"This lake ......"

As soon as Xie Yan got closer, he felt a corrosive intent seeping up from the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. The black lake water www.biquge.info the pen %fun pavilion, which contains highly poisonous, and the meaning of corrosion is extremely strong, even in the late stage of qi refining, it may not be able to withstand it, Xie Yan's current cultivation can only resist for a little time.

Roar!

Just when Xie Yan was thinking about whether to search elsewhere, a raised land appeared in the center of the lake, with a small cabin on it, and a monster was standing on the land in the middle of the lake, roaring at him proudly, who was the dragon and lion in that place?

"How did this monster get past it?"

Xie Yan wondered in his heart, if it was something else, he might have given up, but Shan Longcao was about him building a foundation, so he couldn't give up. Of course, there are such things as single dragon grass in the outside world, but who knows how long it will take to get the news? If you are lucky, you will be lucky for three or five months, but if you are lucky, you may not be able to say ten or eight years, Xie Yan will not waste so much time waiting in vain. This is not a matter of heart, but after seeing the catastrophe of the Black Book Exercises, Xie Yan has an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, this feeling is mysterious and mysterious, and there is no way to avoid it at all. Especially as time passed, that sense of ominousness became more and more intense, almost making it difficult for him to sleep, and the only way to get rid of this threat was to become stronger, stronger.

Perhaps this is the true price of the black book.

After circling the lake for a whole circle, Xie Yan didn't find anything like a bridge, let alone an authentic dark river.

"Could it be that you flew over with a magic weapon?"

Monks who have not built a foundation have no way to fly in the sky, and the only way is to control magic weapons, such as the previous senior brother Yu Fei who used the Shenxing Boat to fly. However, Xie Yan didn't have this kind of magic weapon, not to mention that even if he had, he might not dare to use it.

After walking for so long, he also noticed that there was something wrong with this secret realm, and he rashly tried it, and the price was likely to be his life.

Thinking of this, Xie Yan deliberately glanced at the black clouds in the sky, and only felt that the depressing aura was stronger.

Gurgle!

A series of pitch-black bubbles suddenly appeared on the surface of the calm lake, and it didn't take long for a boat to suddenly appear on the surface of the lake shrouded in mist. It was a small wooden boat that resembled a fishing boat, and as it got closer, the silhouette of the man on board was revealed: a boatman dressed in a thick coat and wearing a bamboo hat.

"But you want to cross the river?"

A hoarse voice came from the boatman's mouth.

River?

It's clearly a dead lake!

"I'm tired of my husband."

Although he had doubts in his heart, Xie Yan still opened his mouth to respond.

"This is the river."

The fisherman on the boat seemed to see through Xie Yan's heart, and after replying inexplicably, he stopped talking.

Seeing that he was silent, Xie Yan didn't ask, just stood on the shore and waited patiently.

The wooden boat was moving very slowly, and after coming out of the fog, Xie Yan suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Although the boat is moving forward, the water under the boat is not the slightest movement, behind the boat, there is not a ripple, the whole boat moving forward quietly, ghostly dead silence, looking at the wooden boat, as if it is displacing on a stationary plane, it seems to be particularly weird.

"This boat is destined to be crossed, please upload it."

The ship, docked.

It was still silent, even the bow of the boat touched the rocks on the shore, and there was no sound, and then looking at the boatman on the boat, it seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, no matter how hard Xie Yan tried, he couldn't see clearly, there was an illusion of a dream in a dream.

Xie Yan was not in a hurry to upload it, but because of the previous few strange points, he was vigilant and secretly guarded.

"Guests, please come aboard."

Seeing that Xie Yan didn't move, the boat propeller invited again.

Looking at this fishing boat with a mysterious origin, Xie Yan felt more and more that something was wrong. It was only when he wanted to leave that he suddenly found that in addition to the area where he was standing, the other places were full of dense black dead mushrooms, black and oppressive, covering everything. These black dead mushrooms were like villains, all facing the area where Xie Yan was standing, and the twisted grimaces on the umbrella mushrooms were waiting for Xie Yan, as if they were about to swallow them alive.

However, these black dead mushrooms seemed to be afraid of the boat holders, and they just surrounded the perimeter and did not dare to approach.

"How can there be so many black dead mushrooms." Xie Yan only felt that his scalp was numb.

These black dead mushrooms appeared silently, and even his spiritual sense was not aware of it, but when he came back to his senses, he casually looked at it and found that he had been surrounded by a group of black dead mushrooms.

Recalling the previous scene under the ancient tree, Xie Yan weighed it for a moment, without hesitation, and stepped on the fishing boat in one step.

The boat slowly left the shore.

The black dead mushroom quickly spread to the shore, flooding the last area where Xie Yan had stood before.

"These are the undead, ghosts who don't want to die."

Ghosts and ghosts are two completely different things, ghosts are not rare, normal people will have ghosts left after death, but ghosts are different, their number is very rare, everyone who can become a ghost is an earth-shattering big man in life, such as the Great Wilderness Sword Emperor, and Danhezi.

Boats, the farther and farther.

Xie Yan turned around and found that he couldn't see the shore anymore,

"This lake is obviously not that big."

Xie Yan thought in his heart, secretly looked around, and found that there was any lake and land in the middle of the lake, as far as his eyes could see, all of them were black lakes, boundless, as if he had reached the black ocean, between heaven and earth, only this leaf boat remained, at this moment, Xie Yan only felt as if he had been forgotten by the world.

It's a river!

Xie Yan's mind suddenly recalled what the boat supporter had said before.

"Maybe it's really a river."

Xie Yan was silent, slowly observing the surroundings, and tried to sense the aura here, and found that there was no difference from the outside world except for a slightly more water attribute aura.

I don't know how long the ship has been moving forward, Xie Yan finally couldn't help but speak.

"Uncle, is this really a river? But I clearly remember the ghost lake written on the stone tablet. ”

Before boarding the boat, Xie Yan had seen a stone tablet engraved with the words 'Ghost Lake'.

The puffer stands in front of the boat, shaking the oars in his hands.

Paddles, falling into the water silently.

The boatman only repeated the previous actions, and did not mean to talk to Xie Yan at all.

Seeing this, Xie Yan was silent again.

Silence came from all directions, making him feel slightly irritated. In order to eliminate this emotion, Xie Yan closed his eyes and began to practice the exercises on the black book.

I don't know how long it took, but finally there was a hint of movement.

The ship, docked.

"Guest, please disembark." The boatman spoke again, his voice still hoarse

"This is the middle of the lake?"

Xie Yan opened his eyes and soon found that this land was the place where the earth dragon and lion roared at him not long ago.