The month-long break passed quickly, and Shang Biao woke up violently in his private theater.

The cold sweat on his forehead kept dripping, it was another nightmare, he basically hadn't slept well in the past half a month, and after closing his eyes, it was the people he had killed who came to seek revenge.

Initially in a state of bad luck, he went from a 50 percent success rate to a few days later. Immediately after that, he even went mad a few times in meditation and qi practice, but fortunately he recovered in time in the theater, but this also made him dare not do any more cultivation.

Even sleeping has become a luxury now, but this kind of life has finally come to an end.

Today is the start time of his fourth film, whether it is life or death, you can see it.

"Announcement: The film "Killing Gods" will start in ten minutes, please get ready!"

Shang Biao simply washed his face with cold water, his brain returned to calm, although his face was still tired, but his eyes were blazing and he had adjusted his state to the best.

When the time came, Shang Biao appeared on a stone-paved street, lined with low-rise wooden houses, decorated in what style seems to be from a certain period of time in the ancient Wa Kingdom.

The doors of the wooden houses are closed, and the windows do not show a single gap, so that people can't see the scene inside.

The cold moonlight shone like day, and the debris scattered on the ground was blown and rolled around, making strange noises.

The whole world is like a ghost town, full of dead silence, and there is not a trace of the existence of living people.

Film: "Killing the Gods"

Difficulty: 9 stars

Time: Warring States period

Location: Kyoto

Background: This is an era of tyrannical monsters, because of the continuous wars in the world, many people have died of hunger and war, and the resentment of the dead shook the heavens and the earth, so that the number of demons and monsters increased suddenly.

In order to deal with the demons and monsters that mutilate humans, the onmyoji of the manipulative god and the samurai with the blood of the yokai came into being.

After countless years of fighting demons, the Twelve Divine Families and the Four Samurai Organizations have gradually formed among the human race, and they work together to guard the world that belongs to humans.

Gradually, the demons ceased to appear during the day, and the night became a forbidden area for humans.

Humans and demons seem to have reached a tacit understanding after a long battle, and each occupies half of the world.

Main quest 1: Ask the actors to survive until the return conditions are released!

Main quest 2: Choose the Twelve-style God Family or a samurai organization with more than 100 people and become one of them.

Main quest 3: Obtain one of the twelve gods, or implant the bloodline of a demon god.

Note: There is no Taoism-related record in the history of the world in this plot, and the power of Taoist professional skills will be reduced by 90%, and some professional props will not be available.

"Goo-doo, goo-doo~"

At the end of the protection, the sound of boiling water suddenly appeared, Shang Biao turned around according to the sound, and found a bunch of broken teapots, pots and pans and other household utensils behind him.

These common artifacts collide with each other as if they have life, appearing in droves on the streets.

"You have been impregnated by the power of assimilation in the Instrument Realm, and if you cannot leave the Artifact Realm after dawn, you will be assimilated into artifacts and remain in the Artifact Realm forever."

It seems that he found the breath of Shang Biao, and the broken teapot led by a burst of boiling water spewed out with white gas, Shang Biao retreated and dodged, and after the boiling water fell to the ground, the bluestone on the ground was corroded like pouring sulfuric acid.

A chopstick grazed Shang Biao's sleeve robe and flew by, bringing up a trace of bright red blood, and the pots and pans on the street were stimulated by the blood, and all of them rushed towards him for a while.

The originally flexible Bagua Step of King Wen was like a quagmire, and it was difficult to move, otherwise the chopsticks just now would not have hurt him at all.

Shang Biao can be regarded as what is the effect after the Taoist professional skills prompted by the theater are sealed by 90%, which really does not give people a little way to live.

The big foot wearing military boots kicked the ground, and Shang Biao didn't use any gangbu skills, so he fled for his life.

Fortunately, his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, especially after the thunder tribulation refinement, he is no less than ordinary actors who specialize in close combat.

After bursting out at full speed, he gradually shook off the pile of pots and pans.

The surrounding scenery gradually darkened, the bright moon disappeared, and gray powder began to fall from the sky for some reason.

"Ahhh~"

The powder fell on Shang Biao's body and burned a trace of white mist, and the evil power contained in his body took the initiative to extract mana to resist the invasion of gray powder.

"The power of assimilation accelerates, and in an hour you will be assimilated by the Instrument Realm, please leave the Instrument Realm as soon as possible!"

Shang Biao hurriedly stuffed a mana recovery pill into his mouth, he had already tried to take out the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, but found that they could only be used as crutches, and they couldn't activate the abilities attached to the banners at all.

The power of punishing evil gradually weakened, and Shang Biao's muscles began to harden, revealing fine lines like broken porcelain.

There is no one in ten of his own abilities, and assistants such as the ghost boy are powerless to do anything about the current situation, and Shang Biao is almost driven to a dead end.

In this endless gray world, Shang Biao couldn't see any way out at all.

I can only gamble, hoping that the gods are worthy of the price they paid.

The residual mana poured into the vertical lines of his eyebrows, like mud and stone entering the sea, only making the three colored lines shimmer.

As a last resort, Shang Biao simply let go of the restriction and allowed the divine eye activated by the mana to extract his vitality.

I saw that his body instantly dried up, like a weathered corpse.

A flash of light flashed, and the three-colored Heavenly Replenishing Divine Flame poured out from the god's eyes, the flames grew from small to large, and the dust falling from the sky seemed to have become an excellent accelerant.

Shang Biao moved his body with difficulty and threw himself into the blazing flames.

Freedom in the fire, one of the five supernatural powers of the divine eye, the theater did not determine that the divine eye is an exclusive prop for the Taoist profession.

It's true, there is no restriction on professions in the information of the divine purpose, as long as it can be repaired, no matter what profession it is, it can be combined to use the five supernatural powers.

Shang Biao in the flame kept stuffing energy bars into his mouth, and he prepared a lot of this kind of food with small size and big effect, in order to use the special effect of the Heavenly Flame Flame.

A bundle of energy bars entered his stomach, and Shang Biao's body, which was originally like a dried corpse, gradually filled up again.

The divine flame gradually spread, as if it was about to burn this strange world to the ground.

The pots and pans that were chasing Shang Biao also arrived at this time, and they watched as the divine flames stained the fastest chopsticks at the front, turning their companions into nothingness.

The big teapot with its simple wisdom was the first to escape, and the rest of the pots and bowls also instinctively panicked, and then dispersed in a hurry.

Shang Biao sat quietly in the flames, he knew that the death calamity broke out, and he would definitely not be so safe tonight.

ps: I'm sorry, Lao Diao missed the appointment, yesterday the plan was very good, who knew that he was called to a meeting to study halfway. I owe one chapter, and try to make up for it in the past two days.