City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

"How to do?"

Fang Bai's strange disappearance made Yunman and the others look at each other and be at a loss.

On the way, Fang Bai did not show the mountains and the dew, and was so low-key that he could no longer be low-key. Several of these secretly shots to help the team defeat powerful enemies, no one could tell.

It can be said that if there is no close relationship between Fang Bai and the Yan family, he is almost a role that can be ignored.

Yunman was very worried. If the warrior team he led returned to the female fairy city, how would they answer when the Yan family asked them about Fang Bai's news.

In the core area of ​​this Netherworld Corpse Land, missing alone, the possibility of falling is extremely high. If the Yan family angered them for this, they would have no escape.

Yunman understood this result, and other warriors naturally understood it.

"This Fang Bai, knowing that he is not very strong, has to run around! If we are condemned by the Yan family, it would be too wrong!"

Some warriors complained in a low voice.

"Sister Yun, how about... let's look around for Fang Bai? Maybe he is nearby?"

He Ping has always had a good impression of Fang Bai, worried about his disappearance, and whispered to Yunman.

Yunman nodded, so the nine people divided into three groups and looked in three directions. They agreed that the search range should not exceed ten miles. If Fang Bai is found, he will call with a whistling sound. If he can't find it, he will return to the place to gather.

When Yun Man and the others were looking for Fang Bai everywhere, they didn't know that Fang Bai had already quietly crossed the Grim Soul Ridge at this moment and swept into the thick fog in front of him.

Fang Bai had traveled the Netherworld Corpse Land once in his previous life, but at that time, Grim Soul Ridge was just an ordinary mountain, and there was no current title.

Fang Bai left the martial arts team and walked alone, because he wanted to go deep into the core area of ​​the Nether Corpse Land and see what happened there, so that the warriors like Yunman were distracted and afraid to go deep.

As soon as the dead soul ridge passed, the evil spirit and corpse energy around him attacked Fang Bai's brain as if it were substance. Fortunately, Fang Bai was a chaotic body, not invaded by all poisons, and no evil spirits entered, and was not affected at all.

If you change to a Jindan elementary powerhouse like Yunman, you will be affected by that strong evil spirit and heavy corpse energy in an instant, you will lose yourself, fall into an illusion, and it will be difficult to extricate yourself.

Once the warrior falls into the illusion here, the best result is madness. If he can get rid of the illusion in the future, it is okay, otherwise he will eventually self-mutilate and die, just like the Yan family's supreme elder.

It is normal for Yunman and others not to enter the Lost Soul Ridge. With their cultivation base, even if they drank the worry-free soup, they could not resist the evil corpse attack here.

As long as they crossed the Grim of Souls, there must be no return.

Moreover, the Wuyoutang and the old couple who sold the Wuyoutang are both problematic. Although they cover up well, they can't escape Fang Bai's keen observation.

Fang Bai even felt that the huge changes in the core area of ​​the Nether Corpse Land had a lot to do with the old couple.

Fang Bai's divine consciousness was released, and he probed the surrounding movement, his figure was like a bolt of lightning, breaking through the layers of fog, and constantly swept forward.

Fang Bai had sensed a strange aura before being on the banks of the blood pond. The closer he was to the core area, the stronger the strange aura, and the heavier curiosity in his heart.

It was because of this curiosity that Fang Bai wanted to find out.

"Huh? You little baby, whose cultivation is only a small foundation to complete the foundation, how can you get here?"

Suddenly a low and old voice came from Fang Bai's ear.

Fang Bai was surprised when the sound came suddenly, without any warning.

Immediately, a hundred-year-old old man broke into Fang Bai's divine consciousness scan.

The old man was white and fat, kind eyebrows, good-looking, and his face was full of red light, which made people feel good and close at first sight.

He was wearing a piece of clothing that was so dirty that he couldn't see any color. There was a black and shiny gourd about the size of a palm hanging from his waist. The gourd made a "cooing" sound as his body moved. It's some kind of liquid.

"Unexpectedly, there will be strong Nascent Souls here!"

After Fang Bai saw the white fat old man's cultivation base, he couldn't help but sucked in a cold breath.

With Fang Bai’s current foundation and perfect cultivation base, he can still fight against the strong Jindan, but if he meets the strong Yuan Ying, he is definitely not an opponent. If the opponent has the intention to kill him, he has no power to fight back. Can escape obediently, otherwise there is only a dead end.

The fat old man is the strongest person Fang Bai has encountered since his rebirth. He doesn't know whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend, so he can only be fully on guard, as if he is facing an enemy.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, Little Wawa, I'm not a bad person, I won't harm you!"

As the fat old man spoke, he had already reached Fang Bai's front, paused, and looked at Fang Bai with interest.

He was looking at Fang Bai, and Fang Bai was also looking at him.

The old and the young are three feet apart, you look at me with big eyes and small eyes, and when I look at you, I feel surprised in my heart.

"Weird... weird..."

After a while, the white fat old man frowned, scratching the back of his head, and said: "You little baby is very strange. You are obviously just building a foundation and perfect cultivation, but why can't I see you?"

Fang Bai smiled "hehe" and thought: "My former imperial emperor, I have been reborn in this life, and brought me the memory of two generations. If you can see me through, that would be great! Also, I have two lives before and after Fang Bai Having lived for tens of thousands of years, you old fellow yelling at a "little baby", you are not afraid of losing your life!"

The fat old man strode to the next big rock and sat down, patted the empty space beside him, and motioned for Fang Bai to come and sit too.

"Drink or not? It's in my gourd, but it's a good thing!"

The fat old man Bai is obviously a self-cooked person. He pulled out the gourd plug, took a sip from his neck, and then handed the gourd to Fang Bai, smiling at Fang Bai, as if he wanted to see if he had the courage to drink.

Changing to other martial artists, he decided not to take the gourd, let alone drink the things in the gourd.

But Fang Bai was not afraid at all. He took the gourd in the hands of the fat old man, raised his neck and drank heavily until the corners of the fat old man’s mouth twitched, and he kept calling to stop, he stopped, wiped the corners of his mouth, and laughed:" happy!"

"You little baby, do you know how precious my "Thousand Spirit Liquid" is? You actually drank seven sips...No, it was eight sips...Oh! I feel so sorry for me!"

The fat old man stretched out his hand to **** the gourd back, stuffed the gourd again, and hugged it firmly in his arms with a painful look.

The "Thousand Thousand Spirit Liquid" of the white fat old man is brewed from a thousand kinds of spirit fruits that have been medicine for thousands of years. Bones.

For the martial artist, drinking a sip of "Thousand Thousand Spirit Liquid" is more useful than consuming millions of sacred spirit stones.

The white fat old man ran over thousands of mountains and rivers, and worked hard for several years. How could he not feel heartache when Fang Bai made such a gourd "Thousand Thousand Spirit Liquid" and was slammed with it in one breath?