I'm not a drama god

boom--! ! !

The giant dust dragon that covered the sky and the sun seemed to be trampled by an invisible force in an instant, and was smashed from the sky into the ravine-like ground!

Countless giant pieces of rubble splashed from the earth like fountains, roaring air waves swept across the world, and scorching red flames rolled from the place where the giant dragon fell. The destructive power brought by this blow was no less than that of a large meteorite hitting the earth!

Su Zhiwei's training clothes were blown by the strong wind. She looked at the red umbrella "figure" in the sky and frowned tightly...

"Why is there another world destroyer here?" Wuji Jun, covered in blood, looked extremely ugly.

Su Zhiwei glanced at the battlefield over there for a few times, then retracted his gaze and snorted coldly:

"The dragon is restrained... Now, who else can help you?"

She clenched her fists and rushed towards Wuji Jun like an unstoppable white bullet!

Simultaneously,

A devastating dragon breath pierced through the flying dust, and the tip of the pen rushed towards the "human" figure in the sky!

Faced with this sudden destructive attack, the "human" figure did not try to dodge, but waved the red paper umbrella in his hand towards the dragon's breath...

The moment the world-destroying dragon breath was about to touch the "human" figure, it was as if forcibly denied and transformed into countless pieces of red umbrella paper, which rolled past its body and then fell from the sky like a grand red paper rain!

A breath of dragon had no effect, the roar of the dust dragon resounded through the sky, it flapped its skeletal wings, and its huge body soared into the air!

As the frequency of the dragon wings flapped higher and higher, terrifying wind pressure gathered around the battlefield, like a super tornado with a radius of tens of kilometers, trapping it and the "human" figure inside!

Stab-prick-

Blue lightning moved on the outer wall of the tornado. As sand, gravel and soil were drawn into the wind pressure wall, the field of vision became increasingly opaque, like a wall that blocked all order and laws, and even light could not penetrate it.

The space was torn apart by the surging wind pressure wall. Inside the tornado, a super-large wind tunnel leading to an unknown place quickly formed above their heads...

Under the rolling hurricane, all the matter inside the tornado was swallowed into the wind tunnel, including the earth, rocks, and even the air... Through the connection point of the wind tunnel, you can vaguely see the appearance of the other end of the space, which looks like an endless wilderness.

That is the main venue for eliminating disasters!

Under the influence of the wind tunnel, the "human" figure holding the paper umbrella was not spared, and floated to the other end of the wind tunnel above Fuyao's head... But it did not seem to be panicked at all. Instead, it casually crossed its legs in the air, holding the umbrella with one hand and supporting its chin with the other hand, and its pair of crescent-shaped playful eyes overlooked the dust dragon.

Its figure was eventually sucked into the wind tunnel and disappeared without a trace!

Seeing this, the Dust Dragon flapped its huge skeleton wind wings again and flew into the super-large wind tunnel...

As the dust dragon left, the entire wind pressure wall began to collapse. Just as the wind tunnel was about to close, a black shadow surrounded by the aura of the God of War quickly swept through the void and crashed into the wind tunnel!

After three figures entered in succession, the hurricane that oppressed the heaven and earth finally dissipated, and the devastated gray world returned to its original appearance. Xi Zai, Mao Zai, and Hei Mou all disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

……

"Where...did they go?"

Inside the magic hat, the Nine of Hearts spoke in confusion.

"...I don't know, but it's a good thing that they're gone." Plum Blossom J said in a deep voice, "If the battle between two world-destroying realms involves the Red Dust Realm, we won't even have a chance to escape."

"What about the Six of Hearts? He ran away with Xizai. Can he come back?"

"Didn't he swear that nothing would happen to him? It shouldn't be a big problem, right?" The Nine of Hearts pondered for a moment, "Compared to him, the Six of Spades is probably the one we should be most worried about..."

"This generation of newcomers is really more troublesome than the last."

As the "human" figure left, the Red Dust Realm regained its color. Plum Blossom J waved his magic hat and released the other members.

There was no massacre by the Witch Association, no trace of the silver monster, no battle between the Nine Lords, and no pressure of annihilation...

The world of mortals finally gained a brief peace.

"call……"

The 9 of Hearts sighed.

"The war has been going on for so long that I almost forgot what this place was supposed to be like."

"No matter what it was like in the past, it can't go back to the past now." Bai Ye raised his head and looked at the huge figure outside the sky. "Besides, now is not the time to relax... The culprit of this war has not been dealt with yet."

"With Wuji Jun's current state, it should be impossible for him to defeat Hongchen Jun, right?"

"That's natural...but that's not the point."

"Then what's the problem?"

"Don't forget, even if Wuji Jun launched a realm war, he is still Wuji Jun, and his realm still protects millions of people in Wuji Realm... Therefore, even if only one soul clone dies, it will cause the Wuji Realm to shrink by nearly half... Have you forgotten the Aurora Realm at that time?"

Everyone looked as if they remembered something and their faces became serious.

At that time in the Aurora Realm, the Aurora Lord's condition was reduced, causing the outer aurora to dissipate, and hundreds of thousands of people in the seven regions were all buried in the Gray Realm... and the incarnation of the Wuji Lord here carried nearly half of his soul. Once he died here, the casualties in the Wuji Realm would be counted in the millions.

The Wuji Realm did start a realm war, but that was the decision of Wuji Jun and the Witchcraft Association, and ordinary people in the realm were innocent... If it is not handled properly, human casualties in this realm war will reach five million, which will be a heavy blow to the entire human race.

"What should we do? We can't just let Wuji go like this, right?" asked Block 10 with a frown.

"...I believe that Hongchen Jun has his own choice."

……

boom--! !

In the raging sea of ​​fire, an embarrassed figure flew out backwards!

Su Zhiwei used her jade hands to push away the flames, and with a light hook of her fingertips, the surging flames were shattered into countless "strings", which condensed into seven more than two-meter-long multi-energy light spikes in the void, shooting out from her side one after another!

Ode! Ode! Ode! Ode!

These light spikes instantly penetrated the void of several miles and pierced through the figure of Wuji Jun in mid-air. His five limbs were nailed to a cliff in the Gray Realm, like a puppet that had no power to resist.

Wuji Jun's silver body was already in pieces. He gritted his teeth and looked towards the Red Dust Realm...

Brand is dead, and millions of souls have disappeared without a trace. He can no longer wait for the Philosopher's Stone, and almost all the members of the Witchcraft Association have been wiped out. He no longer has any chance of turning the situation around.

In this realm war, he had lost everything.

"Do you have any last words?" Su Zhiwei walked slowly towards them, holding a halberd in his hand and stepping into the void.