Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

However, there is no solution to this situation. If you don't want the monster to track you by its smell, you only need to apply a layer of more pungent smell on your body to cover up your own smell.

Or use a simpler method, just take a shower and change clothes. This way you can usually get away with it, but this method cannot last long. You must escape quickly, because as time goes by, your own smell will still come out. But as long as you run far enough and the monster can't smell it, it can do nothing to you.

"It seems that I have to be more careful in the future. Let me teach myself a lesson this time. Fortunately, there are only a few foundation-building monks today. If there were a few golden elixir-level monks, I would really regret my carelessness. For life." Wu Fan thought to himself.

"Are you trying to kill me and seize the treasure?"

Wu Fan looked at the few people and was not in a hurry to take action, but asked with a slight smile.

"Giggle...little brother, I heard that you were very proud today. In less than a day, you actually spent tens of millions of spirit stones. This matter has been spread in Qingsha City , but they don’t know that you are the one who did all this.”

The woman twisted her waist coquettishly and smiled with a charming look in her eyes.

"Yes, I almost spent all my spiritual stones today. I am very poor now. Fortunately, you are here today. This has relieved my urgent need. I don't know how much you are worth, but you can make up for it for me. Okay. Because I am in urgent need of spiritual stones, I can only apologize to a few people."

Wu Fan looked at the woman, looked at her carefully for a few times, and finally grinned. Although this woman still had charm, she was completely different from Chang Xi.

However, when Wu Fan heard what the woman said, he felt relieved. It seemed that except for a few of them, no one knew that he was the one who purchased the elixir.

When the four people on the other side heard this, their expressions suddenly darkened. They were obviously very angry. This kid really didn't know how to live or die. He still dared to say such arrogant words after everything has happened.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

The old man took a step forward and said with a cold voice.

Wu Fan rolled his eyes at the old man and ignored his words.

At this time, the woman smiled sweetly again and said:

"Little brother, you may be overthinking. A few of us are here, but we are here for your storage bag, because you are simply a mobile treasure. I have never heard of it since I entered the world of immortality. It’s a pity that all the foundation-building monks have your worth.”

"Haha, if that's the case, then come and grab it. As long as you have the ability, then I will have no complaints."

Wu Fan chuckled lightly and didn't want to talk to them anymore. He then lowered his head and said via voice transmission:

"Ling'er, the old man belongs to me, and the other three belong to you."

"Hehe, what a great master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow rushed out of the spirit beast bag and rushed not far away from the young man in a few blinks of an eye.

Wu Fan also turned into a rainbow and rushed towards the fake alchemy monk at an extremely fast speed.

When the four people on the opposite side saw this scene, they were shocked and their eyes showed disbelief. They never expected that the other party would take the initiative to attack, and he also had a fourth-level spiritual beast with him.

Not daring to neglect, the four of them released their weapons at the same time to prepare to face the enemy.

"Hmph, junior brothers and sisters, you stop that monster, and I'll kill this kid first."

The old man snorted coldly, and after speaking to the three people around him, he waved his arm, and a trident glowing with blue light flew out instantly, shooting away with unrivaled power.

At the same time, he turned his palm over, and a spiritual weapon similar to an alms bowl suddenly appeared in his hand. As soon as he threw his palm, the spiritual weapon like an alms bowl flashed and stopped three feet above his head.

Then he saw the alms bowl turned over, with the mouth facing down, and a beam of golden light suddenly spurted out, covering the old man inside.

This series of actions is completed in just one moment.

At this time, Wu Fan was ten feet away and was stopped by the trident.

Wu Fan glanced at the trident and found that it was a top-quality spiritual weapon. He didn't care. With a flick of his right hand, the Biyou Sword flew out instantly and shot towards the trident like lightning.

At the same time, he patted the storage bag, and nine blood-red flying swords immediately flew out, like a flock of geese flying, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and struck straight at the old man at high speed.

But he himself stopped there motionless, wanting to see what was so magical about the spiritual weapon above the opponent's head.

Soon, a "ding-dong" sound came from above the head, and the Biyou Sword and the Trident collided together. They were both top-grade spiritual weapons. For a while, it was impossible to tell the difference. Although the old man was a fake alchemy monk, Wu The strength of the true energy in Fan's body is not less than that of his opponent.

And the nine flying swords quickly came to the old man, and directly hit the golden light, and then heard the sound of "bang bang bang" one after another, but the nine flying swords were directly bounced away. Drive away.

"Eh, it's actually a defensive weapon."

Wu Fan's eyes lit up, and he looked at the scene opposite with some surprise. This was the first time he had seen such a spiritual weapon, and he thought it was strange.

No matter what, the nine flying swords are all top-grade spiritual weapons, but they can't do anything to the opponent's spiritual weapons. From this, it can be seen that this spiritual weapon like an alms bowl must be a rare treasure.

Smiling slightly, Wu Fan didn't want to waste any more time, so he flashed forward and rushed forward again.

At this time, the old man was also trembling with fear. He could never have thought that the other party would use ten top-grade spiritual weapons at once. This shocked him greatly. It seems that this kid is really worth a lot of money.

Just when he wanted to take out his weapon to attack again, he heard a shrill cry from a distance!

"Brother, help me!"

The old man was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly turned his head to look. In the distance, the young man covered his left shoulder with his right hand, his face was pale, and he ran back with horror in his eyes.

But where his right hand was covering, his left arm had disappeared, and scarlet blood was gushing out.

On the left and right sides of the young man, the middle-aged man and the woman also retreated back with horror on their faces, as if they had met a ghost.

When the old man saw this, his face suddenly became more gloomy. He quickly turned his head to look to the other side, and saw a white shadow chasing the young man at a very fast speed. The white shadow was too fast, and the distance between the two sides was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old man was very anxious and wanted to go to support him, but at this moment, a light laugh came from behind!

"Daoyou, you'd better concentrate. Don't be distracted during the fight, otherwise it's easy to suffer. Don't forget, your opponent is me."

The old man's face darkened when he heard the words. He knew that the person who was talking behind him was the boy, but he was not afraid of anything. With the strength of the other party in the late stage of foundation building, he would never break his defense.

But the other party had already come in front of him, and the old man had to stop and meet the enemy. He had to put aside the matter of rescuing his junior brother.