Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 86

After a few minutes.

A red streamer descended.

Xiang Feng's face was gloomy and watery, and anger gushed out of his eyes.

Since he broke through to Foundation Establishment, no one has ever dared to offend him like this.

Not to mention, the guidance of the Thousand Miles Tracing Talisman showed that the other party was the murderer who killed his nephew.

"Okay, very good!"

"Don't let me catch you!"

Xiang Feng stepped into this mysterious territory without stopping.

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The blood mist like yarn and water diffused.

Anle's whole body is covered with gray-black armor for protection from inhaling toxic substances.

"In this way, Xiang Feng should not trouble Su Dai anymore."

He sighed, suppressing his worry and reluctance for Su Dai, his face became serious and cold.

Unlike the situation when Zhu Ming was grabbed and killed by countless arms when he moved, the fog seemed to have undergone subtle changes and was very calm.

It was eerily quiet all around.

There seemed to be something more in the blood mist, quietly peeping, waiting for an opportunity to move.

An Le did not walk around in a hurry, but calmed down and observed.

"Vision, hearing, smell...the five senses are all weakened."

"Then, the same should be true for the foundation-building spiritual consciousness."

He turned to look at the woman in red next to him.

"Fortunately, I have Xiaoxiaohong."

After the initial vigilance and uneasiness, the woman in red seemed to have adapted to the environment here very quickly, with a relaxed expression on her face.

Coming here is like coming home.

To be honest, An Le also feels some inexplicable sense of comfort now, which may be related to his experience of transforming ghosts in the deduction.

"This place is an evil paradise!"

With a guess in his mind, he asked Xiao Xiaohong to open the way in front of him, moving forward with more caution.

Just two steps away, I saw a corpse.

This is a young man wearing Ziyunzong's robes.

His eyes widened, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and horror remained on his face.

There were no obvious scars all over his body.

But the strange thing is that not long after he clearly entered this strange place, his body showed signs of decay, shriveled and withered.

Not only does it emit a stench, but there are also white and fat maggots swimming around on its body.

An Le felt a slight chill in his heart.

But he still bent down and picked up the storage bag on his body with the extended tentacles of 【Armor】.

This thing is destined for me!

As for the corpse, An Le was not wasted.

The blood flame gradually ignited, melting together with the maggots.

There is a good saying - let the flame purify everything!
If this man is alive in heaven, he will definitely be thanked.

"The body of a practitioner is better than a beast."

Feeling the strength of the flame of blood resentment, An Le's eyes brightened slightly, and she looked into the depths of the mist with a cold smile.

"Purple Cloud Sect, Red Feather Sect...don't even think about running away."

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at the same time.

Wan Xinrong and other members of the Purple Cloud Sect were struggling in the blood mist.

"Uncle Wan, Junior Brother Chen is gone."

Someone walked up to Wan Xinrong and whispered, as if afraid of disturbing the existence in the blood mist.

"again?"

Wan Xinrong looked ugly.

In such a short time, two of them have already disappeared.

And in a place like this, being missing means...

The point is, with Zhu Ji's spiritual knowledge, he didn't realize how the two of them disappeared.

Thinking of this, Wan Xinrong shouted.

"Combine!"

Three foundation builders and three Qi practitioners form an formation together, and their spiritual powers are connected.

Then move very slowly, step by step.

"Hee hee hee……"

Weird laughter appeared and disappeared from time to time.

The foundation-building cultivator was fine, but the remaining three qi practitioners couldn't help swallowing, and their faces were pale.

This doesn't look like a blessed place, it's clearly a strange place!
"Uncle Wan, why don't we withdraw? This place...is too wrong."

Someone suggested.

Wan Xinrong and the other three Foundation Establishers remained silent.

The three of them vaguely sensed that there was some kind of treasure in the depths of this secret place, which was attracting them.

Perhaps, it can help them go further!
Although a few qi training disciples are important, they are insignificant when compared with their own future.

The speaker had no choice but to sigh from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, he felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and asked his companion.

"What are you doing with your hand on my shoulder?"

The companion was surprised and showed him: "Isn't my hand here?"

The man stopped suddenly, and then his hair stood on end.

Immediately afterwards, several withered arms poked out from the mist.
Grab the body of this qi training disciple and pull him into the blood mist.

"Wait for you!"

Wan Xinrong shouted angrily, and struck out a bolt of lightning from his palm, which landed on those arms.

Palm Thunder!
Specializes in overcoming evil spirits.

puff...

Pieces of withered arms were instantly scorched black, turning into black mud and splashing out.

However, in the blood mist, more and more arms are crazily drilling out.

******
The battle was at a stalemate.

The three Zhuji shot together, and their power was extremely terrifying.

But in this blood mist, no matter what spells, their power seems to have weakened.

Apart from the withered arms, there are also many strange evil beings attracted.

Very difficult.

Most importantly, their number seems to never end.

"It can't go on like this!"

Wan Xinrong made up his mind and urged a treasure talisman, he reminded.

"Embrace each other, don't let go!"

The miraculous fluctuations spread out, temporarily repelling the evil attack.

The space around the group is faintly distorted, and they are about to be teleported away.

At this moment, two big hands covered in pitch-black armor stretched out from the mist and grabbed the two qi cultivators.

"Shizier dare!"

Seeing this, Wan Xinrong's blood surged, but because he had to control the treasure talisman, he couldn't make a move in time.

The two foundation builders next to him reacted quickly, and the spell came out of their hands.

But still a step slower.

The two were pulled by a huge force, and were dragged into the blood mist in the next second.

Only two screams were heard.

Everyone's foreground changes, and they have come to another place.

Wan Xinrong gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

"Damn it! That's not evil, it's a living person!"

"A living person?"

While the rest of the people were indignant, their eyes widened in astonishment.

"How did he get into the evil?"

"That man, isn't he afraid of death?"

******
Seeing the breath of several living creatures dissipate.

Many evil spirits did not leave just then, but quietly surrounded this strange thing covered in armor.

They vaguely feel that the other party is a living person.

But there is a similar aura on his body, and there is also an indescribable sense of danger.

Such a contradictory and weird existence has never been seen by the evil spirits.

A strange bright red human-faced centipede emerged from the ground and opened its mouth, ready to bite it down.

In an instant, a flame scarletr than blood burned on its body.

"Ah ah!"

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

The other evil spirits retreated one after another, very afraid of this flame of resentment.

An Le looked around, the face under the armor was extremely ferocious.

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

Fierce resentment surged all over him.

Blood flames, burning silently.

The red-clothed woman stuck to his body, as if they were integrated into one body, regardless of each other.

At this moment, An Le looked more like Xie Chong than Xie Chong!

He dragged two corpses whose hearts had been blown out, and gradually left, disappearing into the blood mist.

******
After gathering the storage bag and devouring the two fresh corpses with blood flames.

An Le didn't stay in the blood mist for too long.

This kind of trick is good for Ziyunzong's Qi training, but it is useless for Xiang Feng.

Besides, this blood mist is just a weird appetizer.

Go through the area where the blood mist is.

The scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

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