I'm not a drama god

"Luckily it's him...Luckily he's a demigod who walked the Shura path."

Chen Ling felt a little relieved when she saw Jian Changsheng, who had been reborn after dripping blood and succeeded...

Chen Ling was indeed shocked when she saw Jian Changsheng being killed instantly by Zhao Zai just now, but she felt relieved when she thought that the other party was from the [Ashura] path.

If it was any other demigod of Shinto, they would most likely not be able to survive Chao Zai's hands. Even if they could withstand the previous wave of killing moves, they would not be able to withstand the next wave... But [Shura] is the most difficult to kill in the world. The eighth-level Hongxiu was able to rely on his terrifying vitality to fight with the Silver King for a long time and was beheaded and had his bones sucked out without dying. What about the demigod-level [Shura]?

He is like a sticky plaster, impossible to kill and impossible to get rid of. It is absolutely perfect to use him to contain disasters for yourself!

But Chen Ling knew very well that no matter how Jian Changsheng obtained the power of demigod, this power would not last long. If he did not regain his body before Jian Changsheng exhausted his strength, everything would still end in destruction.

Chen Ling, covered in wounds, slowly stood up from the chaotic stage. His eyes from under the Nuo mask swept across the endless black shadows around him, and his indomitable fighting spirit rose again.

"Come again!!"

Chen Ling swung his fist and rushed towards several black shadows.

Chen Ling couldn't remember how many audience members he had knocked down, maybe dozens, maybe hundreds, but when he looked below the stage, he still couldn't see anyone in the audience... This showed that the audience members he had defeated were too insignificant compared to the entire audience.

Chen Ling didn't know how so many people were crowded on the stage. There seemed to be no concept of spatial scale here. When enough people stood on the stage, it would be infinitely enlarged accordingly. Whenever Chen Ling looked around, there were endless creeping shadows all around, which made her feel desperate...

bang bang bang-

Chen Ling swung his fists again and again. Most of the flesh on his fingers and the backs of his hands had been injured and fallen off in the battle, revealing the dark body underneath.

Chen Ling was not surprised by this. He knew that he was also a "spectator" in the beginning. On this stage, he did not have blood vessels like humans. No matter how hard he fought, he would not bleed. He would only be left with broken scars...

But in fact, as a spectator, he was also seriously hurt.

In the desperate fight of life and death, Chen Ling only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and the force of each punch was getting weaker and weaker. It was not that he became weaker, but that the body of this audience member had reached its limit.

Chen Ling's physical strength has its limits, but the number of spectators does not.

A steady stream of black shadows crowded in front of Chen Ling, punching and kicking him crazily. The pain constantly stimulated his mind, but was constantly suppressed by his will, and he continued to fight crazily!

Damn!

Damn it! ! !

I've been fighting so hard, but why can't I see any hope...

Chen Ling growled angrily. Even though his vision was gradually blurring, he still straightened his back again and again, swinging his iron fist at fate.

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"No... His speed of [Slaying Evil] is too slow."

Zhao Yi stared at the red and black flames coming out of Chao Zai's body, his eyes flashing with anxiety, "At this rate, when will he be able to regain control of his body?"

"What's in his body is a world-destroying disaster." Skeleton Wolf shook his head. "No one has ever merged a world-destroying disaster, let alone reached the stage of [Slaying Evil]... The fact that he can hold on until now is already a miracle that will be recorded in the history of fusion theory research.

As for completing [Slaying the Evil Spirit], or even just controlling part of the Disaster... that's all fantasy."

"It's impossible for others, but he is Chen Ling. What he is best at is subverting other people's cognition..." Zhao Yi said softly, "Besides, if he fails, none of us can escape."

The Skeleton Wolf opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Zhao Yi pondered for a moment, "Old Wolf, do you think... can he still hear what is happening outside?"

"That's hard to say. Most fusionists close their five senses when they are [Slaying Evils] and only focus on themselves. But there are a few who are gifted and can establish contact with the outside world during this process."

"Then take a gamble!"

Zhao Yi seemed to have made up his mind and directly flipped onto the back of the Skeleton Wolf, "Old Wolf, take me closer..."

"Get closer to the ridicule?" Skeleton Wolf couldn't help but ask, "Holy Son, are you crazy? What do you want to do?"

"Since he has entered the [Slaying Evil], it means that the theory of the Fusion School is actually applicable to him...even if it is only part of it." Zhao Yi paused for a moment, "But he has never taken a theoretical class, and he doesn't know how to [Slaying Evil]. I want to try to establish a connection with him, maybe I can help."

The Skeleton Wolf seemed to want to give some advice, but when he thought of his current situation, he sighed helplessly...

If Chen Ling fails, Chaozai will still kill everyone. They have no choice but to bet everything on Chen Ling.

"it is good!"

The skeleton wolf's body hunched slightly, and its huge body of disaster almost crawled on the ground, and then the surrounding space began to shrink like a slingshot... When Zhao Yi grabbed it, its figure rushed into the sky like a cannonball, rushing towards the battlefield between Chaozai and Jian Changsheng!

"Why is there another one going up there?"

Sun Bumian was puzzled when he saw Zhao Yi rushing out.

Jian Changsheng dared to charge because he now possessed the power of a demigod. This guy from the fusion faction was not very strong. Was he looking for death by going up?

Jian Changsheng, who was struggling madly with Chao Zai, was also confused. At this moment, he had been killed for the second time. Endless demigod murderous aura filled the sky. When he sensed someone approaching the battlefield, he immediately looked down...

"What is he here for?"

Jian Changsheng frowned, and after a brief hesitation, he flew through the air with his sword in hand, trying to place himself between Chao Zai and Zhao Yi as much as possible, isolating the two with his sea of ​​murderous aura.

Jian Changsheng didn't know why Zhao Yi came, but he believed that Zhao Yi must have something important to tell him when he stepped forward at this time... In this case, what he had to do was to delay Zhao Yi as much as possible and ensure his safety.

Zhao Yi stood on the back of the Skeleton Wolf, the wind whistling past his ears. He raised his head and exchanged glances with Jian Changsheng in the sea of ​​murderous intent. A tacit understanding arose between them without words...

Zhao Yi took a deep breath, and dense spells climbed up his cheeks. He used all his strength and shouted upwards:

"Chen Ling!!!!"

"I believe you can hear me!!"

"Pay attention! You must listen carefully to every word I say next..."