By the Blood Spirit River, Fang Yanli looked at Mu Xin with a surprised expression.

Originally, Mu Xin's appearance before didn't seem to know much about this place, but what was in that bag was like a prophet, and he had prepared it early.

He was amazed, but Mu Xin was already slowly walking along the banks of the Blood Spirit River.

Fang gradually left to keep up, not daring to take a step behind.

"This blood aura is really amazing, even if I haven't built a foundation yet, it seems that the buff effect on me is stronger than the external aura. Fang gradually left and sighed in admiration.

As he spoke, suddenly the corner of his eyes flashed in the Blood Spirit River, and he was stunned.

I saw that not far from him, the blood-colored river water actually revealed the Dao Dao spiritual light, and a glittering long sword could be faintly seen in the spiritual light.

The shape of the long sword is simple, even the blood spirit river can't cover the huge spiritual pressure on it, and it is a rare treasure at first glance.

Just after a glance, the ghost made a god worse, and Fang gradually began to lean towards the long sword slightly.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, making Fang gradually clear out of his mind, and he immediately came back to his senses.

"The things in the Blood Spirit River can't be taken easily, otherwise they will melt into it, which is also a means in the Blood Spirit River. ”

Listening to Mu Xin's words, Fang gradually wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and realized that this Blood Spirit River seemed to be gentle, but in fact, it was already a devouring beast after someone's arrangement.

Fortunately, with Mu Xin's guidance, otherwise if he really couldn't restrain the greed in his heart, he wouldn't really know how to catch the Dao of the Blood Spirit River.

"Although the aura born from this Blood Spirit River is of great benefit to my physical body, it also has the ability to bewitch, so I have to guard against it. Fang Yanli said softly.

He finally understood why Mu Xin didn't wade directly across the river, but had to find the bridge on the other side.

Mu Xin paused when he heard this, looked back at Fang Yanli, and said: "There are many treasures in the Blood Spirit River, which seem to be within reach, but in fact they are dangerous and abnormal, and there have always been countless people who have died in them because of greed, and if you want to live, you should pay less attention to the things in the river." ”

Fang gradually left and scratched his head in embarrassment.

He actually glanced at it casually, how did he become a greedy person who was not greedy enough to swallow elephants in Mu Xin's mouth?

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The two of them walked along the banks of the Blood Spirit River for about an hour, but the Blood Spirit River was really strange and unusual, forever flowing, and there was no end in sight.

Along the way, he only felt a lot of spiritual light flickering in the Blood Spirit River, but he didn't dare to look at it carefully.

After walking for a while, Mu Xin stopped, looked down at his feet, and didn't know what he was thinking.

It was only after a while that she took out another white jade-like thing.

Fang Yanli had seen this thing, it was a thing called anti-jade, and it seemed to have some wonderful connection with Mu Xin's spirit treasure sealing jade.

With a flick of his fingertips, Mu Xin nailed the anti-jade in his hand to the ground, and then continued to walk along the riverside.

Fang gradually left his intuition inexplicably, but he didn't ask too much.

This doubt had always existed in his heart, and it was not until another hour later that he saw an anti-jade on the ground in front of him again, and the doubt in his heart instantly turned into shock.

Just thinking about it for a moment, he thought of something.

"Is the Blood Spirit River a ring?" Fang Yanli looked in the front and back directions in surprise, and couldn't help but ask.

Although it seems that the Blood Spirit River is infinitely extended, endless, looking at the anti-jade in front of him, it is clearly the one that Mu Xin left here an hour ago.

Mu Xin was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "The Blood Spirit River thousands of years ago stretched for thousands of miles, even if the foundation building cultivators didn't have a way to escape, they wouldn't be able to go back and forth for a few days, not to mention that there were all kinds of dangers, and the Blood Spirit River had been in a mysterious change. ”

Fang Yanli looked at the meadow in the distance and the mountains and forests beyond, and had already drawn a huge drawing in his heart, on which the Blood Spirit River presented a ring, encircling a certain existence in it.

"Could it be that this is the realm of an ancient sect, otherwise why would there be such a big battle?" Fang Yanli thought for a while and asked.

"This was indeed a sect before, called the Huangquan Sect. Mu Xin made a move, and the anti-jade returned, and said slowly.

Fang gradually left looking at Mu Xin, who turned around and left immediately after speaking, his heart was shocked, he asked casually, he didn't expect that this place was really an ancient sect.

Huangquan Sect, let alone heard these three words, Fang Yanli has never seen relevant records in any classics.

It is really incomprehensible that such an existence would be known to a foundation-building monk, and even be able to take him directly into the depths of the former Blood Spirit River.

"Senior Sister, since we already know that the Blood Spirit River is a ring, why do we continue to do useless work around it?" Fang asked in confusion.

But in the face of Fang Yuanli's question, Mu Xin didn't answer it again this time, but still walked around the Blood Spirit River.

Fang gradually deflated, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stopped talking.

So the two of them were still circling the Blood Spirit River, but they didn't say a lot of words.

Time passed gradually, and half an hour passed.

Because he didn't dare to look at the things in the Blood Spirit River at will, Fang gradually felt bored, and wanted to sit down and cultivate for a while.

It was at this moment that Mu Xin finally stopped.

Fang gradually left Mu Xin to stop, and suddenly came to his senses, and looked at it, but saw that Mu Xin was looking at the middle of the Blood Spirit River.

Fang gradually left his doubts, raised his eyes, and suddenly saw that there was something more in the Blood Spirit River.

Upon closer inspection, it was actually a corpse wrapped in a yellow robe, and the whole body of the corpse had almost melted, and it was estimated that it would be completely melted into the Blood Spirit River in the near future.

Fang Yanli noticed that there was a red sign on the waist of this corpse, and the light on it could be clearly seen even in the Blood Spirit River.

Unlike those treasures scattered in the Blood Spirit River, this corpse and that token did not cause greed in Fang Gradual's centrifugation, it should be a bit mysterious.

According to Fang Yanli's conjecture, the bridge on the other side should have something to do with this corpse, otherwise Mu Xin would not have deliberately stopped.

Sure enough, Mu Xin only observed for a while, then made a decisive move, and volleyed at the red token with his bare hand, and saw that the token began to sway, rising from the waist of the corpse.

It can be said that it is too late and that it is fast, and I see that the token is about to fly up from the corpse, and the shock is sudden!

The corpse seemed to have some spirituality, and although there were no terrifying changes, Sen Bai's arms pressed hard, pressing the red token back into his body.

At the same time, there seemed to be a gust of wind on the Blood Spirit River, and in the blink of an eye, a large huge wave was set off, and it flew towards the corpses.

With a bang, Fang gradually left to look again, and when he looked again, he had already realized that he was carried far away by Mu Xin, narrowly avoiding the blood spirit river water that splashed on the bank.

The loud noise continued, and it took a long time for the Blood Spirit River to calm down, and the two hurriedly approached again.

But at this time, the corpse was gone, and even the token disappeared together.

"Senior sister......" Fang gradually turned his head to look at Mu Xin, and said in confusion.

But suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he saw a drop of crimson blood dripping down the edge of the pure white mask on Mu Xin's face.

When did Mu Xin actually get injured?