The hull of the ship is naturally not comparable to that of the endless sea, but it is also as large as an attic and extremely strong, and the ship made of this material can not only easily resist the impact of the river, but also can even defend against the attack of warriors to a certain extent.

Chen Zijing slowly came to the dock, there were many people in black lined up here, and when he saw Chen Zijing, who was also dressed in black, he only glanced at it and didn't care.

"Guest officer, but you are going to the ghost city?" At this time, a dwarf-like man walked out of the post station and said in a sudden and shrieked voice, he had a wide forehead and square face, was wearing a red dress, green pants underneath, and black cloth shoes, looking very strange.

"Not bad. Chen Zijing glanced at him and nodded slightly.

He has seen too many strange people and things, and he has long been accustomed to them.

Besides, at the moment, he is dressed in black and has a strange metal mask on his face, which is also normal.

"In that case, please also pay the boarding fee, two hundred and two hundred and second-level yuan crystals. The dwarf's voice was yin and yang, and he stretched out his hand after speaking.

Chen Zijing looked at him, but he didn't expect to pay so casually here.

However, if you want to take a boat, you must follow the rules of the other party.

Chen Zijing didn't say much, and directly took out a bag of yuan crystals and threw it to the other party.

The dwarf Yuan Zhi swept it, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned to leave.

A few minutes later, several more people flew over, ranging from malevolent to quiet to bizarre.

Even in the end, a large number of men and horses flew into the sky, and they held dozens of men and women in custody.

"Fifth brother, are you bringing slaves again?" Among the people waiting to board the ship stood a famous bald axle man, who looked at the slaves behind him with a playful expression.

Chen Zijing glanced at these slaves, the highest cultivation among them was only in the middle stage of martial arts, all of them looked decadent and full of despair.

The same is true of male slaves. The female slave was even more pale, and life was worse than death.

They will all be transported to the ghost city and purchased and consumed by wealthy financiers.

A long-bearded man who was holding the slave immediately responded proudly when he heard this, with a faint joy on his face.

"Now ready to board—!" At that moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and a wizened old lady stepped out of the vinyl ship. Long hair covers the face.

Chen Zijing looked at him, this person has the late cultivation of a military general, and the demonic energy in the whole person is pure, and even ......

"Why is there still a faint dead aura on this old woman......" Chen Zijing couldn't help frowning, but there are thousands of demon martial artists, what kind of perverted people don't?

Generally speaking, the most direct way to get death qi is to eat dead corpses, which seems to be extremely perverted, but if a demon martial artist can improve his strength, someone will definitely do it.

They are inherently ruthless people. In order to achieve the goal, it is nothing to eat dead bodies, and there are many people who eat the living alive.

Chen Zijing walked slowly onto the boat, stepped on it, and immediately felt a heavy breath, and entered the cabin, although the room area was not small, it was not tidy, and it was full of moldy smell.

For warriors, of course. It's nothing, no matter how harsh the environment is, you can survive.

After sitting inside and resting for a while. The boat began to start slowly, except for the old woman just now, Chen Zijing had not seen any other managers.

The boat moves like the wind, and it travels down the turbulent river, showing the extraordinary speed.

Halfway through, you may bump into a giant river fish or hit a hard reef in a narrow place. But there was no sense of vibration at all, and it was directly crushed into powder.

Chen Zijing was meditating cross-legged, meditating and recuperating, but from time to time she heard the screams and wails of the slaves on the ship, making people feel like they were on a ghost ship.

Slave traders here were free to abuse them at will. As long as it does not affect the selling price.

Moreover, the people who engaged in the slave trade were basically people who were indifferent to human nature and were mercenary, so these people who became slaves would be extremely miserable.

Chen Zijing frowned, waved one hand, and used the formation to isolate the sound.

In the martial arts, if you can't become a strong person, you will be like duckweed, floating wantonly and being destroyed by others.

This is the law of survival!

Chen Zijing naturally understands the truth very well, so his mind is basically on how to strengthen himself.

The river was surging wildly, and there was a heavy fog outside, making the ship even more like a ghost ship.

And the cries of ghosts are even more lingering, it is the water ghost of the Dragon King River, and for hundreds of millions of years, countless ghosts and ghosts have accumulated here.

Dense white palms even gradually appeared under the boat, trying to drag it into the water.

Unfortunately, the ship was no ordinary object, and not only could it not be towed into the water, but it was impossible to even hinder its movement.

If these palms are bound to the ship, they will all be shattered on the spot.

After walking for four days, Chen Zijing gradually approached the destination, and the speed of this trip was so fast that he didn't expect it.

Because his Yuan Zhi can easily see that the extraordinaryness of this Dragon King River, the resentment contained in it is so great that it is appalling.

It is definitely one of the most exaggerated rivers that Chen Zijing has ever seen.

The vinyl wood boat gradually approached its destination, and the cliffs on both sides gradually became higher, and from time to time black shadows fell from the cliff edge.

It was the death row prisoner of the Wanhong Sect who was executed here, and after being abolished and cultivated, he was pushed down the cliff, and unless a high-level martial artist rescued him, he would definitely die.

This is also one of the reasons why Longwangjiang is so resentful.

There is no way, as one of the Ancient Demon Sects, Wan Hong Sect has killed too many people!

And this is also their martial arts, and people in the demon path have never been taboo to kill too much.

As they gradually approached the Yin Ghost City, there were more and more corpses on both sides of the river, either falling directly into the water, or hanging on both sides of the river and becoming dry corpses.

Chen Zijing walked to the deck, looking at the scenery on both sides of the strait, and the light in her eyes flickered.

From the random city under the Wanhong Sect, you can see what kind of sect it is.

"Interesting...... the corners of Chen Zijing's mouth opened slightly, a smile hung on his face, and he was getting closer and closer to his destination.

Finally, after sailing for several hours, a huge city appeared in front of everyone, as if the lid of the pot was turned upside down.

It was the first time for Chen Zijing to see this type of city, especially the monstrous wails and roars that came out of it, and the hearts of the people who listened to it palpitated.

I don't know what the hell is inside.

The speed of the vinyl wood boat is like a rainbow, and the river has begun to slow down here.

The boat slowly docked, Chen Zijing strode down with the flow of people, and he walked straight towards the city.

This ghost city looks like a pot lid from a distance, but it looks more like a black turtle shell up close, and the dark city gate is full of people.

(To be continued.) )