Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Until Wu Fan killed another early cultivator, there was no one left in the house, including Ling'er.

But Wu Fan had no intention of letting those people go. After releasing his spiritual sense with a sinister smile, he flapped his wings and flew out of the hall at a very fast speed.

Although those people had escaped from the golden light, how could they be faster than Wu Fan.

In a moment, an unlucky guy was caught up by Wu Fan in the sky, and he died under the stick without any surprise.

Then, Wu Fan turned into a golden arc and chased after the person closest to him again.

For a while, a spectacular scene appeared in the sky above "Luohua City". Dozens of Yuanying cultivators fled frantically in all directions with pale faces. From time to time, there were some begging for mercy, the collision of magic weapons, and screams.

Such a sensational scene naturally caused an uproar in the city. The monks walking on the street looked up and found the horrifying scene in the sky. They were stunned.

"What is that? Am I dazzled?"

"Quick, pinch me, am I dreaming? How come I see someone chasing a group of Nascent Soul cultivators!"

"This, this, this is real, my god, who is that person? How could he scare these ancestors like this! Even our Luohua City's Zhong Renliang is running away!"

"Oh my God, look, Jingzhou's "Ancestor Deng" has been killed. He is a famous old cultivator! This, this is incredible!"

"It's over, that person is chasing after Wei Ancestor again!"

"Quick, report the news to the sect! Our "Ningzhou" is going to fall!"

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For a while, there were bursts of exclamations in the city. The city, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, was boiling in an instant, and the cultivators in the house also walked out after hearing the news, staring at the shocking scene in the sky with their eyes wide open.

Then, one by one, the sound transmission notes turned into flames and streaked across the sky, disappearing without a trace!

Such a horrifying scene was like a fairy tale to these young monks, and it was hard to believe.

Who could have thought that those Yuanying-stage monks who were usually unattainable would actually be hunted down in groups? This was something they dared not even dream of.

But it is not difficult to guess that what happened today would spread quickly in the Eastern Jin region like a spark of fire.

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At the same time, a white shadow flew into the dilapidated hall from outside, revealing a graceful figure.

"It's over, the master is in trouble! What can I do!"

Ling'er looked bitter, looking up at the sky through the holes in the roof, and couldn't help muttering.

It can be seen that she was really worried, and even her eyes were dazed.

Because she knew what today's incident meant to her and her master.

To put it bluntly, if something went wrong, they might have to live a life of escape in the Eastern Jin region in the future.

After all, most of the people here are from some big forces.

Especially those Jindan-stage cultivators, it goes without saying that they must be people of great status, otherwise they would not come to participate in the exchange meeting of Yuanying-stage cultivators.

Among them, Xu Kai is an example.

I just don’t know if there are bigger forces behind these forces, because some small forces often rely on a big force, or have some origins with a big force.

If you really offend a big force, the consequences are terrible.

In silence for an unknown period of time, Ling’er withdrew her gaze uncertainly, shook her head and sighed, this matter can only be discussed after the master wakes up, and she has no way at present.

So, she lowered her head and glanced at the dozen corpses on the ground, stretched out her hand and waved it gently, and as rays of light shot out and rolled back, the storage bags were put into her sleeves, and then she burned these corpses into ashes.

It must be said that Ling’er is indeed a money-grubber. Even if she is in a bad mood, she has not forgotten to come back to collect the storage bags.

However, after she finished all this, she did not leave immediately, but waited quietly.

It was not that she wanted to abandon Wu Fan, but she really did not dare to chase him now. After all, whoever was closest to the master now might be killed, and she was no exception.

So, now she could only wait. After Wu Fan walked away and left the range of his consciousness, she dared to follow him.

But fortunately, Ling'er had a keen sense of smell, so she was not afraid of not finding Wu Fan.

So after a while, Ling'er finally left this place and flew eastward.

However, along the way, she kept cleaning the battlefield, turning the bodies killed by Wu Fan into ashes, and collecting the storage bag at the same time.

Although she knew that doing so was not very meaningful, she really had no better way now, so she could only try her best to destroy the bodies and clean up the breath left by Wu Fan.

Maybe doing so would be of some benefit in the future.

In this way, a day and a night passed while she followed closely behind!

Until the next day at noon, in a cave in a mountain range, Wu Fan slowly opened his eyes from his coma!

"Hey! Master, you're awake, great!"

Ling'er, who had been helping to protect the law for half a day, couldn't help but scream in surprise and hurriedly got up and approached.

"Huh...! Ling'er, tell me what happened afterwards!"

Wu Fan took a long breath, turned his head to look at the surrounding situation, then stood up and sat cross-legged, looking at Ling'er and said calmly.

His previous memories only stayed in the main hall, and he remembered very little about what happened after that. He only vaguely remembered that he had killed a few more people!

But now he didn't have time to worry about anything. He had to figure out what was going on first, and then find a way to solve this mess.

"Then, let me start from there. After you killed more than a dozen people in Zhong Renliang's mansion a day ago, you went after others. Among them, in Luohua City, you killed a total of three Nascent Souls. Early monks, I don’t know what these people are called.”

"Later, you went south and killed two more people, both early stage monks. Until then, there was no one left to kill in the south. But unexpectedly, you turned around and chased to the east. In that direction, you changed your direction. Three more people were killed one after another, until now, half a day had passed. "

"In the end, you kept chasing a mid-term monk until you killed this person in this mountain range, and then stopped. But the monsters nearby suffered a disaster. How many of them were killed by you, I will tell you. I can’t remember clearly until half a day ago, I sensed that you were motionless and stopped in place, so I hurried over and found that you were unconscious, master. Then I took you to this cave. This is what happened. ”

Ling'er sighed when he heard the words, and then started to tell the story with a strange expression.

For more than a day, she has been following closely behind, so she naturally knows the details of what happened.