The black flowing water had no breath and was as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

But the water is flowing, and the flowing black water shows a dead silence, which is terrifying.

But what is even more frightening is that on this stagnant water, there is a dry bone warship, a warship carved and cast with human skulls.

This ship, quietly parked in front of Zhou Yan, was like a demon ship heading to the real hell, once it stepped on, there would be no way back.

But Zhou Yan didn't hesitate, and the moment the boat approached, he stepped on.

Zhou Yan has seen a lot of warships, even if it is such a cold and dead ancient ship at this time, Zhou Yan is not afraid.

After he stepped on the ancient ship, the ancient ship started again.

Quietly, but fast, every time it travels, there is an ancient rhyme, but also has an indescribable cold atmosphere, which is incomprehensible.

However, Zhou Yan didn't pay too much attention to the surrounding environment, but instead focused all his attention on the warship itself.

On the warship, in addition to the dry bones and human heads, there are some ancient carved runes, which are all emperor patterns.

These runes were in the former Burial Sword Ancestor Star, and Zhou Yan actually saw them often, but at that time, he didn't even think about the emperor pattern at all, just like when he first saw his father's carving, he didn't have any thoughts at all, and only regarded it as a simple inheritance of carving.

But in fact, these are emperor patterns.

In life, often inadvertently, there will always be something really important. And these things, once ignored, are missed.

Zhou Yan looked at these carvings, looked at those strange traces, and he found a way from them, a way to enter the interior of the ship from the plank.

Discovering this road, Zhou Yan did not hesitate, and directly followed the direction of this texture and stepped on that road.

After embarking on such a route, the hull of the ship underwent some slight changes in Zhou Yan's eyes, the dry bones were still dry bones, the head was still the head, but the bow had an extra sail.

There was a lamp on the sail, a lamp that burned the friar's human oil.

It not only burns human oil, but also burns the power of divinity, so this lamp will never be extinguished.

It is self-evident what the lamp is lit by burning the soul power with the power of human oil and divinity.

But Zhou Yan only glanced at the change in this scene, and no longer paid attention to it.

He followed the route on the Guò Emperor Trail and entered a path that led to the cabin.

Then, he quickly entered the cabin.

There was silence in the cabin, there was nothing, but there was the smell of a monk here, and this breath was still very fresh, which showed that a monk had appeared here in a short time.

And disappear at this time, either there is misfortune or you leave.

As for which case it is, it is not easy to judge for the time being.

Zhou Yan's eyes roamed over the four walls of the huge cabin, and in the dim light, Zhou Yan could still see many lifelike pictures depicted on the walls of the ship around him.

In the portrait, engraved is a tragic war, in which the figures of several women in yellow robes are very clearly presented in the pattern, two people are like flying immortals, releasing extremely strong killing moves, one person flew out upside down, his chest has been pierced, and a scarlet blood mist appeared.

The other women were scattered and covered in blood.

The sky in all directions is a little dark, and the sky is presented with the bright light of thunder, but it is relatively faint.

In all directions, there were dense monks who seemed to be watching.

Beneath the clouds, the woman was fought by a man covered in black armor, but he did not show any alien features, except for the burly and domineering physique that could reveal his male gender.

It was this person who caused nearly ten women in yellow robes to suffer heavy blows and fall behind.

When Zhou Yan looked at this mural, he even had a feeling of gradually entering the world of this mural.

However, he was determined, and when he sensed that something was wrong, his eyes were already burning slightly, so he naturally got out of this state.

At this time, Zhou Yan was shocked to find that he had stood in this cabin for nearly half an hour.

It was this brief moment, and the difference in time was so huge, that it was enough to see the strangeness of this mural.

Zhou Yan also immediately thought that the monks who appeared here before must have also entered the murals.

After having the first experience, Zhou Yan looked at this ancient mural again, and only looked at it from the perspective of a bystander, so that Zhou Yan saw a battle scene from this mural.

The carved runes of the mural show the will of battle and the majesty of the battle, and Zhou Yanyi's divine power and the method of tracing the origin of time are deduced, and almost three percent of the truth of that battle is obtained.

It's just that the result of this derivation is in a unique era.

It was an era of heroes, and it was also an era of competition.

That is the real primordial age, the era of the origin of the civilization of the cultivators.

At that time, there was a more brilliant brilliance, and the Dao of cultivation had developed the style of ten thousand families contending, all kinds of abilities and various Dao systems were available, and each Dao was almost developed to an extreme.

In this extreme, there are ten thousand immortals and ten thousand Buddhas, and even an independent world of corresponding immortals and Buddhas has appeared, opening up the rules of ascension, so that all monks who are not confined to the cultivation of the soul body can ascend as soon as they become enlightened and become immortals.

When ordinary monks are still working on their physique, and talented monks are still shackled to the bottlenecks of various realms, the Immortal Dao and the Buddha Dao have opened up a unique Dao system inherited from the majesty of the will, so as to directly cross all the realms and step directly into the fairyland.

This kind of realm can even crush the supreme of the Nine Changes of Emperor Blood.

How unfair is that?

Isn't that an ordinary monk who doesn't practice the Tao have no way out?

Not really.

Ordinary monks, after the transformation of the Ninety-Nine Emperor Blood Supreme, can achieve immortality, and for immortals, the immortal Buddha is only qualified to act as an ant.

So there's no fairness or unfairness, because the roads aren't the same.

The supreme realm of the ninety-nine changes of the emperor's blood is very difficult, but the road from refining and refining qi to refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to void, and refining void and merging the path is also not easy.

Zhou Yan saw the battle between the cultivator and the monk in the mural, and also saw the fierce collision of the two paths.

The first mural.

The second mural.

By the time of the third and fourth paintings, the battle on the mural had been extinguished, and there was only darkness between heaven and earth, that is, all the space was shattered, and all was beaten into ruins.