Chapter 1216 Turbid Qi

No one would have thought that Xiao Fan, the monster from the weakest Southern Territory, would stand up to the other eight cultivators by himself. No one dared to compete with him.

They originally just wanted to have some fun, so they chose the Southern Territory, the weakest target. However, it was their Eighth Territory monks who suffered in the end.

Of course, these people are just medicine-refining geniuses with little strength, so Xiao Fan can easily deal with them. If they were real martial arts geniuses, it would definitely be a different situation.

The eight domain monks left, leaving only the people from the southern domain. The others all stood at the door of the hall. Many of them lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan glanced at the entire palace, his soul power covering the entire palace, but he did not find the presence of Old Xi. Could it be that he has left?

For some reason, Xiao Fan felt a little disappointed. He glanced at Yun Zheng not far away and said, "Where are the other two palaces in our southern region?"

"I will take you there right now." Yun Zheng took a deep breath. He was also shocked by Xiao Fan's strength, and said in his heart: "Except for Xiao Fan, this person is the most genius I have ever seen."

If Yun Zheng knew that the person in front of him was the same person as the figure in his mind at the moment, I wonder what he would think.

Yun Zheng took Xiao Fan to live in a palace. Except for Xiao Fan and Yun Zheng, no one else dared to follow him in.

How could those people in the Southern Territory have the nerve to rely on Xiao Fan at this moment? Xiao Fan gave them a chance to regain their dignity. Unfortunately, except for Yun Zheng, they didn't take their dignity to heart at all.

As for the other empty palace, Xiao Fan didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't care if the monks from the Southern Domain lived in it, but the monks from the other eight domains would definitely not dare to enter.

"You can find a room to stay in, and don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." Xiao Fan left a message and walked into a room to prepare for practice.

However, just after setting up the soul world, Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, he opened the door and walked out, only to see a black shadow standing not far away, his body shaky.

"Mr. Xi, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Fan looked at Mr. Xi in surprise.

At this moment, Mr. Xi was bloodless, with a layer of black energy lingering around his body, his eyes were sunken, and his wrinkled skin was almost squeezed together.

Moreover, the energy and blood in Xi Lao's body were very weak, with almost only one breath left, and the whole person seemed to have aged dozens of years.

You must know that although Mr. Xi was only at the peak of the War Emperor Realm a few days ago, his blood energy was extremely strong. How could he become like this in a short period of time?

Xiao Fan did not hesitate, and quickly helped Xi Lao into the room, took out a few dragon-patterned golden needles and inserted them into several of Xi Lao's large acupoints, sealing his soul sea at the same time.

The next moment, Xiao Fan's pupils shrank and he suddenly raised his head to look at Mr. Xi, his eyes full of horror.

Because he discovered that Mr. Xi did not have a soul sea, and his Dantian was just a turbid space, where it was so foggy that he couldn't see anything clearly.

Moreover, Xi Lao didn't look like Hun Hai had just been injured at all, so there was only one explanation.

During the process of cultivation, Mr. Xi had an accident like himself. The sea of ​​soul disappeared and transformed into a strange Dantian space.

Seeing Xiao Fan's surprised look, Mr. Xi obviously knew that Xiao Fan knew his secret, but he just smiled and didn't say much.

"Mr. Xi, who poisoned you?" Xiao Fan did not dwell on this question, but asked in a deep voice.

With his ability, he could naturally tell at a glance that Mr. Xi was poisoned, but Xiao Fan couldn't tell what kind of poison he was poisoned for.

It is precisely because of this that Xiao Fan was surprised in his heart. Even he didn't know about the poison, which was not ordinary and simple.

"No one poisoned me." Mr. Xi shook his head and smiled.

"Not poisoned?" Xiao Fan looked surprised for a while, obviously not believing it. Mr. Xi was obviously a sign of poisoning.

However, Xiao Fan also believes that Mr. Xi will definitely not lie to him, and there is a meaning in Mr. Xi's expression that he is critical of himself.

Xiao Fan grasped Xi Lao's pulse with one hand, and his mind sank into it. His original solemn expression suddenly became ugly, and he said in his heart: "It is indeed not poisoning."

In Xi Lao's meridians and blood vessels, and even between every piece of skin, Xiao Fan noticed a blood-colored gas. This gas was very light, but extremely strange.

They are eating away at Xi Lao's vitality all the time, or in other words, devouring Xi Lao's lifespan.

Moreover, this kind of blood mist's encroachment on the blood is irreversible, because Xiao Fan input the power of the white stone, but found that it was of no use at all.

You must know that a person's lifespan is limited, and a strong warrior in the Holy War Realm only has a few hundred years. If he is swallowed by this bloody mist, it is estimated that he will die soon.

Xiao Fan had never seen such a terrifying and overbearing mist, and he was unable to get rid of it for a while.

"If you want to figure out what this blood mist is, it seems you can only experience it personally." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and then his mind sank into it, and his thoughts caused the blood mist in Xi Lao's body to seep into his own body along his meridians.

"Xiao Fan, what are you doing?" Mr. Xi was startled by Xiao Fan's actions and wanted to stop Xiao Fan, but Xiao Fan smiled calmly.

"Mr. Xi, I know that the blood mist on your body shouldn't be too much trouble for you. I just want to experience it myself." Xiao Fan said with a smile.

He gave Xi Lao a meaningful look, as if he understood you.

"You have seen through all this." Mr. Xi said with a helpless smile, and then the soul power surged around his body. He stretched out his palm, and saw a ball of blood-colored mist condensing and forming in the palm of his hand.

In a moment, all the bloody mist in Xi Lao's body disappeared, and it all condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Mr. Xi, where are you making such a fuss?" Xiao Fan said with a bitter smile, but the other half of his mind was immersed in the bloody mist.

Seeing Xiao Fan's state, Mr. Xi looked surprised and said: "This blood mist is useless to you? Do you know what it is?"

It's no wonder that Mr. Xi was so shocked. You know, this bloody mist can't even affect the peak of the Saint Realm of War, but Xiao Fan seems to be fine.

"I don't know what this thing is called, but I know it can eat up blood and shorten a person's lifespan. This little blood can't do anything to me. If it's too much, I probably won't be able to bear it." Xiao Fan shook his head.

Then, Xiao Fan's eyes were all focused on the blood mist in the palm of Old Xi's hand. With a wave of his hand, the blood mist was suddenly swallowed into his mouth.

"Xiao Fan, spit it out!" Mr. Xi was frightened by Xiao Fan's actions, with a look of anxiety on his face, and shouted: "This is turbid air. If you do anything bad, how can I explain to your teacher?" !”

"Don't worry, Mr. Xi, I can still bear it." A look of pain appeared on Xiao Fan's face, and he suddenly seemed to remember something. His pupils trembled slightly, and he said in horror: "Old Xi, what did you just say? Is this turbidity?"