Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Such a contradictory and strange existence is something the evil spirits have never seen before.

A strange, bright red centipede with a human face crawled out from the ground, opened its mouth, and prepared to bite something.

In an instant, its body surface burned with flames redder than blood.

"Ah ah!"

The human-faced centipede immediately let out a scream like a woman's wail, which was shrill and terrifying.

Other evil spirits retreated one after another, greatly afraid of the flame of resentment.

Anle looked around and saw that the faces under the armor were extremely ferocious.

"Want to kill me? You can come and try!"

A murderous resentment surged around him.

Blood flame, burning silently.

The woman in red pressed herself against his body, as if they were one and the same.

At this moment, Anle seems more evil than evil spirits!

He dragged two corpses with their hearts exploded and gradually moved away, disappearing in the blood mist.

******

After collecting the storage bag, he devoured two fresh corpses with blood flames.

Anle did not stay in the blood mist for too long.

Such tricks may work against Ziyun Sect's Qi training, but they are useless against Xiang Feng.

Besides, this blood mist is just an appetizer for the strange land.

Go through the area where the blood mist is.

The scene before my eyes suddenly became clear.

It will be on the shelves next Friday! However, I don’t have a single chapter saved (so panic!)

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Chapter 87 Crossing the River

This is a valley between mountains.

Except for the road we came from, there are dark mountains on three sides, which are continuous and winding, as if surrounded by mountains.

From a distance, it's all dark green.

But the strange thing was that Anle had never seen such mountains outside the blood mist.

It's like... I've arrived in another place.

Perhaps because of the obstruction of the mountain, the light nearby is dim and there is always a gray texture in the sky.

Fortunately, Anle has the [Night Vision] entry, so I can still see it clearly.

He first regulated his breathing on the spot, suppressing the evil spirit that had surged in his heart, while secretly reflecting on himself.

"It's still too reckless."

Given Anle's usual character, he would definitely not risk his life just to kill two insignificant Qi-cultivating monks.

but……

"I can't stand it!"

A hint of bloody murderous intent flashed in Anle's eyes.

His fists trembled slightly, as if he wanted to smash or tear something apart.

It must be said that the experience of this deduction and the subtle stimulation of the strange place caused a slight change in his character.

Moreover, in this kind of hellish place, I'm afraid...

Not crazy, not live!

Only if you are more brutal than the evil spirits can you walk out of here alive.

Of course, Anle did not lose his mind.

On the contrary, he was more awake than ever.

He knew very well what he should do now.

******

Take a few Qi-restoring pills and Qi-blood-replenishing pills.

Wait until the medicine takes effect and the condition returns to the best.

Anle's eyes under the armor opened, revealing a faint light.

Call Xiao Xiaohong and head forward again.

Crunch... Crunch...

My foot stepped on a dry, dark red branch, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Unlike the dense forest just now, the vegetation here is very sparse, with only a few crooked trees and scattered shrubs.

Looking around, there was not even a place to hide.

It seems peaceful and harmonious, but in fact it is full of dangers.

[Beast Instinct] A tingling sensation is present all the time.

Sometimes mild, sometimes strong.

Whenever Xiao Xiaohong showed a strange look on her face, Anle would choose to take a detour.

He went around the road three or four times, a distance of less than 100 meters.

Fortunately, Anle finally walked through this road safely and looked up.

Not far away, a deep river is already in sight.

The river flows out from somewhere in the mountains and flows to an unknown place, with no starting point or end visible.

To be honest, the river is not very wide and you can see the other side at a glance.

With the skills of a cultivator, there are several ways to easily cross the river.

But by the river, Ziyun Zong and others stood there with solemn expressions, not daring to act rashly.

Wan Xinrong was driving a magical weapon and flying over the river.

Wow!

Water splashed everywhere.

A black shadow suddenly emerged from the dark river water, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the magic weapon into its stomach in one gulp.

Then he fell into the water and was never seen again.

Its speed was so fast that even Wan Xinrong could hardly see it clearly, let alone ordinary Qigong practitioners.

It could only be vaguely perceived with spiritual consciousness that its body was covered with a layer of long red hair and fish-like scales.

"Uncle Wan, how about...flying higher?"

The only remaining Qi training disciple Xu Sanchi said softly.

But the three foundation-building monks had no intention of doing so.

In the air of this secret place, there lurks an existence far more terrifying than this river.

At this time, there was the sound of gurgling water on the river.

The oars pushed the water.

A small boat came from afar.

There was a figure wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, standing on the boat, rowing slowly and humming an ancient ballad.

Wan Xinrong and others felt a chill in their hearts.

The figures that appear in a place like this are most likely... not human at all!

The boat soon reached the shore.

A hoarse and old voice asked from under the shadow of the bamboo hat.

"Four destined people, do you want to cross the river?"

Wan Xinrong's heart skipped a beat, but he said without changing his expression.

"Then I'll bother you, father-in-law."

Even now, he still believes that there are great opportunities deep in this secret place.

Perhaps it could get him one step closer to the golden elixir.

Having come this far, Wan Xinrong would not be willing to give it a try!

"Heh... Then please get on board."

The ferryman chuckled sarcastically and stepped aside.

Wait until all four of them got on the boat.

"Father, you are..."

Wan Xinrong was a little confused when he saw that the other party was not leaving.

The ferryman said quietly, "There is still one person who is destined to be with you."

Before he finished his words, a strange figure, completely in black and with no clear face, slowly walked towards the river bank.

He was filled with murderous resentment.

What covers its body is not so much armor as a layer of living substance, with sharp spikes and emitting a toxic and sweet smell.

Seeing this man's appearance, Xu Sanchi, the weakest one, was frightened so much that his face turned pale and he trembled slightly.

"It's...it's you!"

He recognized that this guy was the one who killed his two senior brothers.

Wan Xinrong's face changed, anger surged in his heart. Just as he was about to take action, he heard the ferryman's hoarse words.

"Fighting and killing is not a good thing."

"Otherwise, He will be angry."

After saying that, he didn't care about the reactions of the people on the boat and paddled hard.

"Cross the river!"

The boat started to move slowly.

Wan Xinrong stared at Anle angrily, but finally held back.

When he was about to take action, he felt a premonition of extreme danger in his consciousness.

The ferryman is not exaggerating.

There is some kind of existence watching them.

Anle sat down, not surprised by the result.

Not only on this small boat, but even after reaching the other side of the river, this group of people will not have the opportunity to take action for the time being.

This is why he dared to show up so openly.

Neither side had any intention of communicating with each other.

The air became quiet.

The only sound left was the gurgling water.

Anle lowered his head and looked into the deep river water, vaguely seeing strange creatures moving.