Chapter 87
This is a mountain valley.

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

From a distance, it is all dark green.

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

It's almost as if... came to another region.

Perhaps because of the shading of the mountain, the nearby light is dim, and the sky always has a gray texture.

Fortunately, An Le has an entry for [Night Vision], so she can still see clearly.

He first adjusted his breath on the spot, subdued the evil pressure that had surged up in his heart, and at the same time secretly reflected.

"It's still too reckless."

With An Le's usual personality, he would definitely not put himself in danger just to kill two insignificant qi cultivators.

but……

"I can't bear it!"

Anle's eyes flashed a bloody murderous intent.

His fists trembled slightly, wanting to explode and tear something apart.

It has to be said that the experience of this deduction, as well as the subtle and subtle stimulation, made his character slightly deflected.

Moreover, in such a ghostly place, I'm afraid...

Not crazy, not live!
Only by being more ferocious than the evil spirit can one walk out of here alive.

Of course, An Le did not lose his mind.

Instead, he was more awake than ever.

He knew very well what he was going to do now.

******
Take a few Huiqi pills and Qixue pills.

After the potency of the medicine dissolves, the state returns to its best.

The eyes under An Le's 【Armor】opened, revealing a gleam.

Call on Xiao Xiaohong and start moving forward again.

Crack...Crack...

The foot stepped on a dry dark red branch and leaf, making a teeth-stinging sound.

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

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

It looks calm and peaceful, but it is actually lurking dangerously.

[Beast Instinct] There is a tingling sensation all the time.

Sometimes slightly, sometimes strongly.

An Le chooses to take a detour wherever Xiao Xiaohong has a strange expression on her face.

He detoured three or four times for a distance of less than [-] meters.

Fortunately, An Le finally walked through this road without any risk, and looked up.

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

The river flows out from somewhere in the mountains, and then flows to an unknown place, with no beginning and end in sight.

To be honest, the river is not very wide, and the opposite bank can be seen at a glance.

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

But by the river, Ziyunzong and the others stood there with solemn expressions, not daring to act lightly.

Wan Xinrong was driving a magic weapon to fly over the river.

Whoa!

Water splashes everywhere.

From the black river water, a black figure suddenly drilled out, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the magical artifact in one gulp.

It then fell into the water and was never seen again.

Its speed is so fast, not to mention ordinary qi training, even Wan Xinrong can hardly see it clearly.

It can only be caught vaguely with spiritual consciousness, and its body is covered with a layer of long red hair and fish-like scales.

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

Xu Sanchi, the only remaining qi training disciple, said softly.

But none of the three foundation-building monks had any plans to do so.

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

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

Oars move the water.

A small boat sails from afar.

There is a figure wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, standing on the boat, rowing the oars unhurriedly, humming an ancient song in his mouth.

Wan Xinrong and the others felt chills in their hearts.

Most of the figures that appear in such places... are not human at all!
The boat docked quickly.

Under the shadow covered by the bamboo hat, a hoarse and old question came.

"Four predestined people, but want to cross the river?"

Wan Xinrong's heart skipped a beat, and he said without changing his face.

"Then trouble the old man."

Even now, he still believes that there is a great opportunity deep in this secret place.

Maybe it can bring him one step closer to Jindan.

We have come here, Wan Xinrong will not be reconciled if we don’t try it!

"Heh...then, please get on board."

The ferryman chuckled sarcastically and stepped aside.

Wait until all four of them got into the boat.

"Old man, you are..."

Wan Xinrong was a little puzzled when he saw that the other party had not left for a long time.

The ferryman said quietly: "There is a predestined person, but there is another one."

Before the words were finished, a strange figure whose whole body was pitch black and whose face could not be seen clearly walked slowly towards the bank of the river.

A ferocious resentment lingered throughout his body.

The body covered is not so much armor, but a layer of living matter, with sharp spikes and a fishy sweetness of poison.

Seeing this man's appearance, Xu Sanchi, who was the weakest, turned pale with fright and trembled slightly.

"Yes... it's you!"

He recognized that this guy killed his two senior brothers.

Wan Xinrong's expression changed, and anger welled up in his heart. He was about to make a move when he heard the ferryman's hoarse words.

"It's not a good thing to fight and kill."

"Otherwise, he will be angry."

After speaking, he didn't care how the people on the boat reacted, and pushed the oars hard.

"Cross the river!"

The boat moved slowly.

Wan Xinrong stared at An Le angrily, but finally held back.

When he wanted to do something, a premonition of extreme danger came from his spiritual consciousness.

The ferryman is not alarmist.

Something is watching them.

An Le sat down, not surprised by the result.

Not only on this small boat, but after reaching the other side of the river, this group of people will not have a chance to make a move for the time being.

That's why he dared to show up.

Neither side intended to communicate with each other.

The air quieted down.

Only the sound of gurgling water remained.

An Le lowered her head, looked at the deep river, and could vaguely see strange things moving.

There are clusters of dark red hair floating on the bottom of the river like river algae.

"Master... Uncle Master!"

Xu Sanchi exclaimed in a low voice, his face full of horror.

In the river next to him, a pale human face emerged from the water, the eye sockets were dark, and the eyeballs had been gouged out long ago.

But at the corner of the woman's mouth, there was a strange smile.

"Don't look!"

Wan Xinrong said in a muffled voice.

Based on his experience, if you leave many evil spirits alone, they won't pose much of a threat.

On this small boat that ferries people, it should be relatively safe.

But the naughty girl in the river was still relentless and followed around the boat.

From the whitened lips and teeth, uttered sad and sad words.

"Why...won't you come with me?"

"Come on, come to me..."

There is a unique bewitching charm in the words.

Xu Sanchi's expression was in a daze for several times, and he almost fell into the water.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the tyrannical and angry voice of the weirdo beside him.

"You... are so noisy!"

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the face, and with all his strength, he forcibly pulled the female ghost up from the river.

Dirty river water splashed on the boat.

Below the human face, there is no skin, no flesh and blood, no bones, only a mass of wet blood-colored hair tangled together like living blood vessels.

"you!"

Fear just appeared on the woman's face, and her voice became shrill.

"You, you are..."

Click!

In the next second, the human face was crushed by An Le's big hands.

At the same time, bloody flames rose up, covered its whole body, and melted away in an instant.

It made his demeanor even more ferocious and terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Xu Sanchi was dumbfounded.

Even the faces of the three Foundation Establishment showed strange colors.

Even they had never seen such a strange flame.

But after being surprised, Wan Xinrong felt happy.

"Openly confronting the rules of this place, he is dead!"

However, after the ferryman looked back at An Le, he did nothing and continued to row the oars.

As if nothing happened.

The boat was still moving slowly.

 Thanks to "Xiazhi Jiansheng" and "Yu Yu" for the 100 coin reward!thank you very much!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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