Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

When he survived this wave of attacks and stood up again, his clothes were in tatters, his face was pale, and there was even some blood on the corner of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured.

But fortunately, he reacted quickly before and took several defensive talismans on his body one after another, and he was able to block this wave of attacks. Otherwise, it is still unclear whether he could stand up now.

But before he could take a breath, the clouds and mist above suddenly became colorful, fierce winds gusted, and another wave of wind blades, earth spikes, fireballs, and spears shot out from the sky.

"Boy, if I catch you, I will definitely make you unable to survive or die."

Seeing this scene, Ming Qianzong was furious with anger. After gnashing his teeth and cursing loudly, he squeezed the seal with his palm. At the same time, the "shield" character that was smashed away in the distance flew high into the sky in a flash. , the golden light flashed suddenly into a huge light shield, shrouding him and the black tripod below.

But it wasn't over yet. In order to make the light shield's defense stronger, he did not hesitate to spend his true energy. He controlled the black cauldron to spray two more "shield" characters into the light shield, which made him feel at ease.

However, he was not idle at this moment. While the light shield was resisting the attack from above, he quickly made a spell with both hands. After blurting out the spells, he saw a dozen characters suddenly sprayed out from the black cauldron.

If you look closely, you will see that these characters are all ancient characters such as "dao", "gun", "sword" and "halberd".

As soon as these golden characters appeared, they immediately began to twist and deform, turning into pieces of powerful killing weapons in the strong light.

The scene was truly astonishing.

Suddenly, in the sky, a hundred-foot-long giant sword, a long knife with a flash of golden light, an extremely sharp spear, a seal as big as a hill, and other weapons appeared, and the oppressive space was distorted.

As Ming Qianzong yelled out the word "go", these weapons suddenly turned into rainbow light and smashed towards the ground nearby.

You don't need to think about it to know that Ming Qianzong admits to wasting the true energy in his body, but he also wants to quickly destroy the formation eye and break the maze.

Because he knew in his heart that if he continued to delay like this, let alone whether he could hold on on the other side of the battlefield, he himself would probably die here first.

After all, the several killing formations outside the deep stream will never stop attacking as long as the spirit stones are used up, but the true energy in his body cannot last long.

Especially a valuable treasure like the Black Cauldron consumes more real energy. If the delay is too long, he will not be able to hold on at first.

The next moment, there were bursts of explosions in the distance. Looking through the clouds and mist, the rocks in the nearby area were broken and sand and rocks were flying.

However, Ming Qianzong didn't give up. He quickly started to walk around the area. At the same time, he made hand gestures one after another and shouted words one after another in his mouth.

And the black cauldron above his head kept spraying out runes one by one...!

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"Alas! It's indeed an imitation spirit treasure. It's really terrifyingly powerful."

Seeing the scene below, Wu Fan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, but a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Master, do you mean you can't take this person down?"

Ling'er frowned slightly and asked without raising her head.

"I don't know. The only way now is to compete with this person for time. As long as the true energy in his body is exhausted before he destroys all the formation eyes, then we still have a chance, otherwise...!"

Wu Fan shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"That's it...! Why don't I take action too!"

Ling'er immediately understood the meaning of Wu Fan's words, and without any nonsense, he swung his arms one after another, and the crescent-shaped light blades shot out, hitting directly below the mist.

At this time, Wu Fan no longer delayed, and after taking a sip of the Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Milk, he once again used the magical power of Qingtian Sword.

At the same time, in the four directions in the distance, the Soul-eating Scorpion also added spiritual stones, and another round of attacks flew across the sky.

Soon, bursts of explosions were heard in the deep stream below.

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Just like that, under Wu Fan and Ling'er's relentless attack, the meal time passed.

At this moment, Ming Qianzong below, his face became increasingly pale and he looked out of breath.

During this period of time, he had taken countless recovery pills, which consumed far more spiritual energy than he consumed, which made him unable to hold on.

But fortunately, he had the last experience and reinforced the light shield extremely thickly. He was not injured again, but there was not much real energy left in his body.

At this time, the expressions of Wu Fan and Ling'er also darkened, because in just a short time, Ming Qianzong had already destroyed three formations through a combination of luck and luck.

If the last two formation eyes were also destroyed, then this person would have escaped.

Therefore, at this time, Wu Fan and Ling'er worked harder and continued to use powerful spells without stopping. They were extremely anxious.

Even the Thunder Controlling Technique, Qingyuan Sword Qi and other techniques were used one by one by Wu Fan. As for the magical power of Qingtian Sword, he used it one after another.

As a result, in just a short time, he had already used up an entire bottle of All Souls Heavenly Milk.

The price is not high.

But there is no way. Now that the three formation eyes have been destroyed, the maze formation is far less changeable than before, and even the dense fog has become much thinner.

"We don't have much time left, Ling'er, please try harder."

Wu Fan looked gloomy, swinging his arms one after another, and streams of Qingyuan Sword Qi shot out.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide, and a ball of purple-gold flame suddenly flew out, and after a few chirps, it turned into a purple-flame bird.

The bird flapped its wings and flew downwards in a flash. As soon as it came to the top of the light shield, it exploded with a "bang", turning into a sea of ​​fire that burned the light shield.

At the same time, Wu Fan quickly made hand gestures with both hands, and then raised his arm. Suddenly, thunderbolts sounded in the sky, and groups of golden thunder balls condensed and rushed downwards.

Ling'er nodded after hearing this, and did not speak, but her moves became more frequent.

With the two of them going all out, the light shield immediately showed a state of collapse, especially with the addition of Tianluo Extreme Fire, which made the light shield crackle, and cracks appeared on it in the blink of an eye.

Ming Qianzong below also discovered this situation, and did not dare to neglect it. He gritted his teeth and controlled the black tripod to spray out a "shield" character to stabilize the huge light shield.

Now the remaining true energy in his body can no longer support him to continuously activate the black tripod.

But because of this, it didn't last long. With a giant sword shooting at it, the light shield finally couldn't hold on and shattered.

This was terrible. Without any obstacles, dense attacks of all kinds came one after another and hit Ming Qianzong all at once.

"Damn it, Wu kid, I'll remember this grudge. Sooner or later, I will get it back tenfold."

Ming Qianzong's eyes flashed with a trace of panic. After a resentful curse, he hurriedly slapped a few talismans on his body and moved quickly to avoid those attacks.

But there were countless magic techniques in the sky, and he couldn't easily dodge them. Soon, he was hit and spurted blood, and his internal organs were shaken violently.