Although Jian Fengyun just glanced at it in a hurry, he still had a premonition that he was not dazzled just now.

The decoration on the painting boat and the two bodies are real.

At this moment, Jian Fengyun couldn't help but remember the scene of seeing the first meeting of the Chui Xiaoyan in the Tianhai Emperor Realm that day.

At that time, Jian Fengyun had just returned from the Holy Courtyard, and Han Xian'er was ordered by his family to go to the Tianhai Emperor Realm to celebrate his birthday to the inspector of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty.

At that time, Jue Xiaoyan was still the princess of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty. She was high above and even became a famous genius in the battle of the Wanyu King. She was known as the King of Yan and was attracted by the birthday banquet of the patrol envoy.

It was also at that time that Jian Fengyun first met Jue Xiaoyan. At that time, he stared at her in front of everyone's faces.

Everyone present thought he was tempted by Li Xiaoyan's beauty.

Only Jian Fengyun knew that he was stunned when he saw a decorative red flower mark on the left shoulder of Chi Xiaoyan.

The red flower mark is the mark of the Hongxiu Empress. Only the Hongxiu Empress himself or the descendants of the Hongxiu Empress can have such marks, and no one else can have them.

At that time, Jian Fengyun had already suspected that Jue Xiaoyan was related to the Hongxiu Empress, but later when she came into contact with her, she almost didn't know what Hongxiu Tianxiang looked like, so she slowly removed her idea of ​​having something to do with Hongxiu Tianxiang.

However, now I glanced at the flower boat and remembered those thoughts. After connecting with each other, I immediately felt a sense of horror in my heart, as if I had discovered something amazing.

"Young Master, Biluo River is about to change." Gu Jian stared at Biluo River in front of him with concentration.

Jian Fengyun suddenly came back to his senses and swept his eyes to the Biluo River. However, a small vortex appeared in the middle of the mist fog above the river. The vortex slowly turned, swallowing all the fog into it.

The secluded water of Biluo River was exposed to the ground of everyone's eyelids.

The river is dark and you can't see the bottom at a glance. When you get closer, you can feel a dangerous aura that makes you feel the soul-wrenching.

The seemingly quiet Biluo River water could actually make so many strong people present feel the danger. It is enough to see that Huangquan Pavilion is not that easy to go to.

Woo~ Woo~

The deep and quiet horn sounded in the sky around it, and the horn sounded harshly into the soul, just like some creature crying.

"What sound is so ugly." Someone frowned and covered his ears.

The sound of this horn can vaguely affect people's souls and even perceptions.

"Look, the ferry has appeared."

Just as everyone was talking about the harsh voice, it was not just someone who shouted.

Everyone looked into the eyes and saw that the depths of the Biluo River, above the end, were shabby wooden boats slowly descending down the water.

From a distance, I saw dense wooden boats, dilapidated, big and small. The big ones carry up to five people, and the small ones can only carry up to one person.

The materials of these wooden boats are faintly black, and the wood on the boards still has a trace of decay. It seems that with a little force, the entire wooden boat will fall apart.

A flagpole was inserted on these wooden boats, and a piece of black and worn flag cloth hung on each flagpole. Perhaps a long time ago, this rag was a complete flag.

So many wooden boats were passing by the Biluo River in an orderly manner, and no one collided with each other, just like there was someone at the helm of each ship.

"Go and get on the boat!"

All major forces reacted one after another, flew out of their own lineup, and jumped onto ferries one after another.

A shocking scene appeared. These people fell on the ferry and did not let the ferry shake at all.

The ferry boats were still sailing steadily on the Biluo River. The river water rippled slightly, and there was no turbulence caused by the pressure of the people falling down.

"Let's go up, we'll go up too."

Jian Fengyun glanced at him and stepped forward.

"good."

Gu Jian responded and his figure followed closely.

The two of them stepped onto a ferry. The hull was not big, and their bodies fell down to the ground, giving them a sense of stability.

The wind and waves on the Biluo River were calm, but everyone did not relax their vigilance at all. Their soul power was lingering beside them, and they were always sensing the changes around them in case any crisis suddenly appeared.

"Fengyun, there is actually a tea cup on this boat. Has anyone ever drunk tea here?"

Gu Jian stood on the deck of the ferry and saw a wooden table with a teapot and three tea cups placed on it, and the teapot and tea cup were covered with gray layers.

I saw him step forward and stretch out his hand to touch the teapot.

"Do not move."

Jian Fengyun opened his mouth and drank the ancient sword.

Gu Jian's hand stopped above the teapot without touching the teapot.

"What's wrong?" Gu Jian turned around and asked in confusion.

"Don't move anything on the ferry. Even if there are magical weapons, magical medicines, and even the inheritance of heaven-defying martial arts, don't touch them. Once touched, you will fall into the inner demon and stay on the Biluo River." Jian Fengyun said with a serious expression.

"What!" Gu Jian was shocked and said in horror: "This is too terrifying. If you touch something, you will fall into the inner demon. This is too terrifying."

"This is not the terrifying thing, you will know in a while." Jian Fengyun's eyes moved and his face was extremely serious.

"Oh." Gu Jian responded subconsciously, then stood beside Jian Fengyun, and quietly watched the ferry sailing forward.

About a quarter of an hour passed, the ferry trembled slightly, and all the boats around disappeared.

The Biluo River in front of me turned into a dark red blood river, and countless corpses floated in the river. It can be seen from many of them that they were once powerful people from the major forces in the Ten Thousand Realms.

For example, an old man wearing a faded red treasure armor, the totem of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom was engraved on the treasure armor. You can see at a glance that he was once a strong man from the ancient Suzaku Kingdom.

There is also a monk wearing a red cassock. Although the cassock has been corrupted by time, it still has some marks of Buddha nature, which is from the same lineage as the Buddhist teachings of the Little West.

The Emperor's Soldier of the Immortal Holy Land, the Emperor's Soldier of the God War Ancient Clan...

The treasures that were well-known in the past years of major forces can be vaguely seen in this blood river at this moment, and the owner of the treasure has turned into a corpse and soaked in blood.

"This is..." Gu Jian took a breath of air conditioning, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"This is the real Biluo River. Here, countless strong people have fallen. Every time you drive out ten feet, there will be illusions, guiding people into it...
Chapter completed!