Ying Xuan passed through the rain of blades, and the moment he stepped out, a strong smell of blood wafted from his nose, and he saw a river of blood in front of him, and the extremely red blood color was terrifying. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The river of blood was babbling and flowing, like an abyss, making it impossible to move forward, and there were a few monks in front of the river of blood.

The monks who can come this far are not easy people, they each have their hole cards, after all, they have passed the White Bone Road, Yuehua Road, and Blade Rain, which is enough to prove their strength.

However, at this moment, several monks were frowning, looking at the river of blood in front of them, as if they were helpless, and they kept a safe distance from each other, full of vigilance.

Seeing Ying Xuan appear at this moment, everyone's eyes were surprised, this person's face was slightly immature, and he didn't seem to be very old, so he was able to come here, not to be underestimated.

Everyone was cautious in their hearts, and no one spoke, and their minds were all thinking about how to go further, go deep into the palace, and pursue the rumored opportunity.

"This river of blood. ”

Ying Xuan muttered to himself in his heart, and couldn't help but ponder, the White Bone Road was the bones of those women, the Yuehua Road was unique to the Yinque Forbidden Land, and the rain of blades was also the weapon in front of those women, and the blood river in front of him was made up of the blood of those women.

"What kind of war is this, so tragic that the blood is shed. ”

There were monstrous waves in his heart, and the more he came into contact with the Yinque Forbidden Land, the more terrifying Ying Xuan felt in his heart, what kind of disaster had happened.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Ying Xuan hurriedly glanced around, and sure enough, there was a mural again, and hurriedly stepped forward to investigate.

The rest of the monks were a little surprised when they saw Ying Xuan's movements, and every monk who had just entered this place was full of interest in the mural.

The mural depicted on it is different from what Ying Xuan imagined, there was no imaginary killing, the blood was washed away, and all the women were driven away, leaving white bones all the way, and blood flowed like a river.

Although many women fell, everyone was grief-stricken, hiding their faces and weeping, but they all clenched their silver teeth and fought until the sky was dark, which can be described as shocking the world, crying ghosts and gods.

In the end, they defeated the strong enemy with difficulty, and their tear-stained faces were filled with cheers and grief after the catastrophe, hugging and crying.

Just looking at the fallen companions around him, thinking of the old days, he couldn't help crying, and sprinkled a handful of loess for his companions with his own hands, and all hung up the plain silk.

"Finally defeated and survived?"

I thought that seeing the mural could solve the mystery in my heart, but I knew that the doubts in my heart were even stronger, since I finally won the victory, defeated the strong enemy, and also sprinkled a handful of loess for the deceased, so how to explain the white bones in a place.

The bones have been buried, could it be that they can still escape, or the woman who survived, and later encountered another accident, which led to the current situation.

The nose continued to float a pungent bloody breath, smelling this fishy smell, it seemed to convey a sad mood, in a trance, Ying Xuan saw a group of women, manifested on the river of blood, with a poignant smile on their faces, tears floating in the air.

"It's not that simple!"

At this moment, Ying Xuan was not very interested in the opportunity of the palace, but had a strong desire to explore this mysterious Yinque forbidden land.

Just looking at the river of blood in front of him, Ying Xuan also frowned, the Evolution Realm cultivator couldn't fly in the sky, so naturally he couldn't cross the air.

Looking at the expressions of those monks, this river of blood is not so simple, otherwise everyone must have crossed it at this moment, and there must be another mystery in it.

Coming to the blood river, Ying Xuan took out an ordinary spiritual liquid and threw it into it, instantly as if it had been strongly corroded, a sizzling sound sounded, and the entire spiritual liquid bubbled in the blood river, and then was dissolved.

Hiss!

Ying Xuan gasped, this blood river has such a strong corrosive effect, it can't fly and fly, swim and swim, even if there is a boat that can only be ferried, it is estimated that it will be corroded in an instant, and when it falls into the river, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious.

At this time, a young man, as if he could not bear it, looked at the crowd, took out a pair of objects, which seemed to be the wings of a bat, and attached them to his back.

Taking a deep breath, the aura on his body flashed, and the bat wings behind him seemed to come to life, constantly flapping, and his body gradually flew up, hanging in the air, but it was a little shaky.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the young man's eyes, he gritted his teeth, and resolutely flapped the bat's wings and floated towards the blood river.

When he came to the sky above the blood river, his wings were constantly flapping behind his back, his body moved slowly, and his face couldn't help but appear in ecstasy.

This pair of bat wings can only be suspended in the air for a short time, but if it is on land, it can float and accelerate, like a ghost, which is a great weapon for young people.

At this moment, he was helpless, and he was unwilling to give up, so he could only reluctantly try, although his body was a little unstable, and the spiritual power consumed was also very large, but he finally had a way to cross the blood river.

Everyone looked at the young man's strange blade, and at the same time, they were envious, but they also found it difficult to feel a trace of jealousy in their hearts, this person actually had such a sharp weapon, and he wanted to take the lead.

At this time, a middle-aged man snorted coldly, suddenly burst out, and in the middle of his hands, a whirlwind blew from the flat bottom, composed of sharp wind blades, with a whining and sobbing sound, and wreaked towards the young man.

"You!"

The young man floating in the middle of the Blood River was stunned when he saw this scene, and at this moment he was suspended above the Blood River, relying on this wing, which was already extremely difficult, and his feet had no place to touch the ground, and he was affected by the whirlwind, and he was tired of coping, and his body couldn't help but shake even more.

This strange treasure was originally used to increase the speed of the body, and it could only be suspended for a short time, and it was not easy for the young man to fly across the blood river, and when he was attacked at this moment, his body shook violently, and he seemed at a loss.

"Despicable and shameless!"

The young man burst into tears, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to want to land on the shore and fight to the death with the middle-aged man.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's hands were heavier, his hands quickly flew up, the whirlwind blew on the river of blood, rolling up terrifying waves, and the young man was suspended in the air and was unable to deal with it, and with a look of anger, he fell into the river of blood.

"Help... Help me..."

The young man struggled, his voice staccato and full of terrible howls, and in a few moments, the flesh and blood of the whole person were quickly corrupted into nothing.

Leaving only a pair of eyes full of resentment before he died, staring at the middle-aged man deadly, and then gradually sinking into the river of blood, not even a trace of bone residue seemed to be left.

The middle-aged man's face was flat, as if he had done something insignificant, but his triangular eyes flashed a hint of viciousness from time to time, and his thin lips were cold.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and they were full of jealousy of this middle-aged man, who was so ruthless that he couldn't see others crossing the river of blood, so he blocked him.

At this time, even if there is a small abacus in his heart, he can't help but recalculate, in case someone takes advantage of the situation, the blood river is extremely dangerous, and the clue can be seen from the young man who fell into the river just now and lived less than a few breaths.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Ying Xuan couldn't help but think in his heart, these monks were not only extraordinary, but their methods were even more vicious, so they had to be cautious.

Among them, in addition to the middle-aged man, there were two people who attracted Yingxuan's special attention.

An ordinary-looking young man, his appearance is not good, but at this time there is a faint smile on his face, his expression is always the same, he is not surprised by this, and he has a confident appearance, not as vigilant as everyone else.

Another person who caught Ying Xuan's attention was a woman with a beautiful face, dressed in a plain white house outfit, with a graceful figure, but her face was expressionless, with a cold look, as if she was indifferent to everything around her.

From the young man, Ying Xuan felt confidence and confidence, and from the woman, Ying Xuan felt nothingness and ethereal, both of which were a little incomprehensible.

"I don't know if you have any suggestions, you can't waste time here, it's better for everyone to work together to see if we can get through the difficulties together. ”

Just as Ying Xuan was pondering, An Siwei, a young man with an ordinary face, broke the deadlock, his face was filled with a gentle smile, but there was a flash of essence in his eyes from time to time.

Everyone was silent, they didn't know each other, they all had their own little abacus in their hearts, even if they had hole cards, they didn't want to expose them in front of others, let alone share them.

What's more, there are ruthless people who look at middle-aged men with their eyes.

"Everyone has come this far, is it possible that they are willing to run aground here, do not want to go further, do not want to explore the opportunity here?"

An Siwei tempted everyone step by step, thinking of this, everyone was inevitably moved in their hearts, they couldn't be empty here, but they couldn't trust each other.

"In this way, I have a flying treasure weapon, but with my spiritual power, it is difficult to drive, why don't we all work together to cross the blood river together?"

As soon as the words fell, a small boat appeared in An Siwei's palm, as if showing sincerity, and his eyes swept over everyone, with a trace of confidence.

Everyone was ready to move, and they couldn't help but be a little convinced of An Siwei, and they spoke out one after another, willing to help each other and cross the blood river together.

"Brother Dao, I don't know what you think?" An Siwei looked at the middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face.

"Thanks to the support of Taoist friends, I am willing to help. Yao Zhongzheng's triangular eyes narrowed slightly, and even a few wisps of crow's feet on the tips of his eyebrows seemed to be cold, and he was a little smiling.

"I don't know the other two Taoist friends?" An Siwei said lightly again, but at this time he looked at the two people in the field who had not yet expressed their position.

One is Ying Xuan, and the other is the woman in white.

"I am shallow in my studies, and my strength is not good, so I won't cross the river to join in the fun. Ying Xuan shook his head slightly and smiled, but he refused to get on the thief ship, and there was always a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

The woman in white looked at the river of blood in a daze, without saying a word, with a hint of mystery, which was incomprehensible.

"That's a pity. An Siwei shook his head and smiled, but the boat in his hand had not been used for a long time, as if it was waiting for something.

Everyone instantly understood and remembered Yao Zhongzheng's actions just now, either everyone got on the boat, and no one must be left here, otherwise if there was an accident on the way across the river, it would be very bad.

"Boy, this can't help you!" Yao Zhongzheng was the first to speak, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his triangular eyes glowed like a poisonous snake.

"Either you cross the river first, or you get on the boat together. ”

Hearing this, Ying Xuan smiled slightly, and her eyes glanced at the woman in white, but she didn't seem to hear the disputes from the outside world, and still looked like a fugue.

"What if I don't!"

Ying Xuan smiled slightly, as if with a hint of shyness, slightly embarrassed.

"Then we'll send you across the river!"

Yao Zhongzheng smiled, and pulled everyone into the water in his words, very ingenious, the people who can come here are not easy people, no one wants to have a casual conflict, let the fisherman benefit.

An Siwei looked at everyone with a faint smile on his face, and did not make a sound, he was happy that someone would take action to solve the matter, and he was not at ease when Yingxuan was on the shore.

But for Ying Xuan, I don't know why, I always feel a trace of danger, it seems that there is not a person in front of him, but a fierce beast, he is smart, naturally he will not come out.

"When you all get on the boat, whether you live or die, you will not be able to be the master. An Siwei looked at everyone staggering, like outsiders, with a gentle smile on his face, but there was a hint of arrogance that he was not aware of.

"And this lady, don't think that if you don't make a sound, you'll be fine!" Yao Zhongzheng smiled, with an obscene look in the corners of his eyes, constantly glancing at the delicate and bulging body of the woman in white.

The woman in white didn't seem to have heard of it, and she still looked at the river of blood in a daze, without saying a word, and her face was expressionless.

"Fellow Daoists, time is pressing, I will quickly join forces to solve these two people, cross the river as soon as possible, it's late, it's too late!"

Yao Zhongzheng had a straight face at this moment, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at each other, and in silence, they had already taken out their respective spirit soldiers, and they couldn't wait for me anymore.

The scene was chaotic in an instant, except for Ying Xuan, An Siwei, and the woman in white, Yao Zhongzheng had six monks, and at this moment they were divided into two waves of people, surrounding Ying Xuan and the woman in white.

An Siwei is the old god standing outside the circle, and it seems that everything is under control.

The big battle is about to break out, and Ying Xuan is also waiting for it, although he has a rare opponent in the same rank, but the monks who come here are not ordinary people.

"Alas. ”

In this tense atmosphere, a light sigh suddenly sounded in the field, with a hint of melancholy, a slightly confused look, and a poignant color on his face, which made people feel pity.

"You say, 'How good it would be if there were no strife in this world.' ”

The woman in white spoke faintly at this time, her voice was ethereal, as if it sounded in an empty valley, as if she remembered beautiful things, but it was desolate.

At this time, it seemed that she was infected by the woman in white, and a sad emotion permeated everyone's hearts, which made people cry when they heard it.

The pupils of Ying Xuan's eyes suddenly constricted, as if he had thought of something, his scalp couldn't help tingling, and his face was full of horror. (To be continued.) )