This is actually a floating island!

Such a real island floated in the air, surrounded by a rich breath of death, which made the group of people look at each other.

"Go up and take a look."

Zhang Yuan suddenly whispered.

The white mist came too strangely, and it is probably related to this island.

A group of people flew silently towards the island.

The entire island is mysterious and shrouded in cold force. There is also fog inside the island, but this fog is much thinner than outside.

As soon as I came in, I saw the ground full of abandoned warships, tilting here in a row. Many warships had become shattered, covered with sword marks, and were filled with invisible destruction.

It seems that before the endless years, there had been a terrible tragic battle here, and most warships were covered with dust.

Xiang Batian, Ye Lingbo and others were secretly surprised.

"There are so many warships, this is not something of our civilization."

"This seems to be left by the powerful cultivator."

People in the Cultivation Department like to enforce magic weapons, and anything can be sacrificed and refined into treasures by them. They have seen many experts in the Cultivation Department use warships to transport.

As I saw, I saw that there were dense warships piled up here, at least thousands.

They observed for a moment and carefully flew towards the depths.

The mist is shrouded in mystery and unknown.

After flying out of this abandoned warship, white mist was shrouded in front of them, and there seemed to be a majestic giant palace standing, and the outline of the giant palace could be seen vaguely.

call!

Suddenly, a great danger came from behind and slapped Zhang Yuan's back.

Zhang Yuan felt the abnormality at the first time, and turned around in an instant, and met with a palm.

Bang!

A black shadow was shaken away by his palm, smashed into the distance, let out a sharp scream, and fled in a hurry to the distance.

"Don't let him go!"

Xiang Batian and others shouted and chased after him.

However, after the black shadow rushed into the fog, it disappeared instantly.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were calm and he suddenly looked at his palm. The palm began to turn black and a faint layer of fluff emerged. When his true energy changed, all the fluff was immediately forced out.

"Be careful, that thing was poisonous just now!"

He said in a low voice.

Only he could see the true face of the black shadow. He was not a human race, but a strange appearance. He was wearing black armor. The exposed area was covered with black hair and scale armor. He looked like a monkey, but he had more scale armor than the monkey.

They approached the vague giant palace ahead.

Through the thick fog, the outline of the giant palace became clearer and finally fully revealed in their sight.

The vicissitudes of life are coming to the face. The entire giant palace is made of reddish-brown giant stones, engraved with the wind and frost of time, giving people a magnificent and grand feeling.

In front of the giant palace, there is a gateway in the middle, which is very open and dark inside, so you can't see anything clearly.

At this moment, they came outside the gate of this giant palace, with cautious eyes looking around.

The stone pillars were carved with dark red fonts, like stained with blood, and scarlet fingerprints, filled with an indescribable strange aura.

Zhang Yuan and others all frowned.

"What an evil feeling, why do I feel like a face? Do you think?"

Li Xuan looked at a stone pillar in front of him in confusion.

Zhang Yuan and others surrounded him.

In addition to scarlet fingerprints, the thick stone pillar also had a vague blood stain, which looked very similar to the facial features of a person, as if staring at them silently.

In addition to this blood stain, there were other blood stains on the stone pillars, which were also vague, like a person making various expressions.

Sometimes it is painful, sometimes it is smiling, sometimes it is roaring, sometimes it is resentful...

This feeling is extremely strange.

Zhang Yuan and the others looked at the other stone pillars, and soon found such vague patterns on the other stone pillars, with various expressions and various expressions.

"Evil, indeed evil."

Sun Baxian whispered solemnly.

They watched here for a long time and walked towards the door.

The door was wide open and the light inside was extremely dim.

They walked in carefully, trying to figure out where this was.

call!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the corner, like a knife, making the group of people feel cold in their bodies.

They circulate their true energy, protect their bodies, and look into the hall.

The walls on both sides are hung with ancient paintings, at least dozens of them. The contents on them are very strange, which are scenes when different people enter the palace.

The angles of the portraits are also different, but without exception, the people in these portraits cannot see their faces clearly, and only have some backgrounds, just like the people who painted these paintings peeked in secret and painted them secretly.

They looked at the picture one by one.

Suddenly, Zhao Xuantong exclaimed in surprise, noticed a strange scene, and said, "This painting is so strange, and the ink traces seem to have not dried, as if they were just hung up."

Qingquan, Qingzhi and Qingbu all around him looked at them.

Qingquan couldn't help but touch it with his palm, and his hands were dark red, with a suspicious expression on his face, and said, "Strange, why is there a smell of blood? Isn't this blood?"

He hurriedly shook his hand and forced all the dark reds out.

"You see, is the content of this portrait a bit familiar?"

Qing Bu suddenly said in surprise.

Several of them looked at the portrait suspiciously.

Zhao Xuantong exclaimed directly and said, "This portrait is about us. Look, this is the scene when we were at the door just now. We were all watching around the pillar. This person is me, and this is Fairy Ye next to me."

Qingzhi, Qingquan and the other two also reacted, took a breath and looked at the scene in shock.

"It's really ours, his grandfather's. Who painted it like us? Why don't you draw a face?"

Qing Bu shouted.

The content of the portrait is the same as other portraits, only the back and no frontal face.

But it is vivid and they can recognize who this is just through the background.

The others were all alarmed and surrounded them.

"No, the situation is not right."

Xiang Batian looked surprised and stared at the portrait, saying, "We all come here, why are there ten people on this and the others?"

Everyone's faces changed and they all reacted.

Thirteen of them came here.

There are only ten people on the portrait, but what about the other three?

Is it not drawn or is it missing?

They hurriedly looked around.
Chapter completed!