Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

The man surnamed Qian was shocked when he heard this. His guess was right. There were indeed cultivators from the Earth Demon Sect invading the market.

He turned around and saw that the man chasing the short-haired man was an old man. He was in his sixties, with half white and half black hair, a withered body, and slender eyes. There was a faint red light flashing in his eyes, which looked very evil. The most important thing was that the old man was actually a powerful cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

When the man surnamed Qian discovered this, his face was as ugly as it could be. Then he turned around and looked at the man surnamed Pan. At this moment, he was somewhat hesitant in his heart, and his eyes were a little shaken. Obviously, he had the intention to retreat. He did not answer the short-haired man's words, and he did not intend to go over to rescue him. .

Seeing this, the short-haired man who was running away also looked unhappy and shouted again:

"Brother Qian, don't forget what we agreed on at the beginning. Do you want to abandon me if something happens?"

"Brother Chen, it's not that I don't want to save you. Do you think you and I can beat that man? Besides, I have a cultivator of the same level here. I'm really sorry."

As soon as the man surnamed Qian finished speaking, he no longer hesitated, stood up and quickly fled to the back.

At this moment, the man surnamed Pan flashed in front of him, forcing the man surnamed Qian to stop.

The man surnamed Qian looked at the person in front of him and said coldly:

"Fellow Daoist Pan, you just told me to leave, what do you mean now?"

The man surnamed Pan shook his head and smiled bitterly, glanced at the old man surnamed Cui from the Demon Sect in the distance, and then looked at the man surnamed Qian helplessly and said:

"Just now I did intend to let you go, but now it's not possible, brother Qian, please forgive me."

When the man surnamed Qian saw the other party's expression and heard his words, he understood instantly. He said with an ugly face:

"Did they force you?"

The man surnamed Pan shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying: "It's better not to talk about this matter. Now I can only apologize to your brother Qian."

"Since it's an example, there's nothing to say."

After the man surnamed Qian finished speaking, he slapped his storage bag, and a long sword spirit weapon suddenly flew out, and then turned into a red light, circling around his body, and a buzzing sound was heard, and he had already made an attack posture.

The man surnamed Pan also released a spiritual flying sword and was ready for battle.

At this time, the injured man surnamed Chen also came to the man surnamed Qian. Although he was very angry that the other party had abandoned him, he was not the time to care about it now. He could only fight together.

The man surnamed Qian glanced at him and nodded apologetically, but he didn't say anything.

At the same time, the old man surnamed Cui from the Earth Demon Sect also flew over. He just laughed and said:

"Don't even think about leaving here today."

After hearing this, the two men surnamed Chen looked at each other, their faces were livid and they didn't say anything.

At this time, several escape lights flew from all directions in the sky in the distance, and three figures flew towards the two men surnamed Qian.

The three people were an old man in his sixties, wearing a light yellow short coat, short in stature, with a pale face, and in the initial stage of foundation building.

The other person was an old man in his seventies, with wrinkles all over his face, gray hair, and a white gown. He was also a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

The last person was a man in his thirties, wearing a set of brocade clothes, a jade pendant hanging around his waist, his long hair was simply tied up, and his eyes were bright. He was also a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

When the three people came closer, they glanced at everyone with doubts.

The old man in his seventies shouted:

"Fellow Daoist Qian, what happened? Who are these two? What are they going to do?"

The man in brocade clothes also shouted: "Brother Chen, what's wrong with your injuries? Were you beaten by these two?"

The short old man had a guess in his mind when he saw this situation. He rolled his eyes but didn't say anything. But he regretted flying over at this time, because one of the two was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

"They are from the Earth Demon Sect. I don't need to say more about what they are doing here. I think you have guessed it." The man surnamed Qian sighed.

"I was hit by that man just now."

The man surnamed Chen glanced at the old man surnamed Cui, and turned to explain to the man in brocade clothes.

"What, someone from the Earth Demon Sect?"

The three people were shocked when they heard this. At this time, the old man in his seventies and the man in brocade clothes also regretted flying over. They knew that coming to help with their cultivation level was almost the same as sending themselves to die.

"Hehe, since you are all here, it's even better. You all go to die today."

The old man surnamed Cui glanced at the three people who came later and smiled.

At this time, the last three escape lights also flew to the front and revealed their figures.

Among the three people, one was a woman in her thirties. She looked average, not beautiful, but not ugly. She was wearing a red long skirt, but she was actually a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

The other person was an old man. This old man was in his seventies and looked old and frail. He was wearing a brown long gown and had the cultivation level of the initial stage of foundation building.

The last person is a woman. She is wearing a black tights, carrying a flying sword behind her back, and has short hair. She looks like a man from a distance, but looking at her slightly bulging chest, it is certain that she is. She is indeed a woman, and her cultivation is at the early stage of foundation building.

When these three people arrived, the woman in the red dress smiled sweetly and said:

"Hey, the five of them are here together, which saves a lot of trouble."

When the five men surnamed Qian and the man surnamed Chen saw three more people coming from the other side, their hearts suddenly sank. They knew that they might not be able to leave alive today.

At this time, the old man named Cui looked at the three people behind him and asked:

"Why are there only the three of you? Where did Fellow Daoist Jin and Fairy He Muhong go? Why didn't they come over?"

After hearing the words, the three fairies Yao and others in red skirts looked around subconsciously, and finally shook their heads, only to hear the short-haired woman say in a cold voice:

"I don't know. I have never seen Sister Mu Hong. As for Daoist Fellow Jin, I have seen her just now. He and I were both in the southeast area of ​​Fang City before. I don't know where he went afterwards."

"I haven't seen either of them."

The seventy-year-old man shook his head and said.

The man named Yao Xianzi thought about it and suddenly said:

"Is something happened to the two of them?"

"It's impossible. The two of them are still foundation-building monks after all. Unless someone can kill them instantly, otherwise, they will definitely send out transmission notes to ask for help." The seventy-year-old man shook his head and said.

After hearing this, the old man surnamed Cui snorted with an ugly expression:

"Okay, let's ignore them for now. Let's kill these people first. We can't waste any more time."