"Okay."

The wooden boat came to the shore, and Chen Luo could see clearly that there were four people sitting in the cabin of the wooden boat, two men and two women. These four people all had cultivation bases, and each of them was about the same as Zhao Han. In this world, they were considered powerful people in the supernatural realm.

The river is very wide.

After Chen Luo paid the boat fare, the boatman paddled back to the river. Through a simple conversation, Chen Luo learned the basic situation nearby. The place where he was standing before was the ferry along the river. On weekdays, there would be people coming here every now and then, and most of these people were powerful masters of the supernatural realm like the four people on the boat.

The boatman was no longer surprised by this. He made a living on the river and knew a lot about things there.

The wooden boat paddled across the river.

Ripples spread out, and the sound of water was heard.

Chen Luo glanced at the four people on the boat. They didn't even look at him from beginning to end. Judging from their appearance, this was probably not their first time walking this route. They had no interest in talking to anyone and everyone had a clear purpose.

"The demonic aura is getting stronger and stronger. Could it be that all the demons are on the other side of the river?"

Chen Luo stretched out his right hand, and the mist passed through his palm, and a few drops of water condensed in the palm of his hand.

At first glance, the water droplets are no different from ordinary river water, but if you sense them carefully, you will find that the demonic energy contained in the water droplets is almost real. Except for the demon brains, other external brains are suppressed here, and the brains below the Spiritualization Realm are directly beaten back to their original form, and even the magical powers cannot be mobilized. If a human cultivator breaks in here, those below the Nascent Soul Realm will directly become mortals. Only the Spiritualization cultivators above the second step of cultivation have the ability to struggle here.

But that’s all. It’s basically impossible to fight with others.

At this moment, Chen Luo felt suppressed.

The induction of the legendary world has been completely cut off. This abnormal cut-off reminded Chen Luo of his experience in the legendary world. On the way here, the third top demon he met, Yu Nian, once told him that the legendary world had undergone great changes, and an ancient legend called "Blood Slaughter" disappeared.

These top demons came to him to exchange for the Yanghun Pill because they noticed Xue Tu's disappearance.

'I don't know if there is any connection between the two.'

Look forward through the mist.

Although there was a foggy area ahead, Chen Luo still felt the danger. Deep in the fog ahead, there seemed to be an ancient beast lying on the ground. This ancient beast was like a mountain, crawling on the ground, and all life close to it would be affected. This influence was not subjective, but was caused by the ancient beast being too powerful and its own unintentional aura.

'The hexagram is here.'

The thought suddenly came to mind, and the Tianji monk's brain began to remind Chen Luo that he had arrived at the location he had calculated. This made Chen Luo frown, and he looked around, but there was no end in sight. In addition to the fog, there was only the wooden boat they were riding on.

"It's dark night!"

"White light descends upon the world."

"On the Bailian River!"

"Only me, Black Wind."

The sound came from far away, and then got closer and closer, as if it was approaching quickly.

"Water Bandits!!"

The boatman showed a terrified expression on his face. For boatmen like him, the most fearful thing is pirates. Especially on the Bailian River, if you encounter pirates, it means your life is gone. The four people who were meditating in the cabin woke up at the same time. They quickly took out their weapons and ran out of the cabin.

Puff! !

As soon as the strong man who was running in the front rushed out, he saw a flash of white light, and then the head was carried high up by the white light. Blood spurted out from the broken neck, staining the river with blood, and the headless corpse fell off the boat with a "thump".

The three people behind quickly stopped when they saw this, and one of them said in a trembling voice.

"It's the Black Wind Twins!"

As soon as the words fell, a bright white sword light pierced through the cabin, and a sword pierced through the throat. The person who spoke was nailed to the other side of the ship like a rag doll. Then two more black lights flashed through the broken ship, and the bamboo and wood structure of the boat awning exploded instantly, and three bodies fell to the ground.

All this happened in just a matter of breaths, and the boatman was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, not daring to even look.

Chen Luo stood next to the boatman, his eyes fixed on the white mist on the left.

In the center of the white fog, a dilapidated raft crossed the river and stopped beside the wooden boat. There were two people standing on the bamboo raft. The one on the left was wearing a white gown and a white ghost mask on his face. The one on the right was wearing a black long skirt and a black ghost mask on his face.

When Chen Luo saw these two people, a smile appeared on his face.

After searching for so long, I finally found the person.

These two people were none other than Yuwen Ling and Ding Jian, who were originally assigned by Chen Luo to assist Huabeigui in tomb robbing. Both of them were Divine Transformation cultivators. With their foundation, killing these so-called "Divine Ability Realm" strongmen was no different from chopping melons and vegetables.

"Come down and leave this boat first."

The two people on the boat didn't seem to recognize Chen Luo. Ding Jian, who was wearing white on the left, spoke.

“You can’t leave!”

The boatman on the boat suddenly moved, and his arms turned visibly blue-black. His thick claws broke through his clothes and grabbed Yuwen Ling, who was closest to him.

bass!

A white light flashed, and the blade returned to its sheath.

Blood was spilled, and the boatman who jumped out screamed, then fell from the river with a "plop", and dark red blood emerged from the bottom of the water. After gurgling two bubbles, it returned to silence.

"Just the two of you? Where's the old turtle?"

Chen Luo flew onto the bamboo raft and asked.

It was a pity that Yuwen Ling and Ding Jian had no intention of answering his question. After lighting a fire and burning the wooden boat, they steered the bamboo raft to the other side.

Not long after, they ran into another wooden boat.

The two of them started the massacre in the same way, and after a while, they returned to the bamboo raft and headed in another direction. The thick white fog on the river did not affect them at all, but instead became their best cover.

Killing all the way.

Only after killing all the people on the seventh wooden boat did the two of them turn the bamboo raft around and head towards a small island in the middle of the river.

Passing through the white fog, the bamboo raft docked.

Yuwen Ling and Ding Jian jumped up, and Chen Luo followed them to the island. After they landed on the raft, it drifted away along the river and disappeared into the mist.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but don't worry, you will know when you get there."

Yu Wen Ling was leading the way in front, and looking at her expression, it seemed that she had really forgotten who Chen Luo was.

Chen Luo did not ask any more questions and followed them inside. Although he did not know what had happened, he still remembered the auras of Yuwen Ling and Ding Jian. He had left hidden tricks on both of them, so it was impossible for him to make a mistake.

Passing through the woods, there is a small hill behind.

The three of them walked along the steps and soon reached the top of the hill. Chen Luo's eyes wavered. He sensed a large number of unfamiliar auras, nearly a hundred people. Not only that, the moment he reached the top of the hill, the demonic aura in the air was significantly reduced, and the fog also disappeared, as if this was a pure land independent of the demon clan.

On the left side, close to the intersection, there stands a large flag, ten meters high, with a flag flying on it with three large black and gold characters on it.

'Humanity!'

"Do you feel the change?"

Yuwen Ling stopped and took off the mask on her face. The same thing happened to Ding Jian next to her. The face behind the mask was the same as what Chen Luo remembered. The only difference was their aura. From the aura of a pure cultivator, there was a hint of demonic aura. This was the influence of the external environment. After all, the two of them were not Return to Void cultivators, and they could not call on power from the Legend Realm. It was difficult to avoid the ubiquitous demonic aura in the air by relying only on the power of the Dharma Seed.

"The reason we saved you is because you are a humane monk like us."

Ding Jian also spoke up to explain.

These two patriarchs of the low-level immortal cultivation families of the Ancient Divine Sect completely forgot their identities and became bandits on the Bailian River.

"The boss is back!"

There was a noisy sound coming from afar. Most of the more than one hundred auras that Chen Luo had sensed before ran out from the house at the back. The two leading ones were particularly excited.

"This is the new brother. He is a humane monk just like us!"

Yu Wen Ling took two steps forward and briefly introduced Chen Luo's identity.

"welcome!"

"There are new brothers coming up the mountain! Our strength has grown a little bit."

After hearing Yu Wenling's introduction, everyone around her showed happy expressions, and everyone cast a friendly look at Chen Luo.

Chen Luo did not speak, but just watched quietly. He had just used his spiritual sense to scan the island and did not find the whereabouts of the flower-backed turtle. He did not know what happened, but the flower-backed turtle was separated from Yu Wenling and his two subordinates.

Enter the Juyi Hall.

Yuwen Ling and Ding Jian sat down in the seats of honor, and soon someone brought them wine and food.

The two men sat on it, drinking from big bowls and eating meat with big mouthfuls.

Yuwen Ling even took out a handful of blood-colored beads from her bosom and distributed them. Chen Luo remembered these blood-colored beads. When Yuwen Ling and Ding Jian killed the masters of the supernatural realm on the wooden boat, the long swords in their hands would compress the blood of the dead together and condense into blood beads. The blood beads distributed now were what they got from the killing.

"Don't practice their magic, it's a sacrificial method, and in the end you'll just be feeding the monsters." A middle-aged scholar with a haggard face walked over and sat down next to Chen Luo. The man took a chicken leg from the table in front of Chen Luo, took a bite, and then took out a secret book from his arms and handed it to Chen Luo.

“Practice this!”

"What's this?"

"This is the martial arts of the humane cultivators! The martial arts you have seen outside before were all passed down by demons and monsters, so you cannot practice them." The withered scholar introduced himself after saying this.

"Sima Ze, the human world ranks seventh." (End of this chapter)