I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1304 Overturning the table

The ancient murderous aura that surged into the sky was so conspicuous that most of the South China Sea region had noticed it.

"What a terrifying aura of the God of War... Who is this leader?"

Inside the Pu family, Pu Chunshu looked at the heart-pounding pillar of murderous aura and spoke in surprise.

"He doesn't look like the leader." Pu Xiachan thought thoughtfully.

"Isn't it?"

"Well, that murderous aura is just special... but it doesn't have the aura of a leader."

Pu Xiachan herself is the leader. Although her path is rarely walked, even the narrowest path will give it a hint of the leader's signature aura... She can feel that the murderous aura in front of her does not come from the leader.

"Strange, who else could it be..." Pu Chunshu rubbed his chin, "And he actually dared to challenge the Lord of the South Sea in the South Sea Territory?"

Pu Xiachan also stared at the direction where the murderous aura was rising, his expression changing continuously, and finally he spoke with some suspicion:

"Why do I feel that this murderous aura is somewhat familiar...I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

……

"This is……"

"God of Killing Bai Qi?!"

The roof of the pavilion in the middle of the lake had been blown off by the murderous aura. The blind man standing behind the broken table seemed to have realized something, with an expression of extreme shock.

No wonder in his calculations, "General Star" even has the power to restrain the destruction of the world...

Bai Qi is the number one killing god in ancient and modern times, and he is also the one who has stepped onto the top of the Fourteen Gods of War. If the Fourteen Gods are the concrete embodiment of human civilization, then Bai Qi undoubtedly symbolizes the sword of killing of human civilization... In the face of this pinnacle of murderous aura, all living beings will be suppressed, even those world-destroying disasters from the Gray World are no exception.

The blind man had no doubt that if the Gray World descended in Bai Qi's era, Bai Qi would be able to kill at least one world-destroying creature by himself.

However, no matter how strong Bai Qi was, his life span would eventually end. This sword of killing in human civilization had long since sunk into the torrent of history...

But the blind man does not understand,

Why did Bai Qi's murderous aura reappear in this era?

Could it be that the remnant of his soul that he left behind in the ancient treasure house of Bingdao sensed that the fate of mankind was about to end, so he chose this young man to pass on this sword of killing to him?

The blind man suddenly felt fortunate. If he had not given up and tried to deduce Jian Changsheng, he would probably have been hit hard and fainted on the spot. He might even have been in danger of becoming a vegetable.

First, the ghost laughed at the destruction of the world, then the demigod Bu Shendao, then the inexplicable abyss of pain, and finally the killing god Bai Qi jumped out...

If it weren't for his high rank and strong character, the grass on his grave would probably be several meters high by now.

Although the blind man was shocked by Bai Qi's breath, he quickly calmed down... He glanced at the rippling lake surface with his peripheral vision and did not see anything unusual.

Facing Jian Changsheng's offense, Chu Changqing did not react. It was unknown whether he was injured too badly and fell into a deep sleep, or whether he simply did not care about the shouting of a junior.

But no matter what, this is the South China Sea area. Even if Chu Changqing does not show up, the blind man, as Chu Changqing's confidant, cannot do nothing.

The next moment, the aura of the eighth level of the Divine Way burst out from the blind man! !

The shadow of a broken dragon swam out from the void beside the blind man, circled around the murderous giant pillar that climbed up Jian Changsheng, and its sharp dragon claws pierced into the pillar, grabbing the dense cracks on it.

Although Bu Shendao was not good at fighting, his aura was mysterious and magnificent, and he was a real eighth-level after all. Although Jian Changsheng's killing aura was fierce, his own sixth-level rank was a little weak. For a moment, Jian Changsheng's aura was suppressed by the blind man.

"This is the South China Sea territory, please give us some respect."

The blind man spoke calmly, his aura completely different from before, as if he was a completely different person.

The shadow of the broken dragon suppressed Jian Changsheng's murderous aura, like a huge shackle, weighing down the shoulders of the three men... Jian Changsheng's eyes became colder and colder, his chest heaving with anger. Just as he was about to do something else, Sun Bumian on the side snorted coldly.

"Why? Are you very proud?"

He slowly took off his small round sunglasses, and his eyes with nested rings were exposed to the air. The brilliant flames of the awakening lion ignited from Sun Bumian's body, and a series of reincarnation shadows that were also burning with flames were outlined beside him!

Sun Bumian has lived for a thousand years and has been reincarnated countless times. He has reached the eighth level countless times. In his eyes, an eighth-level Bu Shen Dao person is not qualified to be arrogant.

Roar--! ! !

The huge phantom of the awakened lion opened its mouth and roared behind Sun Bumian, directly shaking the remnant dragon clinging to the aura of the God of Killing so that it could hardly stabilize its body, and began to disintegrate visibly...

With the joining forces of Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian, this eighth-level aura was unable to do anything to them for a while!

At the same time, Jiang Xiaohua on the side silently began to pinch her throat...

"vomit--"

Jiang Xiaohua bent down and vomited out all the wine he had just drunk. The wine spilled all over the ground. He smacked his lips with a bit of reluctance and aftertaste, and said quietly:

"The wine you bought me... burp... I'll give it back to you."

finished,

He pointed his finger into the air at the wine he spat out.

The next moment, the surface of the wine began to turn black, and a strange curse filled the air, extending along the void towards the blind man little by little... The wine was given by the blind man. In some way, he had established a bridge of fate with Jiang Xiaohua, and now, this bridge has become the medium of the curse.

The familiar coldness enveloped the blind man's body again. He trembled all over, and a strange black color began to spread on his skin!

But compared to him, the remaining dragon clinging to the giant pillar of murderous aura had a much greater impact. Countless strange symbols began to be drawn on the dragon's scales. The unstable body that had been shaken by Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian twisted and fell from the giant pillar. The body began to emit a strange dark blue color...

The three sacred paths of soldiers, drama, and witches broke through the shackles of the eighth level and soared into the sky at the pavilion in the center of the lake! !

The blind man's face began to turn blue like Canlong's, but he couldn't care less at this moment. He rapped his acupuncture points with his knuckles a few times, and finally his breath stabilized. Then he shouted in a deep voice:

"The South Sea Realm treats you three as honored guests, are you really not going to give them any face?"

"The human realm is facing a catastrophe. We consider that although the members of the Twilight Club are notorious, they are still members of the human race. The South Sea Realm is willing to join forces with the three of you, which is already the most benevolent thing we can do... If we leave the South Sea, other realms may not be so polite!"

"We are very happy that you are willing to join forces with us." Jian Changsheng said slowly.

"But you forced Chen Ling to leave..."

"Feel sorry……"

"We cannot afford the courtesy of being treated as guests of honor."