I'm not a drama god

boom--! ! !

Black thunder streaked across the sky, and earth-shattering explosions rang out!

A black shadow fell like a cannonball, smashing a barren hill into pieces, then slammed into the hard earth, sending dust flying all over the sky.

At the edge of the clouds in the sky, a man in white looked like a god descending from heaven, looking down coldly at the ruins of the dusty hill.

"...This time, you won't die??"

Lu Liangren raised the eight-foot ink pen in his hand and waved it rapidly in the void. It was like Fang Tian's painted halberd dancing in the wind. The afterimages of the ink were scattered around him in a crazy way.

The ink seemed to have soaked into the thin drawing paper, instantly dyeing the sky black, as if layers of thunderclouds were piled up together, and a terrifying sense of oppression descended upon the world!

"Destroy."

As Lu Liangren read out one word, one hundred and eight ink thunders swung out afterimages and fell rapidly from the piled thunder clouds, like the thunder god descending the world-destroying scepter in anger, crazily destroying the center of the hill ruins!

dong dong dong dong-

The gullies in the earth became deeper and deeper under the lightning strike, and the aftermath of the impact almost erased all the surrounding terrain. The bombardment lasted for more than half a minute before the loud noise that almost tore the eardrums gradually subsided.

When the wandering Mo Lei gradually dispersed, the original earth had disappeared, replaced by a vast ocean of ink... At this moment, in the center of the ocean, a fragmented body was gently swaying with the waves.

Lu Liangren's chest rose and fell violently, and his face turned a little pale...

This series of skills consumed a lot of his mental energy, but according to the destructive power he just released, other Shintos of the same level should be seriously injured even if they don't die, but Brand...

Brand was indeed seriously injured, seriously injured and close to death.

Just like the previous eight times.

Brand floated on the ink painting like a corpse. The next moment, an alchemical array extended from his flesh and blood. The densely packed arteries and veins seemed to come alive, interweaving into complex and mysterious patterns. Steaming water mist rose from under him...

In this mist, wisps of electric light wandered, and Brand's incomplete limbs regrown with blood and flesh, and he stood up staggeringly from the surface of the ink.

"It hurts... I feel like I'm dead again." Brand looked at his body and grinned in pain.

Lu Liangren held an eight-foot ink pen in his hand and slowly floated down from the air. He tapped his toes lightly on the surface of the ink, causing ripples... He looked at Brand's intact body, his expression extremely ugly.

"What kind of monster are you?"

"I'm not a monster, I'm a human being." Brand smiled and shrugged, "It's just that I'm proficient in some human body refining...converting water molecules in the air into flesh and blood cells."

"No matter how fast you can turn, your mental strength has a limit." Lu Liangren took a deep breath, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes again.

"If I hurt you enough times, you will still die."

The smile on Brand's lips gradually faded away. He squinted at Lu Liangren and said sadly:

"Oh? Then you come and give it a try... will you be exhausted first, or will I be killed first?"

Lu Liangren clenched the eight-foot ink brush tightly. Just as he was about to make a move, a huge millstone made up of hundreds of geometric shapes suddenly appeared in the void above Brand, and in the blink of an eye, Brand's body was drawn into it!

boom--! ! !

The ink ocean surged violently, and Brand's painful wails sounded underwater, as if he was experiencing inhuman suffering.

Lu Liangren was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw a blank photo frame floating in the air, with the abstract faces of the Second Hall slowly outlined in it...

"You are quite arrogant." The Second Hall snorted coldly, "I want to see how many times you can be killed."

"Have you solved it over there?" Surprise flashed in Lu Liangren's eyes.

"solved."

As soon as the Second Hall finished speaking, two figures fell from the sky onto the vast ocean of ink. One of them had a huge colorful paint tray on his back, and the other had comic special effects floating on his body. Two seventh-level pressures descended at the same time.

The Western Hall, the Eighth Hall.

"Two of the Wuji Realm's western seventh rank were killed, one was seriously injured, and one was trapped." The second hall overlooked the surging ink, "Now... the only thing missing is this culprit."

"These guys from the Witchcraft Association really can't help but beat them," Yang Mudog said, raising his chin.

Dixi Diantang glanced at him and said nothing.

A huge alchemical array opened at the bottom of the ink ocean, and then a hideous gap was broken in the surging sea water, and a giant flesh and blood arm roared out from below!

There was no skin on the surface of this arm, only scarlet flesh and bones exuding a faint vapor. The clenched fist was as huge as a mountain, blocking out the sky and the sun.

As the flesh and blood fist slowly spread out, Brand, who was covered in blood, weakly knelt half in the palm of his hand and cursed:

"You Fushenghui are attacking by surprise and bullying the weak with your numbers. You are so shameless!"

"No matter how shameless we are, we will never massacre civilians." Dixi Palace said coldly, "And you... you are a truly shameless beast."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Second Hall, the Third Hall, the Western Hall, and the Eighth Hall attacked at the same time, like a stream of light from the west rushing into the sky, and the earth-shaking pressure intertwined and pressed towards Brand!

Although Brand was only at level eight, he still had no power to fight back under the combined siege of two level eights and two level sevens.

His body looked like a kite with its strings broken, and he was flying around in the air. His body formed a formation and was running wildly. He was unable to keep up with the speed at which his body was being destroyed. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death in just three minutes. Six times, he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Like killing civilians?"

boom--!

Lu Liangren penetrated his abdomen with one stroke, and the aftermath of the shock tore almost all of his internal organs.

"Want to refine the Philosopher's Stone?"

The abstract face of the Second Hall was outlined from nothingness, and a pair of octagons rolled over him like gears, twisting his bones and the space into pieces.

"Do you really think that my mortal realm... is deserted?"

The Western Hall and the Eighth Hall attacked at the same time, pressing down Brand's left and right eyes with their two palms, and suddenly exerted force!

boom--! !

Brand's body was embedded in the earth again.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Brand fell to his knees and coughed violently. Every time he coughed, a large amount of blood clots were spit out. The scene was shocking.

His mental strength has reached its limit and can no longer support more human transformation... If he continues like this, he will really die here.

The West Palace slowly walks up from the vast ocean of ink and wash. They carry the anger of the world of mortals and represent the highest combat power of floating paintings in this era.

Yang Muquan from the Eighth Hall walked straight up to him, holding Brand's head tightly with his hand flashing with comic special effects...

"Are you ready to die?"

"You...can't kill me." Brand said hoarsely.

"At this moment, you still think we can't kill you?"

"You can't kill me!" Brand smiled. He opened his bloody mouth full of broken teeth and repeated firmly, "That man can give up on anyone...but he won't. Let me die."

Hearing these words, everyone in the West Palace frowned at the same time.

Yang Muquan's eyes flashed, and he was about to crush Brand's head when a blinding light suddenly burst out from before his eyes, bringing with it a heart-pounding light and heat... like a burning sun.