Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Hearing these words, Sikong Laomo was horrified and tried his best to turn his head to look. However, what he saw was a fist that kept enlarging in front of his eyes. Then, his vision went dark and he lost track of his identity.

No one could have imagined that a dignified Yuanying Stage monk would have his head shot off so easily, with red and white objects shattered everywhere.

At this moment, Wu Fan was quietly looking at the headless corpse in front of him, gently shaking off the filthy things on his hands, without any emotion on his face.

However, he did not leave at this moment, nor did he make any next move. He just stared at the corpse without moving.

But soon, a group of demonic energy suddenly flashed out from the corpse, and it was about to break through the air with a slight sway. A closer look revealed that it was actually a two-inch baby with two small hands holding a storage bag. The bag of things actually looks the same as Sikong Laomo.

Wu Fan smiled slightly when he saw this, and quickly made a hand seal with the palm hidden in his sleeve. A large net made of golden arcs suddenly appeared near the body, crackling and immediately covering the baby.

Then the big net continued to shrink, and soon it became the size of a head, and the baby was running rampant inside, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the blockade. Instead, he was struck by lightning and wailed, with a face full of pain and panic. color.

"Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me, friend Taoist, have mercy on me! I know I was wrong. As long as you give me a chance, I will be at your disposal from now on and I will never have any complaints."

Knowing that he could not escape, the baby hurriedly looked at Wu Fan and begged, with fear and uneasiness in his eyes.

"Haha, I'm sorry. This may be your fate. Since you dare to attack my country, Xia, Wu naturally has no reason to let you go, so you should just die."

There was a hint of amusement in Wu Fan's eyes, and he couldn't help but chuckle. Without waiting for the other party to say anything else, he gently grasped his open palm, and the thunder ball began to shrink and become smaller again. At the same time, bursts of insults came out Miserable howls were heard in the thunder ball, and soon, the baby was reduced to ashes in the thunder and lightning, leaving only a storage bag that he took into his arms.

At this time, Old Demon Sikong completely disappeared from the world.

After doing this, Wu Fan waved slightly again, and the magic knife in the distance instantly turned into a stream of light and flew towards him, and he also put it away casually.

It was only then that Wu Fan scanned the distance around him with a smile on his face.

However, at this moment, the sky and the earth had already become audible, and everyone was staring at him in stunned silence.

The fighting between the two sides has ceased tacitly.

Not to mention the tens of thousands of monks below who couldn't believe it, at this moment, even Xuanchengzi, Wuma'e, and Li Yingyi felt their hearts tremble, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

In fact, when Wu Fan defeated the true magic phase, everyone was frightened by the overwhelming power and looked over. Until the scene where the soul of the old demon Sikong was extinguished while screaming for mercy, everyone witnessed the whole process with their own eyes. .

No one thought that a dignified Yuanying monk would die so easily, and even the Yuanying could not escape in the end. You know, only a few moments have passed from the beginning of the war to the present.

At this moment, everyone turned pale in shock and looked at Wu Fan as if he were looking at a monster.

But soon, thousands of monks in Lingxiao Observation below started dancing and cheering, bursts of excited shouts rushed into the sky, and some young female disciples even shed tears of excitement.

Everyone naturally understood that Xia Guo won this battle. Since he won, there was no need to die.

For a time, thousands of monks all looked at Wu Fan with excitement in their eyes. They looked at Wu Fan as if they were looking at a god. They were extremely happy to witness this glorious scene that could be recorded in history.

However, looking back at the Demon Sect cultivators, their faces were full of panic, and they no longer had the intention to continue fighting. They just hesitated for a moment, and then someone took the lead and fled frantically into the distance.

At this moment, as if a chain reaction had started, thousands of disciples of the Earth Demon Sect all turned around and fled, fearing that they would be chased if they were too late.

Just kidding, now that the ancestors are all dead, how can they stay here and wait to die? How long will they wait if they don't run away now?

Especially the monks from the Earth Star Sect and other small sects who had taken refuge in the Earth Demon Sect were even more regretful at this moment. Everyone was dejected, as if they had eaten yellow lotus. They were suffering unspeakably, and these were the first ones to escape. people.

But how could the Lingxiaoguan monks allow the enemy to escape easily? Under the leadership of Qingyang Zhenren and other Jindan monks, they immediately got up and chased them away.

For a time, the area of ​​dozens of miles was once again filled with the sounds of killing.

Looking at the sky above, at this moment, Li Yingyi and Wuma'e no longer wanted to fight, and turned around without hesitation to escape.

The two people's eyes were full of fear, and they naturally knew that staying here would only lead to death. At this moment, Wu Fan was like the poisonous scorpion in their hearts, and they wished they would never see this person again.

The scene where Wu Fan killed someone just now really scared the two of them out of their wits. They had never seen a monk of the same level be so powerful, which was comparable to a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

At this moment, Xuanchengzi had just laughed excitedly. He wanted to take the time to say something to Wu Fan, but when he saw this, he suddenly snorted and hurriedly chased Li Yingyi. At the same time, he tried his best to stop this person.

But Li Yingyi wanted to escape, so he naturally tried his best, using almost all means of escape, and soon distanced himself from Xuanchengzi.

However, just when Li Yingyi was excited and thought he could escape, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and then a beautiful woman stood in front of him, forcing him to stop.

"Hehe, I want to leave. Have you asked my aunt about me?"

The person who came was none other than Ling'er, and she was standing there slim and graceful, with her two snow-white arms behind her back, and her long white dress swaying in the wind, like a fairy from heaven. At this moment, she was tilting her little head, looking playful and cute. He looked at Li Yingyi with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Li Yingyi's face suddenly darkened, but he shivered inwardly. He believed that he was no match for this demonic cultivator, so he quickly thought about escape strategies while his eyes were shaking. He was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty of the other party.

However, at this moment, Xuanchengzi appeared quietly behind Li Yingyi, looking at him with a sneer "hehe".

Li Yingyi's heart sank when he saw this, and his mouth was full of bitterness, so without even thinking about it, he hurriedly turned to look at Xuanchengzi and said sincerely:

"Fellow Taoist, can you spare my life? You also know that I didn't want to join them before. I was just blinded by greed for a moment, and I didn't know why I did such a thing. To be honest, Li regrets it now."

"There is no enmity between you and me. If my fellow Taoist can spare my life, Li will definitely advance and retreat with the Xia Kingdom from now on. Even if you are the elder Lingxiao Guankeqing, you will be willing to do so. Moreover, I don't want any tribute, I don't know. Do you think this is feasible?”