Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Once these Nascent Soul stage monks start fighting, it will naturally be an earth-shattering situation, scaring the young monks nearby to disperse hurriedly for fear of harming Chi Yu.

This also caused the surrounding areas of any battle group with Nascent Soul Stage monks to become empty.

But looking at it, we can see that the countless other battle groups on the plain are also very ferocious. Although they are not as terrifying as the Nascent Soul stage, they are still full of magic, and the magic weapons are flying all over the sky!

It is worth mentioning that the mages of the Tianlan Region are indeed as fierce and aggressive as the rumors say, and their attacks are extremely ruthless. Almost no one who is killed by them can save the whole body.

The magical instruments used by these magicians are also quite strange. They are just a few monotonous ones. They are either flags of different colors or light round bowls. But the most common ones are long scimitars, and other types. There are very few magical weapons, far from as diverse as those of Beidou Domain monks.

But it is obvious that most of these magicians are physical practitioners. Each one of them has a great aura, and they raise their swords to chop at the enemy without fear of death.

As for the few magicians who are not physical practitioners, the magic flags in their hands are also extremely powerful, and the power of the various magic spells they shoot out is amazing.

What's even more surprising is that these mages can hardly be seen reciting spells. The spells fired from the flags are as if they are instantaneous, making it difficult for people to guard against.

Of course, there have long been rumors in the outside world that the magicians of the Tianlan Region have developed something strange. After some improvements, they have evolved the original magic into something called spiritual magic. Although it is not as various as the monks' magic. There are many, but they can use the Dharma Flag to make a single spiritual spell instantaneous, and the power is equally powerful.

Now it turns out to be true.

Just like this, in the desperate fight between the two sides, in just a few moments, the Dragon Falling Domain army suffered heavy casualties. Even the Nascent Soul stage monks also lost a few people.

The scene is not tragic!

But over time, as the monks from the Dragon Falling Domain fled frantically, the scope of the battlefield became wider and wider, and even some people with excellent escape skills had fled into the mountains behind.

…………

At the same time, in a dark canyon, the place was filled with gloomy energy, and a large area of ​​sinister energy covered the place, and bursts of shrill ghostly sounds could be heard from inside.

You can vaguely see a large number of powerful ghosts wandering inside, and you can even see the figures of a few ghost kings.

"Damn it, Wu Junmo's Ten Thousand Soul Banner is really difficult to deal with. If we don't find a way to rush out, then they will really run away."

I saw a middle-aged man casually waving his arm, and a large wind blade immediately shot out, instantly smashing the nearby ghosts into pieces. However, soon, countless ghosts swarmed nearby again. Taking advantage of this time, this The person turned around and said anxiously to a few people nearby.

A closer look revealed that this person was Bai Yunfeng, who had just returned, and was a mid-term monk.

There were also three familiar figures beside him, namely Mr. Meng, who had exchanged news with Wu Fan, and Uncle Gonghu, who had a deep hatred against Wu Fan. These two were also mid-Nascent Soul monks.

As for the last person, he had nothing in common with Wu Fan, but they had met several times. It was Man Rumei, a promiscuous person from the Hehuan Sect, who was an early-stage monk.

"What can be done? Although the four of us are not afraid of these ghosts, we also have no means to restrain them. If we had known this, we should have asked Manjushri to come over just now. With his awe-inspiring righteousness, it is not easy to destroy these ghosts."

Meng Lao's face was ugly and he said with regret. At the same time, he slapped the gourd in front of him, which was about ten feet in size. Fireballs as big as heads were ejected from the gourd's mouth, killing all the ghosts surrounding it.

"What's the use of talking about this now? Since we are here, we must keep each other here no matter what. If these people escape, it will be an embarrassment. If the news spreads, we will be laughed at to death! "

Uncle Gonghu had a gloomy look on his face. As he spoke, he pointed in the air with one hand. He saw a silver flying sword about ten feet long flashing in front of him, splitting a ghost king with Nascent Soul stage cultivation into two halves. However, The next moment, the Yin Qi on the ghost king's body tumbled and returned to its original state again, flying towards this side with incomparable ferocity.

"Grrrr, it's quite embarrassing. Three dignified mid-term monks can actually allow a mid-term monk from the enemy to escape. This is really unprecedented."

A sweet laugh came, and Man Rumei glanced sideways at a few people with a sweet smile. She gently fanned the fan with a spring painting in her hand, and a large pink smoke filled the air. Wherever she passed, ghosts turned into flying objects. Ash.

"Man Rumei, are you making fun of us?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Meng Lao and the other two men instantly darkened, while the male uncle asked coldly.

"Yo yo yo, when did I laugh at you? Didn't I just follow what you said? I didn't mention it first."

Man Rumei was not afraid either, she rolled her eyes at the other party charmingly, and said with a sinister smile.

"Forget it, stop arguing, Fairy, I remember that you practice the secret technique of spiritual eyes, right? I wonder if you might see the hiding place of Wu Junmo and the others?"

Mr. Meng waved his hand, interrupted the two of them, and then asked seriously.

"Tch, if I had the ability, I would have taken you there a long time ago. Do you think I have nothing to do and am here to accompany you to kill these boring ghosts? I already tried it just now and couldn't find it at all."

Man Rumei rolled her eyes and said angrily.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people became even more ugly, and even disgust appeared in their eyes, and they no longer paid attention to this woman.

"Alas! There is no other way. Let's go separate ways first. As long as we find Wu Junmo and destroy his Ten Thousand Soul Banner, everything will be fine."

Bai Yunfeng shook his head, sighed, stood up and left here alone.

Gong Hubo and Meng Lao nodded and went in two directions.

"Hey...! This won't work. I don't have the strength to deal with Wu Junmo. You can't leave me behind, Bai Daoyou, wait for me, I'll go with you!"

Man Rumei glared at the sight, glanced at the backs of the three people, and finally raised her lips and hurriedly chased in the direction of Bai Yunfeng.

It seems that after a choice, she is more inclined to follow Bai Yunfeng, a man with a dignified appearance.

…………

At the same time, ten miles away from here, Wu Junmo sat cross-legged on a huge rock alone. In front of him stood a huge banner of a hundred feet. A large amount of Yinsha Qi was gushing out from the banner, and there were also countless ghosts.

Wu Junmo put his right hand on the thick flagpole, and the true essence in his body was constantly transported inward.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and glanced to the left and right, with no expression on his face. At this moment, three figures flew over quickly and arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

These three people were a burly man with a white face and no beard and purple hair, an ugly woman with half black and half white face and sharp teeth like saw teeth, and a young man who looked like a handsome man but had a pair of silver-white pupils.

That's right, these three people were the ones who chased Wu Fan with Wu Junmo.