I'm not a drama god

At the defense line where Huaimang was located, all the disasters seemed to have received some kind of signal and charged forward fearlessly like crazy. For a moment, the connections between the Tantric members who were charging at the front were cut off, and they were like dead leaves scattered by a rolling torrent, swaying unsteadily.

"This is……"

Tian Huai, who was overlooking the situation from a high place, immediately noticed something wrong with this line of defense.

In his vision, the originally disorganized attack of the Illusion Mountain Range suddenly changed as if someone else was in charge, and it changed its original casual and loose manner, and rushed towards the flattest direction like thunder!

wrong!

Tian Huai immediately looked up and saw that a white-haired monkey had appeared in the sky on the other side of the False Mountain Range.

There was nothing special about the monkey, and its aura was only at the seventh level. However, its eyes, which were originally full of primitive aura, were now occupied by two messy lines, as if another existence had occupied its mind and was commanding the entire Illusion Mountain Range.

"A bunch of useless people with nothing but skin and no brains... and I have to personally command them."

The monkey snorted coldly, and the invisible storm of thoughts swept outward again, instantly imprinting the direction that each disaster needed to rush into their minds. The entire huge wave of disasters seemed to be moved by a big hand and was completely mobilized!

Is it a false disaster?

No, that's not right...

Tian Huai seemed to realize something, and a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand without hesitation, and two coffins carrying the [Tian Gang] puppets shot out towards the direction of the monkey!

No matter what, we cannot allow that monkey to continue to command the Illusion Mountain Range!

But before the two coffins could get close to the monkey, a gray afterimage flashed past the monkey's side at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye. It was like a cruise missile traveling at nearly the speed of light, smashing the two coffins and the puppets inside into pieces!

It was a tiny grey sparrow, emitting a terrifying eighth-order aura. It was one of the eighth-order disasters that had been hiding at the end of the wave and watching...

Those eighth-level disasters seemed to have received instructions from the monkeys and began to approach the front line.

"You're smart to know that you have to deal with me first... But do you have what it takes?"

The monkey glanced at the locust tree in the distance and sneered.

Tian Huai's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

During the time that Tian Huai was delayed, the large-scale wave of disasters had torn a gap in the defense line that had not yet reacted. Countless disasters simultaneously passed through the edge of the Xuanyu Realm, trampled the fences to pieces, and roared towards the city within the realm.

The roads were trampled into mud by the disaster, and the wheat fields were smashed into messy ruins;

"Damn it!" Huai Mang was dragged down by endless disasters. The attacks from all directions made him extremely exhausted. He was unable to stop more disasters and could only watch them rush into the realm.

The outline of the city was getting closer and closer in the eyes of Disaster, and bursts of exclamations sounded from the nearby villages!

"Is it an earthquake?"

"It's the disaster that's coming!!!"

“Run! Run!!”

"..."

Village after village was shattered by the disaster. Just as the numerous disasters were about to tear the screaming people into pieces, a helpless sigh sounded from the void.

The waking lion pendant sways silently;

Next second,

A huge lion burning with colorful flames rushed out from nowhere. Its mountain-like body knocked the disaster in the front dozens of meters away. Then it turned its head and bit the man-eating disasters, tearing them into pieces!

This scene directly frightened the people around the village. They looked at the burning lion in front of them with shock and doubt, and for a moment they were not sure whether this was a disaster or not.

But for some reason, the flames emanating from the waking lion did not make them feel afraid. Instead, they felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

The awakened lion glanced at the surviving people, then turned to face the front and let out a loud lion roar!

Roar--! ! !

This is the best direction to break out that he calculated based on divination.

The moment the lion roared, a figure wrapped in bandages appeared like a ghost in the surging waves of disaster, with long white hair like a waterfall dancing in the dusty wind. He gently opened his mouth and spit out a small ring from his throat.

He put the ring on his finger and said calmly:

"Betting wins."

Black curse lines quickly took shape at Jiang Xiaohua's fingertips, and an invisible ripple swept out in all directions. Any disaster that touched the ripple began to turn an unnatural black color, and the surface of the skin became visibly ulcerated and swollen!

Their bodies swayed slightly as they ran, and their skin split right down the middle, and they fell to the ground like rags.

Jiang Xiaohua walked calmly among these festering skins, the bandages on her skin fluttering, as if she was incompatible with all the filth and pain here...

He took two steps and suddenly turned back.

"Cube, this is the direction, right?"

"..." The burning awakening lion raised its head speechlessly, motioning him to look forward.

"Didn't you see that Spade has rushed so far ahead? Even if it's not this direction, this is the only direction we can go."

……

"quick!"

"Faster!!"

"Get out of here and protect the people!!"

Huai Mang's eyes were red, and he kept roaring amid the surging waves of disaster. Blood flowed slowly from his seven orifices, as if he had exerted his brain power to the extreme.

In his bloody vision, countless figures were constantly fighting with the disasters around him, especially the old man holding the sword. The sword in his hand had left countless afterimages, and his figure was a little erratic.

Huai Mang's brain power has almost reached its limit. He is constantly forcing himself to unleash his potential, trying to force his way out of here!

But even so, he still seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward at all in the wave of disaster.

at this time,

A figure appeared silently beside him.

Huai Mang's red eyes flashed instantly, and the old man holding the sword instinctively dodged to his side and was about to chop at the man with his sword...

But the man seemed to be able to sense the old man's murderous intent. He calmly raised his hand and easily clamped the sword in mid-air with his index and middle fingers.

The old man holding the sword was stunned.

Huai Mang was also stunned.

"Tsk... Why are you pushing yourself so hard at such a young age?" Jian Changsheng shrugged.

"You...are you?"

Huai Mang frowned in confusion, as if he didn't understand why Jian Changsheng appeared here.

Jian Changsheng casually pushed away the sword of the old man holding the sword, and slowly reached his hand to his lower back. The breeze blew across the hem of his leather jacket, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay..."

"That's not how you use a sword."