I'm not a drama god

"Wu! Extreme! Boundary! Domain!!"

Lu Liangren's roar was like rolling thunder. Before the people arrived, a thick ink dragon smashed through the black clouds of fire and rain from below, opened its dragon's throat that covered the sky and the sun, and swallowed Brand's figure instantly!

The giant ink dragon swallowed Brand and spun rapidly in the air. The crackling ink thunders swam on its surface. Finally, they all gathered into the body and spewed out a thunderous dragon's breath towards the top of the pen in the sky!

boom--! !

The black dragon's breath was like a divine sword, breaking through the sky. Between the ink-like thunder that was condensed to the extreme, a broken figure was spit out together, and fell to the earth with billowing smoke.

Lu Liangren did not stop, but stepped on the ink thunder, and the eight-foot ink pen was like a halberd painted in the sky, whistling and crashing into the earth!

Two huge clouds of dust flew up one after another.

The strong wind swept from the dust, instantly blowing away the surrounding gravel. In the center of the empty circular area, a man dressed in white was holding an eight-foot ink pen, and a murderous intention floated out from the corner of his eyes.

At this time, a ferocious ring-shaped crater had been smashed out in front of him. The dense cracks spread like spider webs, but there was no figure in the center of the huge crater. Only a fragment of a black robe was nailed to the ink. Pen nib.

Lu Liangren slowly raised his eyes and looked forward.

Among the billowing dust, a broken body was slowly outlined. His left shoulder had been blasted with blood by the giant ink dragon, and only one leg was left with white bones. It looked shocking.

Brand looked down at his injuries and said helplessly:

"Fu Sheng Hui, do you all like to carry out sneak attacks?"

Although the black clouds of fire and rain have been dispersed by Lu Liangren, the sea of ​​​​fire in Shuangqiao Town is still burning. Lu Liangren looks at Brand, who is not paying attention, and the hell-like town behind him, with veins running from the back of his hands. Rise violently.

"You...are Brand??"

"Oh? Do you recognize me?"

"In the Wuji Realm, there are only two eighth-level people. One is the former president of the Witchcraft Association, Shang Shaoquan; the other is the vice president, Brand, the leader of the [Alchemy] Path..." Lu Liangren narrowed his eyes, "Soon "Previously, Shang Shaoquan was stabbed in the back, and the only eighth level in the Wuji Realm was you."

"Hahaha, yes, I am Brand." Brand responded with a smile, "I have also heard of you, you are the third palace of Fu Sheng Hui, Lu Liang, there is a rumor outside that you are the most powerful general in the world. "

"The most powerful general can't afford it. But killing you is enough."

"Even if you can kill me, nothing will change." Brand said nonchalantly, "We still have Lord Wuji."

Lu Liangren's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words Wuji Lord. Of course he knew that Wuji Lord had awakened and was likely to personally intervene in this realm war, but he still said in a deep voice:

"We also have a second palace, and his strength is not inferior to mine."

"We have Wuji Jun."

"We also have the Chief Hall, who is the current leader of Qingshin Dao!"

"We have Wuji Jun."

Lu Liangren said angrily, "We also have Lord Hongchen!"

"Then I ask you, Mr. Hongchen, when will she wake up? How long can she live after she wakes up?"

Lu Liangren's chest rose and fell violently. He tried to suppress the overwhelming anger and turned it into murderous intent. He said solemnly: "You start a war in the realm and kill people and massacre the city, which will definitely arouse the public outrage of mankind... Even Lord Wuji can't do it. Escape sanctions.”

"Sanction?" Brand sneered, "After we slaughter all the mortal world and refine all the Philosopher's Stones, who can sanction an immortal Nine Lords?"

"It's just you who will kill all the mortal world??"

"Of course it's not just me."

Brand raised his hand and pointed at the thick smoke rising from the horizon in the distance, "Soldiers versus soldiers, versus generals. You and I both know very well that the only meaning of our existence is to contain each other here...

You, Lu Liang, are indeed very powerful, but are all the other Fu Sheng paintings as good at fighting as you? "

……

"Nansha Town is under attack!"

"Yunshui Town is under attack!!"

"I'm on my way to Chu Town, but there's black smoke coming out in that direction, and it's probably fallen..."

"Damn it, these guys actually broke into pieces and attacked from different directions at the same time?"

"They just want to take advantage of the time difference and carry out massacres in the town while we are deploying our manpower! They don't even spare the children!"

"These beasts..."

"..."

Continuous sounds came from the walkie-talkie. Wang Jincheng was stepping on a flying boulder and passing through the air. His thick black hair was fluttering in the wind, but his brows were frowning more and more.

Wuji Realm’s move was beyond everyone’s expectations.

When others went to war, they deployed their troops and arranged their battle formations, concentrated their fighting power as much as possible, captured cities and conquered the enemy first…but not only did the Wuji Realm not do that, but it dispersed all its manpower, attacked a large number of towns at the same time, and carried out large-scale massacres.

Although Fu Sheng Hui's manpower was prepared in advance, there were not many of them. It was impossible to be stationed in every town. Even if they rushed to intercept after Wuji Realm took action, in just ten minutes, they had already lost ten people. Several towns were reduced to wasteland.

These guys are not here to capture the city at all... They have only one goal, massacre!

Wherever the Wuji Realm passes, almost no one is left alive, and even complete corpses are difficult to find. The large-scale destruction capability of Wu Shendao is fully demonstrated on the battlefield.

"The Eighth will go to Meilong Town immediately, and the West will continue to move forward. Architects No. 011, 013, and 018 are now moving to the northeast. A group of manpower from the Witchcraft Association is about to arrive in Lian Town..."

"Wang Jincheng, go to Xuezhen immediately."

The voice of the Second Hall came from the intercom, calmly planning everyone's movements.

The world of mortals is too big, and the cities and towns are distributed like stars. If the Second Hall does not use its authority to overlook the overall situation, the situation will only become more chaotic... But under the "full picture view" of the second hall, all the combat power of the world of mortals He rushed to various battlefields in an orderly manner, hoping to intercept everyone in the Wuji Realm before the second wave of massacre began.

Wang Jincheng looked down at the earth and saw that the town not far away had been reduced to a sea of ​​flames. The blazing flames were reflected in his pupils, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Then, as if he had caught something, his eyes turned to a long embankment on the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

At this time, on the long embankment, a figure wearing a black robe was walking slowly towards the next town. He seemed to have noticed Wang Jincheng's gaze, and raised his head to lock the boulder in the sky.

Wang Jincheng jumped down from the boulder, like a meteor falling into the sky, and smashed a gap in the causeway!

Dust was flying around Wang Jincheng. He slowly stood up on the long embankment. The next moment, a seventh-level pressure hit his face from the black robe!

"...It seems like bad luck."