. I guess we were considered his "subjects"..." Sun Bumian was also panting heavily.

Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng, both of them were blessed by the [Blood Robe] of the God of War, and they could barely compete with the suppression of the emperor's power, while Sun Bumian was only a God of Play, and his condition at this time was worse than that of Chen Ling and the others.

But as his small round sunglasses were shaken off and fell into the snow, the pair of eyes with rings embedded in them seemed to be inspired by the imperial power, and they rippled gently like waves!

A trace of reincarnation breath emanated from him, and the corners of his black and red Tang suit fluttered in the wind, and he actually withstood the imperial power!

The imperial power was as mighty as a mountain, and the wind and snow surged wildly in the sobbing;

The red robe gradually stood firm in the dancing snow, slowly raised his head, and his eyes glared at the sky above his head.

"Are you... so afraid of me?"

In an era where there had been no emperor for hundreds of years, a monster with an emperor's fate appeared out of nowhere;

He had modern people's thoughts and did not approve of the feudal emperor's way of governing the world from the bottom of his heart;

He wore a theatrical robe and carried a knife,

with the "world-destroying" aura that any human being would be afraid of,

uninvitedly broke into the ancient imperial collection, saying that he wanted to kill the emperor, and a moment later, he was going to board the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" where the emperor's remnants were...

How could the 470 emperor's remnants not be afraid?

It was like a family was living well, and suddenly a terrifying alien came, wearing a dull human skin, muttering that he wanted to destroy the earth, and then swiped the password lock of the door with his fingerprint, licking his lips and swaggering in...

Now this alien was hit by a car outside the door, but he was not dead yet. He stuck his eyeballs on the cat's eye and said to the family inside, "Are you so afraid of me?"...

So,

The mighty imperial power from the sky became more and more powerful!

The red robe groaned, and his knees were pressed into the snow again. Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian beside him almost fell headfirst into the snow...

Jian Changsheng's pupils were gradually occupied by bloodshot, and his breathing became heavier. Under the crazy stimulation of the imperial power, an ancient murderous aura drifted out of his body!

In that ancient murderous aura, a figure was full of imperial disdain, holding a weapon, so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

Shasha——

A young figure in a Tang suit stood up in the snow lazily and casually, lifted the black hair on his forehead with his palm, and sighed helplessly...

A pair of colorful lion eyes completely occupied the original human eye sockets. Sun Bumian seemed to have become a different person without knowing when. His aura was unfathomable in an instant, like a dragon in the clouds that could not be seen from head to tail.

Like the smoke after the explosion of firecrackers, it drifted from his body. In the smoke, the sound of firecrackers was like continuous thunder, and the gongs and drums and cheers seemed to span thousands of years and surged from the void...

Behind him, it seemed that there were thousands of figures with their hands clasped together, standing in the fireworks of the world, muttering:

"Good luck and peace every year."

Sun Bumian stood in the mist and the sound of gongs and drums, like a god of good luck from the world of fireworks. The mighty imperial power was completely dissolved by the prayers of the people and flowed lightly past his side.

Finally,

the bright, dazzling scarlet robe in the middle of the two people slowly stood up.

Countless pairs of scarlet eyes opened from the void behind him, filled with boredom and anger at the emperor's pressure. As Chen Ling opened his lips slightly, a breath of "destroying the world" level drifted out:

"——Get out!!!"

Boom——!!

The three auras intertwined crazily, and actually shattered the mighty imperial power that fell from the sky. The dazzling fragments of the imperial power were like golden burning snowflakes, falling from the sky one after another...

A red opera robe, a black leather jacket, and a simple Tang suit, just stood calmly between the broken snow and the imperial power, like three statues standing tall.

A few kilometers away from them.

The thick snow and soil loosened slightly, and a bandaged head, like a small flower quietly growing in the mud, quietly emerged...

He stared blankly at the flying fragments of the imperial power in the distance, and the three vaguely standing backs, and remained silent.

...

Boom——! !

A thunderous roar came from the sky, and the hemp-clothed teenagers who gritted their teeth and moved forward in the wind and snow were shocked!

They looked up at the sky at the same time, and saw a dazzling golden pillar of God piercing through the sky, falling from the sky, like a hammer of God smashing down on the earth...The mighty imperial power rolled, and everyone was shocked by this scene!

"That, that is..."

"Is it a miracle?! A miracle has appeared! I said this is a very powerful ancient treasure!!"

"What a terrible pillar of light, it even pierced the sky?"

"Is it my illusion? Why do I feel that this pillar of light

"It's impossible. If such a miracle has appeared, how could there be someone else... Even if there is, it is estimated that he has been beaten to death now. ”

“…”

The aftermath of the Emperor’s might reverberated in the air. To these ordinary children, it was no doubt a miracle. When they saw this scene, they unconsciously felt the urge to kneel and submit. Some even knelt down with a plop.