The young man's face is stern and old, like the snow that never melts all year round, giving people a feeling of indifference, alienation, and superiority.
The eyebrows and eyes that are as sharp as blades shoot out an icy cold light, making people unable to help but retreat three feet to avoid being affected by the cold air.
"Shen Yu?"
Today's Shen Yu looks to be eighteen or nineteen years old, his eyebrows are knitted together, as if something is weighing on his mind.
Behind Shen Yu was a young man wearing a blue robe, holding a spear and looking anxious. He was the Shen Shui whom Wen Yi had seen before.
"I will die if he wants me to die?"
Shen Yu suddenly stopped and turned around and asked himself:
"If you want your ministers to die, they must die. Who made such ridiculous remarks?
Why did the Dog Emperor want me to die? He gave birth to me but never raised me for a day.
But I want to sacrifice my life for his immortality, which is ridiculous and ridiculous."
From his words, I could vaguely hear that the old emperor wanted Shen Yu's life to extend his own.
"Your Highness, it's actually not that serious." Shen Shui's sunny face was also filled with sorrow, "Feng Jianyue has a eloquent tongue. He will definitely be able to persuade your Majesty, and your Majesty will take back his life."
Kazamazuki?
The country of Sishui, the teacher of Fengjianyue.
Didn't Shen Yu have no contact with him forever and had a deep hatred? How could the two of them be together?
Judging from Shen Shui's tone, Feng Jianyue seems to be a follower of Shen Yu.
"I will not put my life in the hands of others." A thick bloody mist appeared under Shen Yu's feet:
"If the emperor wants to take my life, I will kill him. If the subjects of the Surabaya Kingdom want my life, then I will massacre the entire Surabaya Kingdom."
The young man's cold tone contained no emotion.
Shen Shui was frightened when he heard that, "Your Highness wants to do whatever he wants. All the ministers will support you and I will follow you, but please think twice."
"Think twice about what? Think twice with my life?" Shen Yu raised a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth:
"Tell those princes and princesses who want to force me, if anyone says one more word, I will kill him."
He cultivated the ruthless killing sword, which can kill three corpses and seven emotions and six desires.
He has no family, and his only friends are Shen Shui and the others.
Shen Yu did not pin all his hopes for life on Feng Jianyue.
Wen Yi heard the conversation between the two from a distance and felt that Shen Yu had gone crazy.
If you kill your own relatives, you will be criticized and reviled by everyone in the world.
Judging from Shen Yu's experiences during his childhood, his royal brothers and sisters were not economical lamps.
Thermometer can understand.
Ever since her cultivation reached the Golden Core realm, she felt that she had become indifferent to all emotions.
Wen Yi was about to step forward to stop him when suddenly he felt a thick fog appear, and then the scene changed again.
The shrill cries, painful wails, and raging fire turned this place into a hell on earth.
The scarlet blood water dyed the entire moat red as if it were surging magma, and thousands of corpses were floating on the river.
The air is filled with the strong smell of blood, and even if you are in the illusion thermometer, you can feel the frightening uneasiness and despair.
"His Royal Highness, please ascend!"
"Your Highness, please ascend quickly!"
"If you don't ascend for one day, we will be trapped in this hell on earth and never be reincarnated... Your Highness, please have mercy on us and ascend..."
The sky reflected the color of blood.
Wen Yi looked up at the sky and saw Shen Yu floating in midair indifferently.
He held a long sword dripping with blood in his palm, and his whole body looked like a statue of a god placed on a shrine, without any emotion.
When Shen Yu looked at everyone, there was no compassion in his eyes, but instead they were filled with endless resentment and anger.
"Forcing me, you are forcing me again." Shen Yu's voice was filled with sadness.
His eyes were red, the hand holding the sword was trembling crazily, and there were mountains of corpses in the sea of blood beneath his feet:
"Fifteen years ago you forced me to leave the cold palace. Ten years ago you forced me to kill the emperor, kill my clan relatives, kill my relatives and friends, and let me cut off my bloodline.
Now you are forcing me to ascend with the righteousness of the world.
You want me to ascend so much, why don't you come?
Because you are ordinary people.
Because you listened to slander.
Because you don't know the difference between loyalty and treachery.
Because you listen and believe.
I won’t ascend today!”
Shen Yu pointed his sword at the sky, "Since you used my life to force me to ascend, then we can all go to hell together and die together!"
The violent murderous intent condensed into a terrifying tornado of murderous intent around Shen Yu.
The tornado is like an exposed dragon, roaring towards the earth...
Blood light shot into the sky, murderous intent filled the air, and a thick blood-colored fog enveloped Wen Yi.
She felt the frightening killing intent and shivered involuntarily, and it took a long time before she opened her eyes again.
"Wen Yi, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Yu's voice rang in his ears, pulling Wen Yi out of the illusion.
"It's okay." Wen Yi shook his head, "I think we should be able to leave the ruins of the War of Gods by following this river."
Obviously ascension is the dream of all monks, but in the illusion, Shen Yu has no thoughts about ascension, and even hates it.
Historical records record that Shen Yu massacred millions of people in Surabaya in order to ascend.
But from the illusion, it seemed that millions of people were forcing Shen Yu to die.
"You are right. When people go to higher places, water flows to lower places. If you go all the way down the river, you will definitely find an exit." Fu Yu bowed to the twelve monuments again, "Let's go."
As soon as the two of them walked away, they felt a terrifying spiritual power coming from behind.
"Qiang Qiang——"
Deafening screams fell from the sky.
Wen Yi and Fu Yu both looked up, and they saw the entire dark starry sky trembling.
A piece of black feather fell to the ground, with bright starlight shining on the feather.
Only then did the two realize that what they were seeing was not the starry sky at all, but the belly of an ink-colored phoenix!
"Run!"
Her spiritual intuition told her that the Phoenix was extremely malicious towards any creature that broke into the underground river.
And the strength of this phoenix is at least at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, but it is probably already at the Out of Body Realm.
There are no useful charms in Wen Yi's hand.
Thirty-six strategies are the best.
When Fenghuang woke up, he saw the two of them trying to escape and let out a shrill scream.
The next moment, Wen Yi and Fu Yu felt a splitting headache.
The phoenix spreads its wings and stirs up a violent tornado.
The tornado hit Wen Yi and Fu Yu hard with gravel and animal bones.
The two people's cultivation level was too low, and they were smashed to the ground by the tornado.
"Click——"
Severe pain came from his leg, and Wen Yi knew that his leg was broken.
"hiss!"
Severe pain spread from his legs to his whole body, and Wen Yi was shaking all over in pain.
She summoned her sword and stepped forward to face the difficulty, but the sword was cut into two pieces by sharp claws.
Phoenix stared at the two angrily.
Two balls of black flames swallowed up the sky and the earth, spitting out from its mouth.
"Fu Yu, hurry up and jump into the water, don't be touched by the flames, otherwise we will both die!"