Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

But this also led to them having no way out and could only face the enemy army head-on.

Although this dark cloud could not exist for too long, it was enough for the enemy to surround them all.

The scene that happened here made the cultivators of the Fallen Dragon Domain excited. After decades of fighting, they could finally end now.

"Haha, Master Gan Yang, your death has come. This Beidou Domain will eventually become our territory. Even if you are resisting stubbornly, it can only be said to be a waste of effort!"

Ming Qianzong could no longer control his emotions at this time, and laughed wildly without any image.

And his words also made the group of Yuanying stage cultivators behind him laugh loudly.

But Master Gan Yang and the others looked gloomy, clenched their fists, and murderous intent rose in their eyes.

"Pass the order down, kill them, and leave no one alive!"

Ming Qianzong stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand, and issued an order.

Suddenly, the black army of the Falling Dragon Domain pressed forward in an orderly manner.

And the countless monsters on the plain seemed to have received orders, quickly dispersed and ran to the periphery.

At the same time, Ming Qianzong took the lead and turned into a light of escape, flying towards Gan Yang Zhenren.

With him leading the way, the hundreds of Yuanying stage cultivators in the back also chased after him with laughter.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the Yuanying stage cultivators in the Beidou Domain showed more or less panic. In front of the opponent's nearly twice as many people, they didn't know how long they could hold on.

At the same time, some people's eyes began to shake!

"Humph! If you want to die, I won't stop you, but as a casual cultivator, I have no worries and don't want to die for anyone. Goodbye!"

At this moment, a cold snort came from the crowd, and then someone fled to the back in a flash.

Finally, someone couldn't stand the pressure and chose to escape.

As soon as someone took the lead, five or six people immediately fled in panic.

And these people, without exception, were all casual cultivators.

This scene shocked the people nearby, and they also wanted to retreat as their eyes flickered.

The number of people on the second side was not large to begin with, and now several more have left. How can this battle be fought? If they don't take advantage of the chaos to escape, it will inevitably result in a life-or-death situation.

But before everyone took a step, a thunderous roar came first.

"Looking for death, since you want to escape, then I will kill you first!"

Master Gan Yang was furious, staring at the back of the first person who escaped, and waved the whisk in his hand, instantly shooting out a three-foot sword energy, so fast that it hit the man's back in the blink of an eye.

With a scream, the man fell to the ground, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

This scene scared everyone, and those who wanted to defect stopped immediately.

Even the last few people who escaped stopped in panic.

"Gan Yang, you will die a miserable death. I will remember this grudge."

But surprisingly, the man was not dead. His body, which had just fallen a distance, shone brightly and turned into a light to fly away again.

"Hmph! You don't have that chance!"

Gan Yang snorted coldly and was about to get up and chase him. With his flying speed, it would not take long to catch up with this person. It was just a matter of hand. In order to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, he didn't care about wasting this little time.

But surprisingly, he just flew a distance, but suddenly stopped, as if he sensed something, and turned his head to look to the south in surprise.

At this time, Venerable Fen Lie and Zhuge Qingtian were also stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around to look.

Everyone was a little confused when they saw this, but they also looked over subconsciously.

What was even more strange was that Ming Qianzong, Wu Mayi, Long Yingfeng and others who were on the way also stopped their flight and looked at the mountains behind with frowns.

At the same time, in a hidden place far away in the city, Wu Fan also looked to the south through the dark clouds in surprise.

This strange scene made the monks of the two armies a little confused, wondering why these Yuanying-stage monks were like this.

Time seemed to stand still, and it was quiet. Everyone was curiously looking at the horizon.

Not long after everyone waited, a black line suddenly appeared on the horizon with a rumbling sound of breaking through the air.

The black line stretched across the east and west for an unknown distance, and was constantly expanding in everyone's eyes.

After just a few breaths, everyone finally saw the whole picture clearly, but it didn't matter that they saw it clearly, everyone was stunned.

Because, it turned out that there were countless monks flying over, and there were too many people, and it was hard to see exactly how many there were, but it was definitely not less than one million.

What a concept, that is a fighting force that can rival a domain.

At this moment, the monks of both armies suddenly became agitated, with fear in their eyes. In this situation, no matter who this group of people are helping, it is a disaster for the other side.

Not daring to think deeply, the monks of both sides hurriedly looked at their own Yuanying stage monks, wanting to see what their expressions were.

At this time, the faces of Gan Yang Zhenren, Fen Lie Zunzhe, and Zhuge Qingtian from the Beidou domain changed from the previous daze to ecstasy in an instant, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

The laughter was filled with endless happiness and the relief caused by liberation.

This scene immediately reminded the nearby Yuanying stage monks of something, and everyone had a strange expression on their faces, some were unbelievable, some were surprised, some were suddenly aware, and some were excited. In short, everyone seemed to be dreaming, and there was a sense of unreality in their hearts.

But Ming Qianzong and the others suddenly looked gloomy and uncertain, and even panic could be seen in their eyes.

With such an obvious scene, the monks of both armies already knew the answer.

Suddenly, the Beidou Domain side heard a cheer that shook the world.

But the people of the Zhuilong Domain had depressed faces, and a sense of fear surged into their hearts.

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"This is...! Magicians? Ha..., so that's why, Gan Yang Zhenren's back-up is actually them, but this is no wonder! I should have thought of it a long time ago!"

At the same time, in a corner of the city, Wu Fan touched his chin with a strange look on his face, and couldn't help laughing as his eyes flickered.

In his eyes, the number of these monks who had just arrived should not be less than the army of the Fallen Dragon Domain. A small number of them came riding various monsters, and most of these monsters were war horses with wings on their backs. The rest were of different shapes, but without exception, they were all flying monsters with fast speeds, and most of them were double-headed eagles.

As for the remaining majority of people, they all came on some strange large flying magic tools, but it is not difficult to see that these people are almost all small monks with low cultivation.

However, there is one interesting thing. In Wu Fan's opinion, these people are dressed very strangely. Most of them are wearing clothes made of animal skins, which are furry and stick to their bodies, and they also wear yellow strange fur hats on their heads.

The clothes worn by the remaining people are colorful, but they give people a very luxurious feeling.

The most interesting thing is that these people's black hair is braided into thin and long braids, or two big thick braids on their shoulders.