The river of blood is rolling and flowing, but there is no trace of blood, as if it just poured a lot of red ink into the river, and even has a kind of holy and dusty artistic conception.

Mountains of bones, rivers of blood flowing backwards to the sky...... Su Heng walked with the tide in a small flat boat, and couldn't help but feel a little feeling in his heart.

"It was a demonstration of martial arts before, so I don't know what it will be this time. Also, where are the other people who teleported?" Su Heng thought to himself.

Bobo......

The river is tumbling and rolling, and from time to time it hits layers of waves, and one by one the blisters are born and broken, broken and regenerated.

Su Heng's eyes froze and looked fixedly.

"This is ......" The pupils reflected the bizarre scenes refracted on the blisters, Su Heng looked at it for a long time, and vaguely felt that it seemed to be a magnificent scene of large-scale fights between monks.

Su Heng's eyes were a little dull, and he whispered to himself, "Could it be the scene of the conquest and chaos of the ancient sects?"

Inside, he saw the top fingers stepping on the sky, causing the mountains and rivers to be broken and the stars to be reversed, and their majesty was like gods and demons. But even so, they were finally swallowed up by the huge torrent of monks, and in the end, only a trace of unwilling will to survive or perish was left to roar.

The so-called times create heroes, and the chaotic times are outstanding, and the chaotic ancient times are undoubtedly the cradle of Tianjiao, but at the same time, it is also their grave. There are mountains outside the sky, and there are mountains outside the sky, and when they meet on a narrow road, even the strongest monks may hate them on the spot.

The desolate continent, all continents and four seas, thousands of ethnic groups, across many eras, who dares to claim to be invincible?

When Su Heng was stunned, the bottomless boat was already approaching the blood waterfall that traversed the heavens and the earth, and the roar was even more intense, pulling Su Heng's thoughts back to reality.

Seeing that the boat was about to rush into the Blood Waterfall, Su Heng hurriedly waved his hand to seal and prop up a spiritual shield outside his body to block the blood and water, so as not to touch his body.

Sail carefully on the Ten Thousand Year Boat, this river of blood seems to be safe, but he can't let the blood waterfall impact his body without warning.

However, when the boat sailed into the Blood Waterfall, the blood-colored flowing water actually saw the spiritual power shield as if it were nothing, and it penetrated straight into it, sweeping towards Su Heng's body.

Su Heng was startled, and just as he was about to force away the blood water with his spiritual power, the blood water came quickly, like the smoothest silk flowing across his body, the touch was excellent, and it did not cause him any harm.

Su Heng released his divine sense, sensed it carefully for a while, and after making sure that his body was fine, he gradually relaxed his mind.

The silky blood water like satin, like a woman's jade fingers, caressed Su Heng's skin, gradually flowing to the center of his eyebrows, washing over and over again.

"Is this really a river made of blood?" Su Heng thought secretly, feeling a little incredible.

Until now, he still didn't understand, he thought that after the teleportation, there would be a step-by-step crisis, and there would be many difficulties and dangers, after all, they were here to hunt for treasure this time, and danger and opportunity have always coexisted. But now, everything he has encountered seems to be very terrifying, but in fact it is so calm and peaceful.

It is said that misfortune and blessing are relied on, and blessing and misfortune are lurking, so where is the "disaster"?

Su Heng muttered in his heart.

"Not good!" Su Heng suddenly shouted, kicked his feet, jumped up in the air, put his arms together and faced upward, and jumped out of the blood waterfall with a fish jump.

Just now, he found that the memory imprints of all the strange techniques he had learned in Bone Mountain were gradually being consumed, and his heart was shocked.

Once the memory imprint is erased, it means that he will completely lose this secret art, how could Su Heng allow it?

Call!

At this moment, the calm blood waterfall suddenly condensed, and began to spin rapidly, looking from a distance, it was like a huge tornado, whirring and blowing, and the powerful suction force pulled Su Heng tightly and prevented him from leaving.

Su Heng roared angrily, his indifferent temperament suddenly sharpened, his two sword eyebrows were fiercely raised, and his eyes widened.

Buzzing......

There was a muffled sound in his mind, Su Heng's head ached slightly, and a bright and holy crystal slowly formed in the center of his eyebrows, imprinted in the flesh and blood, and after a few flickers, it disappeared strangely.

After that, the Blood Waterfall regained its calm, the waves were quiet, and the irresistible pulling force dissipated.

Su Heng held on to the edge of the boat, a little out of strength, and after a short while, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Hastily pinched a water repellent trick, and the body was like taking a bath with clean water, sweat evaporated, and the mind was refreshed.

Su Heng frowned, reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "This is ...... Martial Will?"

Su Heng suddenly understood what was going on.

It turned out that this blood waterfall actually had the wonderful use of baptism and transformation, integrating and absorbing the methods he learned in the Bone Mountain, and imprinting his memory into a martial will!

Martial will is the belief in cultivating truth! Generally speaking, it is the self-confidence that oneself has shaped.

As the saying goes: hit someone before you can fight the guts. No matter how high a person's kung fu is, he must have corresponding faith. Two people face off on the spot, if one side lacks self-confidence, they are bluffed at the beginning of the battle, and they lose momentum, and then they will be timid, even if their real strength is stronger than their opponents, they will lose.

Moreover, how difficult the road of cultivation is, whether or not you can continue to overcome obstacles is also closely related to your own beliefs.

And the will of martial arts is the courage of cultivation, the belief of cultivation, and the will of cultivation!

Su Heng has the "Spirit Control Technique" given by the peak spirit, and there is no shortage of strange arts, it can be said that the inheritance received in the Bone Mountain is not so important, and under the baptism of the Blood Waterfall, the memory imprint of those secret techniques has been turned into the will of the martial arts, which is definitely a sure deal.

Su Heng was amazed, what secrets were hidden in this place. He even had the illusion that what he was getting now seemed to have been arranged by someone behind the scenes.

After thinking about it to no avail, Su Heng didn't think much about it, calmed down completely, and let the boat carry him away.

The boat went straight up with the waterfall, and there was a red light in front of him, looking at the bloody sky that was a hundred times more red than the burning clouds, Su Heng almost thought that he was above the sun.

When reaching the top of the Blood Waterfall, it was as if it had come to the end of the sky, and the boat shook slightly, as if passing through an enchantment, and the blood-colored world suddenly disappeared, replaced by a scene of green mountains and green waters, and a paradise-like scene.

The rock walls on both sides show an exaggerated arc, enclosing the middle into a "V" shaped canyon, which is filled with clear green water and forms a wide and deep stream. At this time, Su Heng stepped on a flat boat on the surface of the stream.

Su Heng was stunned, the style here is really the difference between heaven and hell compared to the previous two places.

Subconsciously released his divine consciousness to probe, and after a short time, Su Heng took it back.

"This place is a little weird, how can there be an aura of a magic weapon? Su Heng was shocked.

After carefully observing for a while, Su Heng waved his hand, and a spiritual power swept out and swept towards a cliff on the side.

Bang!

The green vines covering the cliff face exploded, revealing the rock below, and the two large characters carved on the rock were also exposed.

Hyoya!

"Bing Valley?" Su Heng smiled, "Could it be that there are many divine weapons buried in this canyon?"

As soon as the words fell, a spiritual power fluctuation came from afar, and Su Heng thought about it for a while, and then controlled the boat to sail forward.

"It's them, and ...... Qing'er?"

I saw that on a vast floodplain in front of me, a group of people were nervously confronting each other, divided into several forces, and the brutal and cute girl was among them.

Moving his gaze upwards slightly, there were several large nests shaped like bird's nests on the cliff wall, and there were bursts of strong magic weapon aura rippling out inside.

Su Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, remembering the word "Binggu" he had seen before, which was a bit intriguing.

Su Heng did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, and the group of people naturally saw him, and they all had their own thoughts at the moment.

"It's him ......"