"Immediately! Retreat! Retreat!"

This sound made everyone drunk drunkenly.

What puzzled him the most was the frightened expression Feng Yujin showed.

This is the Holy Emperor!

What is he afraid of?

When he met the Eight Masters that day, Feng Yujin didn't show such fear, right?

At this point, Jin Ren realized that things might not be as simple as he imagined, and that Feng Yujin could lose his composure...

He looked back at the entrance of the corridor that had been chopped into pieces by several knives, and thought that he had cut into the Ranming ruins just before he was so mad with the desire to kill.

Dying Ming Ruins?

The guiding power from the slaying priest Ran Ming?

"Let's go!" Jinren shouted loudly and ran faster than Feng Yujin.

"Take me with you!" Feng Yujin almost collapsed. No matter how fast he was, he could not teleport through space faster. "Go directly out of the Black Water Stream and out of the Secret Realm of Four Symbols!"

"Are you crazy? I have to leave the Black Water Stream and the Forbidden Magic Barrier before I can take you!"

"...Then let's get out of the Blackwater Stream first."

Feng Yujin's heart felt cold as he carried the man on his shoulders.

As the Holy Emperor, how could I miscalculate such small details?

With one hand he was not crazy, praying desperately that this person would not die suddenly, and with the other hand he was holding the God-Slaying Order tightly.

The power of the Holy Emperor was almost unable to suppress the God-Slaying Order at this moment.

The token, which was half a man's height, was desperately rushing towards the Ranming ruins, trying to get away.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two figures flew past the corridor entrance of Ranming Ruins, broke free of the restraints, and rushed into the Black Water Stream.

Rising, rising, rising...

For the two of them, the distance of a thousand feet can only be reached in an instant.

On the way to "escape", Jinren couldn't bear it anymore and chose the fastest way to communicate via voice transmission:

"Why are we running?"

"The power of guidance is definitely the legacy of the God-killing Priest, and now it has been discovered by this emperor!" Feng Yujin's response seemed a bit misleading.

"Why are we running?" Although no one dared to talk nonsense, they just repeated the question.

"The power of guidance that was discovered will either disappear or become stronger! And if the God-Slaying Order is really recalled by him, wouldn't this be the same as entering the Void Island?" Feng Yujin's face showed the fear of being dominated.

A nightmare that he couldn't bear to look back on.

"So, why are we running?"

"Rebellion!" Feng Yujin finally got to the point:

"I originally didn't have time to explain it to you, but the less I want to say it, the more I have to explain it to you."

"Xu Xiaoshou, remember, the best way to fight against the 'power of guidance' is to 'disobey'."

Rebellion... Jiren was thoughtful and felt that all his ideas were clear: "So, you originally wanted to kill Wei Kuang, but now you can't kill him?"

"right!"

"If I want to stay there, I have to make a 'rebellious' move and choose to leave? But I'm not crazy, either?"

"right!"

"Then I just wanted to blow myself up..." Jinren suddenly remembered something.

When Feng Yujin heard the sound, his palms holding the small copper stove went cold. He glanced at Xu Xiaoshou as if he was looking at a madman.

You are fucking sick!

Why do you want to commit suicide for no reason?

"How long has it been and you are still joking with me?"

Feng Yujin almost didn't hit Wei Kuang with one hand, but he suppressed his first thought.

He felt some itching on his forehead and wanted to push the messy hair behind his ears. He suddenly suppressed the impulse and tightened the struggling God-killing Order tightly.

"I'm not kidding, I really wanted to commit suicide just now. If I hadn't been afraid that you wouldn't be able to defeat me..." Jinren was still saying.

Feng Yujin was going crazy and couldn't understand Xu Xiaoshou's brain circuit at all.

Life is so beautiful!

"No matter what you are thinking about now, don't do it immediately!" he scolded angrily, "Kill all your thoughts! Including every smallest thought - even stroking your hair!"

Jinren didn't want to touch his hair at first, but when he heard the sound, he thought he might have flown too fast. His cheek was scratched a little itchy, so he stretched out his hand to scratch it and smoothed his hair by the way.

His hands were fixed on his ears.

Feng Yujin truly deserves to be the Holy Emperor. His self-control is so good that he suppressed a series of curse words that he almost blurted out, and suppressed them into one sentence: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight..."

"That's right!" Jin Ren suddenly thought of something, "What if our thoughts of 'rebellion' are also part of the guiding power of Priest Killer?"

Feng Yujin froze on the spot.

The world seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. Feng Yujin seemed to have an overloaded pig's brain, and gray smoke came out of his head.

After a pause, he couldn't hold himself any longer and roared:

"From now on, shut up for me!!!"

…

Black mist shrouded the Blackwater Stream.

Beibei was holding her sword case when she suddenly felt uncomfortable, a sudden discomfort.

With just a frown, she saw the black water below break open and two figures rush out.

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

"That woman?"

Beibei's pupils tightened.

What did she see?

The battle ended so quickly. Senior Wei Kuang was already dead, and his body fell into the hands of that woman?

"Where to run?"

He didn't want to think too much about whether he was alone and whether he was a match for the man and woman opposite him.

Beibei patted the sword box and followed his heart's first choice.

She was humiliated by Xu Xiaoshou who had tea thrown in her face on the high cliff. Now that old and new hatreds have broken out, how could she let her go?

"Request support!"

After the news came out on the Tianzhu channel, without waiting for a reply, the coffin-like sword box opened wide.

"boom!"

Astonishing sword intent burst out, and dazzling golden light bloomed from the sword box.

Bei Bei's fleshy cheeks trembled when the sword energy swept away, and his white clothes were dyed golden. Even the tea stains on his clothes that were barely washed into light yellow by water became noble at this time.

In an instant, her temperament completely changed, like a queen wearing an invisible crown. Her eyes were gone from the former liveliness and cuteness to ruthlessness and indifference.

"The Emperor's Sword is the only one!"

There was a clang and the sound of swords sounded.

Black mist rolled between the cliffs and crawled to the ground.

The black water stream exploded with waves, and everyone was trembling with fear.

A touch of gold shot out of the sky, swallowed the essence of heaven and earth, turned into the shadow of an illusory emperor, and merged into Beibei's soul.

At the same time, behind Beibei was a shadowy figure with a sword that was taller than her.

She slowly reached out to her shoulder and held it gently.

"Buzz!"

The sword intentions from all directions trembled together, and the long sword finally solidified and took on a majestic appearance.

This sword is extremely long, with a jet black hilt, golden patterns on the sword grid, and an angry eye carved on it, showing its solemnity and majesty.

The sword has eight sides and is thicker than an ordinary sword. In addition to the dark silver tip of the sword, there are black gold dragon patterns on the four sides in the middle. It has the dignity of an emperor and is full of frightening murderous intent.

Beibei holds the Emperor Sword in his hand, and his eyes are even more noble, as if he has the power of life and death for everyone in this world.

She could only pull out the imperial sword, spin it in the air, press the hilt of the sword with both hands, and hold it in front of her.
To be continued...