I'm not a drama god

"The more you die, the more powerful you become? Do monsters like this really exist in reality?"

Diamond J is looking at the earth-shaking doomsday scene in front of him and he still hasn't recovered from his shock.

When he was in the Wuji Realm, he personally experienced the horror of the disaster, but at that time he was only concerned with escaping, and was killed by the aftermath halfway through his escape, so he didn't see anything at all...

But now, he was watching Chaozai's killing performance at close range, even if it was only one ten-millionth of his power.

"Is it my illusion?" Jian Changsheng frowned, "Why do I feel... that red cloud is getting smaller and smaller?"

Everyone was slightly stunned and looked up at the sky at the same time, only to see that the red clouds covering the sky had indeed shrunk visibly, as if some of their strength had been taken away. They looked a little... listless?

The chewing of the earth lasted for about ten seconds and then gradually weakened.

After a brief silence, a naked figure crawled out from the messy ground. His body was covered with wounds, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes as he looked up at the sky...

The archbishop knew very well that he was at the end of his strength just now. If he continued chewing for a while longer, he would probably die.

But just when he thought he was about to die, the breath of the monster in the air seemed to suddenly weaken, and even controlling the earth to chew was a little difficult. This gave him a chance to save his life.

Is he still alive today?

Hope reappeared in the archbishop's eyes. He forced his body, which was on the verge of limit, to run wildly into the distance on the cracked ground!

The archbishop was extremely fast, like a naked flash of lightning, but the moment he moved, countless red raindrops fell from the sky, piercing through his body and the surrounding ground, leaving it full of holes!

If you look closely, you will find that every drop of red rain is an extremely fine piece of red paper. After these red papers pierce the ground, they break out of the ground like wild growth, turning into dense tentacles, blocking the blood-stained figure...

The archbishop roared, and under the swarm of countless red papers, he punched out with all his might!

……

boom--! !

The mutilated body of the audience fell to the ground.

Under the red and black robe, Chen Ling's chest rose and fell violently. He felt the power of disaster accumulating in his body. Violence and joy rapidly expanded in his heart, and the red in his pupils became more and more obvious.

He wiped the cracked wound at the corner of his mouth with his wrist, stepped over a few corpses of the audience, and pressed his palm on the curtain again!

"Come again!!"

The power of God crossed the wall and pulled the audience outside back to the stage. Chen Ling could clearly see that the red clouds outside were shrinking because of his actions, but he didn't care about it.

No matter how strong the power of Chaozai is, it still belongs to Chaozai. Only the part that you cut off belongs to you.

As more and more spectators came to watch, the pent-up violence and mockery in Chen Ling's body was like a volcano that was suppressed to the extreme, ready to erupt, but was firmly blocked by Chen Ling's tenacious will and could not break through Chen Ling's mental defenses!

Chen Ling has gone through so much hardship and pain along the way that his will has long surpassed that of ordinary people. This is also his most powerful weapon in this battle to slay the evil spirits.

bang-

A dull roar erupted from the void. Chen Ling, who was immersed in the killing, did not notice that a series of faint stone steps leading to the sky had already been outlined under his feet...

The red stars twinkle silently at the end of the Shinto Road.

At this moment, Chen Ling was fighting selflessly on the fifth step. The endless audiences below the stage seemed to be surrounding both sides of the shrine, watching everything silently.

The Red Star Willpower brought by the two bishops and dozens of Jiangtian believers stimulated Chen Ling's mental power to surge. He had just stepped onto the fifth level not long ago, but now he was pushed to the middle of the fifth level like riding a rocket!

Just as he was soaring rapidly, a line of performance requirements emerged, like shackles that restrained Chen Ling's progress.

Devouring the power of the Red Star and gnawing at the power of disaster, Chen Ling felt that his body was about to burst. He was like a wild animal on stimulants, his body rushing forward uncontrollably, but just when he was running at his most enjoyable and happiest, chains wrapped around his body and locked him in place.

"roll!!!"

The audience's bloodshot pupils filled Chen Ling's eyes. He roared violently and impatiently at the void, then knocked down the rushing audience with a punch, lowered his head and started eating again.

Chen Ling seemed to have become a wild beast, gnawing at the audience more and more ferociously. The remaining limbs and broken pieces splattered all over her feet and seeped into the text of the performance conditions, becoming bright red and hideous.

The eyes of the many spectators watching this scene on both sides of the Shinto shrine flickered, and it was unknown what they were thinking...

The emotion of mocking disasters grew wildly in Chen Ling's body. After swallowing twice, the pent-up emotions suddenly erupted, but they were all suppressed by Chen Ling's will. Suddenly, the other audience members who were dragged back by Chen Ling seemed to have received some kind of signal. They suddenly rose up at the same time, turning into strange black shadows and actively drilled into Chen Ling's mouth! !

A large number of spectators entered Chen Ling's body, causing his chest to be filled with black air. The negative emotions that had been suppressed suddenly burst out. Chen Ling felt a strong sense of nausea hitting his mind. He knelt on the ground in pain and suddenly opened his mouth...

vomit--!!!

The violent and playful negative emotions were like a sticky liquid that he vomited out and poured all over the steps under his feet.

The black viscous liquid surged violently, sticking up the line of small characters "Performance" on the stone steps. It rose and fell on the ground like a living thing, then turned into a black snake, whooshed off the stage and disappeared without a trace.

After spitting out the liquid, Chen Ling felt that all the pressure in his body was relieved, and the violent emotions that were originally uncontrollable also disappeared, and the whole person became clear and transparent.

Not only that, as the small words "Performance" under his feet were attached and taken away, the shackles of promotion on Chen Ling also disappeared directly. Chen Ling could clearly feel that his mental power was soaring like a rocket, all the way to the end of the fifth level...

Chen Ling staggered and half-knelt on the ground, gasping for a long time before gradually coming to his senses.

"What... happened just now?"

Chen Ling slowly stood up and looked back at the twisted sacred road that was gradually disappearing...puzzle flashed in his eyes.

So far, except for the first level, Chen Ling has needed to complete two performances for each promotion. But just now, his first performance at the fifth level was taken away... This means that he only needs to complete one more performance to be promoted directly to the sixth level.

Expel all the violent emotions in the body, clear the sequelae of killing evil spirits, and step into the peak of the fifth level...

The extraordinary success was like a dream to Chen Ling. There was no trace of joy or relief on his face. Instead, his brows were furrowed tighter and tighter. He tilted his head slightly on the empty stage, staring at the direction where the shadow had just scurried off the stage...

For some reason, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.