City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Spiritual energy surges like a tide, and the fighting spirit is as fierce as a knife.

The six figures criss-crossed, separated at once, fighting vigorously in the thick fog.

The spirit weapon that kept hitting in the air made a "clank" sound. The sound passed for several miles, and the momentum was amazing and shocking.

Within a radius of thirty feet centered on the six human shadows, it has long been razed to the ground by the scattered aura. The six coercive forces cover all directions, and it is difficult for warriors below the Golden Core level to approach.

He Wuji and Fang Bai appeared on a hill one kilometer away from the battlefield, watching from a distance the six people in the war.

He Wou-ki is also a well-informed person. After observing for a few times, he can see that four of the six people are puppets controlled by humans. There is a strange light in the eyes, and he muttered: "I didn't expect to meet here. To the legendary puppet corpse! Well, to be able to control four golden cores to complete the puppet corpse, the cultivation base of the person behind the scenes is at least a powerful person in the Yuanying realm!"

He continued to observe since the moment, and then muttered to himself: "The four puppets are rigorous offensive and defensive, and they are well-founded. They should put out an offensive and defensive formation. Although the two attacked by them are also strong in Jindan, they are not for the time being. The wind falls, but after a long time, the aura is exhausted, and there is life in danger!"

Fang Bai stood slightly behind He Wuji's side, listening to He Wuji talking to himself there, his gaze fell on the four puppet corpses in the battle ahead, his eyes flickering, and his interest was intense.

And the two Jindan Consummated Martial Artists fighting against four puppet corpses, one with fat head and big ears and one with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, both wearing Chinese clothes, looking wrong, and revealing a strong murderous and cold evil spirit on their bodies, they know that they are not good people.

"The two of you don't want to stand by and come here to help!"

They were fighting fiercely with four puppets, one fat and one thin, two perfect golden cores who had fallen into the wind. When Fang Bai and He Wuji appeared on the mountain here, they found two of them. After avoiding the attack of a puppet corpse, the warrior waved to Fang Bai and He Wuji and shouted loudly.

The thin warrior continued: "In the big tomb in front, there are countless training resources! After the four of us join forces and kill these four puppets, we can evenly divide the cultivation resources in the big tomb!"

The fat warrior was afraid that Fang Bai and He Wuji would not make a move, and said: "These four puppets are not afraid of being hacked by spiritual weapons, and they don't know the disability and pain. They are extremely powerful. The two of us are not opponents! If the two of you refuse to help, wait. If both of me fall, it will be your turn!"

After a pause, he said loudly: "I two are the Supreme Elders of the Five Poisons. If the two of you are willing to help each other, the Five Poisons will be rewarded!"

The two fat and thin warriors continued to sacrifice their spiritual weapons and fought fiercely with the four puppets who seemed to be tireless and frantically besieging themselves. At the same time, they screamed and wanted to impress Fang Bai and He Wuji to come and help.

"It turns out to be the Supreme Elder of the Five Poisons! Haha..."

Fang Bai looked at the two Golden Core Perfection powerhouses who had been hurriedly forced by the four puppets, a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Fang Bai met with Wu Heng and other five disciples of the Five Poison Sect before, and secretly helped Yunman and others kill Wu Heng. He did not expect to encounter two senior five Poison Sects here again. It was really Yuanjia Luzhao.

For the Five Poison Sect, Fang Bai has only disgust, but no affection.

"Good disciple, did the Five Poisons provoke you? Would you like Master to help you destroy them?"

He Wuji observed his face and color, and saw his disciple sneer when he mentioned the Five Poison Sect.

Fang Bai smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "A little holiday, don't bother Master!"

Fang Bai and He Wou-ki are both evil-like people. Aside from the hatred between Fang Bai and the Five Poison Sect, they just saw the appearance of the two Five Poison Sect leaders, they felt that they were not good people, and naturally it was impossible to shoot. Help.

So the master and apprentice stood on the mountain with their arms folded, and let the two Five Poison Sect elders shout loudly, unmoved at all.

"Apprentice, if we don't save it like this, isn't it bad?"

"Is it bad? I didn't think it! Master, do you think the same amount of cultivation resources is divided between four people or two people?"

"Of course the two are divided a lot!"

"That's why, we have to die without saving!"

"Haha, it makes sense! The two of them are dead, and the training resources belong to our master and apprentice!"

"Yes! Let them continue to scream!"

"In this deserted mountain, it's useless for them to crack their throat! Hey..."

"Haha..."

On the mountain, a pair of unscrupulous masters and disciples giggled and laughed at each other.

This laughter came into the ears of the two elders of the Five Poison Cult in the distance, and the angry two jumped and cursed.

"Just now they said that there are cultivation resources in the big tomb...There really is a big tomb in front of you! Go, let's go and take a look!"

Seeing that the two elders of the Five Poison Sect were still able to support him for a while, He Wuji took Fang Bai down the mountain, bypassed the scene of the Battle of Six, and rushed towards a large grave discovered by his spiritual sense.

"In the big tomb in front, there may be a puppet corpse! My apprentice, be careful, follow me closely, and I will protect you!"

Sweeping forward for thousands of meters, a large grave full of grass appeared in Fang Bai's spiritual consciousness.

The big tomb is about ten meters high and has an area of ​​one hundred meters, like a magnificent huge building standing in the dense fog, the shadow is so beautiful, it is difficult to see.

Inside the big tomb, a few faint and cold auras of monsters were faintly revealed, which was the same as the aura exuding from the four puppet corpses outside, and seemed to be stronger.

"When I came here to experience tens of thousands of years ago, I didn't have this big tomb. It seems that it should have been built after my ascent, and it should be tens of thousands of years old. I just don't know who is buried in it."

Fang Bai followed He Wuji to the big tomb, and the two masters and disciples circled the big tomb and couldn't help but exclaimed.

This large tomb was built with tens of thousands of huge earthen-spirit stones. Not only is it strong and unusually strong, but there are also formations inside and outside the large tomb. It is impossible even for ordinary Nascent Soul realm experts to destroy it.

"Looking at the scale of this big tomb, the one buried in it must be a powerful person! It's just that, although there are massive cultivation resources that can be sensed in the tomb, it's not easy to get it!"

The two masters and apprentices stood on the south side of the big tomb at last, watching the entrance of the big tomb behind the stele was sealed tightly by a three-foot-thick gate made of meteorite iron from the sky. He Wuji sighed, "Look, this The gate is not only strong, but also blessed by a defensive array. Even with ordinary king-grade spirit weapons, it cannot be destroyed."

"Haha...you two are swollen, right? Hahaha...tell you, if you want to enter this big tomb, neither of us can do it, nor can you two!"

At this moment, the laughter of the two elders of the Five Poisons Sect came from two kilometers away, and the laughter carried the meaning of gloating.