City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

The old couple who raised their heads split their hair to the sides, and their faces finally appeared in front of them.

The several female warriors behind Yunman came to this blood pond for the first time. When they saw the true face of the old couple, they couldn't help but open their mouths. If Yunman hadn't stopped them in time with sharp eyes, They have already exclaimed.

Fang Bai frowned slightly, and stared at the old couple who was looking at him. Although he seemed to be unwavering on the surface, his heart was not calm.

The old couple had rough and loose skin, dull and dull, like dry bark, their eyes were dead gray, and their lips were a little bit purple. They seemed to be almost dead, not far from death.

From them, it was not the breath of a vigorous warrior, but a kind of Yin Qi similar to that of the Nether Corpse Land. This kind of breath made them both full of strangeness, which made people respect.

Except for Fang Bai at the scene, all the warriors who saw the old couple's appearance shuddered, and immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look again, for fear that they would annoy the old couple.

"Oh, nothing..."

Fang Bai quickly weighed the advantages and disadvantages in his heart, and finally did not say what was in his heart. He grinned at Yunman, pointed to the bowl of worry-free soup in her hand, and said: "This worry-free soup exudes a refreshing fragrance. It's refreshing... well, it should be delicious! Can I drink more bowls later?"

Seeing Fang Bai didn't say anything disrespectful, Yunman sighed in relief, then shook his head and said: "No! Only one bowl per person!"

Fang Bai nodded regretfully, and stopped speaking.

The eyes of the old couple stayed on Fang Bai for a few breaths and then retracted, as if nothing was wrong, they continued to pour out bowls of worry-free soup from the gourd in their hands and handed them to the warrior in front of them.

When it was Fang Bai's turn, Fang Bai took the worry-free soup from the old man in front of him, threw a potion away, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and strode to catch up with Yunman and the others.

After he walked through, the eyes of the old couple, which were hidden by their long hair, glanced towards his back. A ray of surprise radiated from the gray eyes, as if a hungry wolf had seen a delicious prey.

"Brother Fang, you scared me just now!"

After Fang Bai walked around, Yunman Ningxian said to him: "Did you just want to say something else to me? Well, you can say it now."

Fang Bai said, "Sister Yunman, is the worry-free soup really useful?"

Yun Man was startled, then shook his head and said: "I don't know, the last time I entered the Nether Corpse Land, I did not cross the Blood Pond River. However, according to some warriors who have drunk the worry-free soup, this soup can resist the erosion of the evil corpse. It's really useful."

Fang Bai turned his head to look at Yunman, and said solemnly: "Although the soul calming herb has the effect of calming the soul and calming the nerves, it can also control the mind of the warrior if it is matched with some other medicinal materials."

Yunman was shocked, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, but then he denied this feeling again, and smiled and said: "Fang Bai, you must be thinking too much! I think the old couple just want to make some money. Cultivation resources!"

He said: "Although the two of them are strong, if they dare to do that, they will be guilty of public anger and can withstand the crusade by thousands of warriors? They dare not!"

Fang Bai sighed: "Two dying people, will they care so much?"

"The dying person? Brother Fang, what do you mean by that?"

Yunman felt that there was something in Fang's vernacular, and couldn't help asking.

Fang Bai thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, maybe I really think too much! The purpose of our trip is to find treasures and take care of other things!"

While speaking, he has already stepped on the Naihe Bridge.

Yun Man knew that Fang Bai must have something to say, but he didn't want to say it anymore. He couldn't ask any more. He shook his head, and got rid of some bad thoughts. He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped on with a few warriors around him. On the Naihe Bridge, swept across the blood pool river.

Hundreds of warriors successively crossed the Naihe Bridge and reached the other side.

After passing the Naihe Bridge, it is the core area of ​​the Nether Corpse Land. Every warrior can feel that in the space here, the evil corpse qi is stronger than the other side of the blood pond river, although most of them have drunk without worry The soup has strengthened the ability to resist all kinds of harmful auras, but it is still more cautious than before.

Probably because the evil corpse here is too strong, Yunman and others encountered various obstacles when they discovered that their divine consciousness was released. At most, they could only detect movement within a radius of 500 meters. I don't know anything.

The five-hundred-meter buffer zone is far from enough for these strong players. If they encounter a strong opponent, they can rush to the front in the blink of an eye, and they don't have much time to deal with it.

"Everyone stays closer to each other. If you encounter an attack, you must help each other in time!"

Yunman said loudly.

When everyone heard the words, they immediately shortened the distance between each other, and the spirit weapons shook hands tightly, and became highly alert.

The corpse mountains and blood sea that passed by from time to time gave them a great shock and shock. In order to prevent themselves from wanting to be a member of these thousands of corpses, they had to unite as one and cooperate tacitly.

"Faster!"

When their ten-person team advanced for dozens of miles, Yunman's eyes brightened. On the edge of a pile of corpse mountains in front, he saw two warriors' corpses and quickly approached with Fang Bai and others.

The blood was still in the corpse of the two warriors, and it seemed that they had fallen shortly. There were two sacred middle-level spiritual weapons scattered around them, and the space ring on the finger had not been taken off.

Looking at the clothes of the two warriors, they should all belong to casual cultivators, so Yunman and the others are more relieved.

If it is a sect disciple who has fallen, after obtaining their cultivation resources, they must prevent encounters with their fellow sects, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble, and the martial arts practitioners need not worry about anything.

"Tweet!"

Accompanied by a blast through the air, an arrow glowing with faint green light rushed forward, and slid past Yunman's body, who was in the forefront, and nailed it to a tree that had been dead for an unknown number of years. Body.

"Boom!"

With a bang, the big tree that can only be reached by a few people, burst open, and debris filled the sky.

"These two people belong to our Five Poison Cult! Those who are conscious, get out of here!"

A cold voice that seemed to come from **** drifted through the mist in the distance. Yunman and the others followed the sound and saw five thin, black warriors rushing by.

The five warriors wore uniform costumes, each of them had a bag made of unknown material hanging from their waists, and each of them had a sneer at the corners of their mouths.

When the five of them approached, Yunman and the others all smelled a faint fishy smell from their noses.

"It's a disciple of the Five Poisons!"

After Yunman saw the incoming person clearly, his face changed slightly, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

Several other warriors in their team seemed to have heard of the name of the "Five Poisons". Seeing the five disciples of the Five Poisons approach, they couldn't help retreating back.