I'm not a drama god

The moment he heard this word, a hint of murderous intent burst out from Chen Ling's eyes!

Although the surnames are different, just based on the similar appearance to Ying Fu, the same "Fu" character in the name, and the fact that the other party happens to be in the Didao Ancient Treasury and is a candidate for the new [Emperor]... With these three elements combined, Chen Ling can almost confirm the identity of the boy in hemp clothes!

Even though we don’t know why Ying Fu’s surname is Li now, he is definitely the new [Emperor] of the world in the future!

Just when Chen Ling had the killing intention and the blade was about to chop off the neck of the young man in hemp clothes, a light golden shadow descended from the sky, accompanied by the emperor's personal soldiers, and rushed towards the snowfield!

The pale golden shadow pointed in the air, and the mighty imperial power was like a sledgehammer, shaking the young man in the red robe and the hemp clothes away!

Boom-! ! !

Chen Ling's boning knife only cut through the skin and a small amount of flesh of the sackcloth-clothed boy before being bounced away by the shock wave. The sackcloth-clothed boy flew backwards like a cannonball, his internal organs injured, and blood spurted wildly in the air.

On the other hand, although Chen Ling was also knocked back by the blow, he quickly stabilized his body.

The bright red costume danced wildly in the wind and snow. Her eyes did not look at the emperor who was rushing over, but were still staring at the dying young man in hemp clothes!

"Ying Fu! You can't run away!"

The courtroom quickly opened up around Chen Ling. In the flying snow, Chen Ling's fingertips clasped the handle of the boning knife, and the power of judgment poured into it frantically!

The sleeves of the scarlet robe swung in the air, and a blade with the power of deconstruction pierced through the wind and snow like a bullet! !

The blade cut through the air, and all the snowflakes it touched melted instantly. Even the thick snow on the path was melted to create a gully. The blade was pointing at the young man in hemp clothes who was lying dying in the snow!

The pale golden figure who was coming with soldiers saw this and waved his hand, causing the young man in hemp clothes lying in a pool of blood to disappear out of thin air, as if he was sent to the second level of "Or Leap into the Abyss" in an instant!

The next moment, the boning knife carrying the power of judgment pierced through the earth and disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a deep circular hole that led to an unknown destination.

Chen Ling felt the fluctuation of breath penetrating the two layers and his eyes narrowed slightly.

When other people saw this scene, they were already frightened and their minds were shaking. Chen Ling's casual knife pierced through the ground, and it would only take a thought to kill them... They turned around in confusion and ran in all directions, no longer caring about the direction, and only wanted to get away from Chen Ling as soon as possible.

"Brother Xiao Li!" Ah Qian was stunned. She looked around but didn't see the young man in hemp clothes. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Wu Qiong hugged her waist, carried her on his shoulders, then turned around and ran away!

Chen Ling ignored the people fleeing in all directions. After the hemp-clothed boy disappeared, his attention was focused on the air...

The light golden figure slowly floated down over the snowfield like a god. He waved his hand again, and the many figures that were fleeing madly disappeared one after another, and were all sent to the second floor by him.

According to the original arrangement of the emperors, these people should experience more suffering in the first layer, exposing the deepest side of their hearts under the dual limits of body and spirit. Only those who can remain rational in this situation, and even "disguise" themselves to lead the crowd, are qualified to become candidates for the new [Emperor]...

But now Chen Ling's appearance has undoubtedly disrupted everything, forcing them to speed up the progress and send these people directly to the second floor.

"It actually caused the emperor to regret and lead the army in person..." Sun Bumian couldn't help but speak after seeing this scene.

"Sure enough, the Six of Hearts makes a big noise wherever it goes."

“Stop talking nonsense!” Jian Changsheng pointed at the two pale golden figures that were falling in the sky, as well as the huge army they brought with them, and cursed, “We are their target too!”

boom--! ! !

The remnants of three emperors, along with three teams of soldiers, crashed into the snowfield like a murderous tsunami. The flying snow was shaken in the air, like a hazy mist, blurring the view.

Countless weapons slashed towards Chen Ling's body from all directions. Chen Ling dodged the attacks deftly and turned his head to look. He saw that the faces of the soldiers were blurry, but judging from the armor on their bodies, they were indeed the emperor's personal soldiers from some ancient dynasty.

This group of personal soldiers, roughly speaking, numbered tens of thousands. Although they had no rank or skills, their strength and speed were not inferior to any third-level soldier. With so many of them stacked up, even Chen Ling felt a little tingling...

"[Judgement]."

With a gunshot, the deconstruction bullet tore a gap in the army.

A figure in a bright red costume walked like a red butterfly, easily avoiding the surrounding siege, then stepped on the void and leaped above the sea of ​​soldiers and horses...

The flying snow mixed with endless weapons seemed to have filled the entire layer of "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss". When the complex formation of the emperor's personal soldiers below was rotating, the murderous aura seemed to distort even the sense of space. Chen Ling looked around and could no longer see where Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian were.

The vibrations of the Emperor God's Way came from the side, and a middle-aged afterimage wearing an imperial robe, holding a long sword, walked out silently from nothingness.

"Is the Emperor regretful..."

Chen Ling felt the rejection from his imperial fate and frowned tightly.

There is extreme exclusivity between the fates of emperors, and there can only be one emperor in an era... Although the one in front of him is the remnant of an emperor from a certain dynasty in the past, he also feels a hostility from the depths of his soul.

Perhaps because he had been away for too long, the emperor's remnant in front of him was hazy and blurry. Chen Ling couldn't even see his face clearly, but as the shadow of an empire was outlined under his feet, a long list of titles suddenly flooded into Chen Ling's mind:

——【The Emperor of Heaven, Law, Supreme Merit, Complete Virtue, Divine Literature, Saintly Martial Arts, Wise, Philosophical, Mighty and Filial Piety】

Chen Ling was stunned.

Why are the titles of other emperors so long, but his are just four simple words: [Actor Emperor]?

The emperor raised his regretful hand, and countless ancient banknotes swarmed out from the void and intertwined into a golden dragon with surging luck above him.

Although Chen Ling could not sense any clear "rank" from this emperor, he seemed to have some heavy historical achievements. These achievements were materialized in the ancient collection of the Emperor's Dao, and brought Chen Ling a great sense of oppression!

The emperor stood with his hands behind his back in the air, and the next moment, the golden dragon of paper money rushed towards Chen Ling!

The speed of this golden dragon was so fast that even Chen Ling could barely react. He stepped on the cloud-like steps in a red costume and transformed into a red afterimage that wandered through the void, followed closely by a golden dragon!

at this time,

In the war-torn "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss" layer, in a corner that no one pays attention to.

The soldiers and horses of an unknown emperor were galloping across the soil, and the earth was shaking like thunder. When the soldiers and horses gradually went away, a bandaged figure silently emerged from the chaotic land, clapped his hands on his ears, as if he had a little tinnitus due to the shock.

Jiang Xiaohua struggled for a long time, but she still used her hands to support the soil and slowly crawled out of the ground...