Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After entering the passage, he suddenly felt dizzy and head-heavy.

When Wu Fan recovered from this state, he quickly opened his eyes and looked around, and immediately released his spiritual sense.

As a result, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately wanted to move away, but it was too late. With a loud "bang", Wu Fan was instantly knocked out.

"You are looking for death!"

More than 20 feet away, Wu Fan slowly stood up, his face abnormally flushed, but he immediately returned to normal.

He looked up at a spear magic weapon not far away, and then turned his head to look at a thin young man more than 30 feet away, and shouted angrily with a gloomy face.

"This is impossible, are you a human? You are not dead after taking a blow from my magic weapon?"

The young man not far away showed disbelief on his face, and while speaking, his body quickly retreated to the back, and he actually forgot to continue attacking.

"You dare to ambush me, you can die!"

With an angry roar, Wu Fan swung his right hand three times, almost leaving an afterimage. Three green sword qi suddenly jumped out, and came to the young man with a flash of green light, and then hit him one by one.

At this critical moment, the young man only had time to slap a defensive talisman on his body, but Wu Fan's "Qingyuan Sword Qi" was not something that a Jindan early stage cultivator like him could contend with.

The first sword qi smashed the defensive light shield on his body, and the remaining two sword qi followed closely, and immediately pierced through the heart and head of this person.

Looking at this person again at this time, he had already fallen to the ground with an unwilling look on his face, and he couldn't die any more.

Wu Fan looked at the corpse on the ground with anger in his eyes, and couldn't help but snorted coldly, then looked down at his heart and found that the clothes there were torn, and the skin inside was also cut, with a faint blood stain on it, but the wound was not deep.

With Wu Fan's current body, it is not something that a Jindan early stage cultivator can destroy with magic weapons.

Using the Heavenly Demon Hegemony Body Art, the skin at his heart position flashed with black light, and the wound healed quickly, leaving no scars.

Then his face began to twist, and his body shape was also changing. After a few breaths, he restored his original face.

He has been keeping the appearance of an old man for the past two days, and has consumed a lot of his true energy. Fortunately, he has not fought in the past two days, but he has persisted. Now that he is in the secret realm, he naturally does not need to continue to change his appearance.

He looked up and saw that he was in a dense forest. This forest was not much different from the outside world. The only difference was that the trees here were unusually tall and had a sense of wildness. It was obvious that no one had set foot here for a long time, and it had always retained its original state from ancient times.

Moreover, the spiritual energy here was extremely rich, far beyond the islands. From this, it can be seen that this place was worthy of being the place where the super sect was founded.

According to his inspection, there was no one else around except the young man.

Wu Fan changed his clothes calmly, then collected the young man's storage bag and spear magic weapon, and then released a fireball to destroy his body, and then turned into a beam of light and rushed straight into the sky.

Passing through the dense and tall forest, he soon came to the sky. Wu Fan used the Heavenly Demon Eye to scan the surroundings, then took out a map to compare, and then flew towards the east at a high speed.

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At the same time, on the calm lake, a figure suddenly broke out of the water, brought up a splash of water, and flew straight into the air.

"Alas! This luck is too bad. I was actually teleported into the water. I don't know where Brother Zhou is now, and whether he is in trouble."

When the light on the figure dissipated, Dong Zhuojun's figure was revealed. He muttered with a depressed look on his face, looked around, and then flew high again.

"Haha, my luck is not bad. According to the map, there is a relic nearby. I just don't know if this relic has been discovered in advance."

When Dong Zhuojun came to the sky, he quickly released his spiritual sense to check the terrain within twenty miles around. Then his face suddenly showed great joy, and he couldn't help laughing. After saying that, he immediately turned into a rainbow light and rushed in a certain direction.

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On a mountain covered by thick fog, a middle-aged man flying in a flying instrument just rushed into the fog. He was surprised by the scene in front of him, and then his face showed surprise.

On the mountain in front, there were hundreds of houses. Although these houses were not luxurious and even looked a little dilapidated, they were places where only foundation-building cultivators could live.

It is obvious that this is definitely the sleeping place of the disciples of a peak of that super-large sect.

"Haha, I'm rich now."

The man in the middle stage of foundation-building suddenly laughed and wanted to fly inward immediately, but at this moment, there was a "crackling" sound of thunder and lightning in the clouds above. A spiritual pressure instantly locked the middle-aged man, and then a purple lightning as thick as an arm suddenly fell from the sky and hit the man accurately.

There was no suspense at all. In an instant, the man was hit and his whole body turned black. He fell from the sky with white smoke coming out, and he was deader than dead.

This scene happened to be seen by another foundation-building cultivator who rushed in. He hurriedly stopped and did not dare to take even one step forward.

"Oh my god, there is a restriction here. Fortunately, that person rushed in one step ahead, otherwise I would have died."

The young man's face was full of fear. He patted his chest and then looked at the house in front of him. Unwillingness appeared in his eyes, so he turned around and wanted to return along the original route without stopping.

But at this moment, a sinister male voice came from behind him!

"Hehe, the restriction here is not too powerful, otherwise, the kid just now would not have left a complete body. If it was a powerful restriction, the kid would have turned into ashes long ago, but for a young cultivator like you, the restriction here is still easy to take your life."

"Who, who is talking."

The young man was shocked when he heard the voice, and hurriedly released a flying sword spirit weapon and turned around to look back.

I saw a figure slowly flying in from the mist behind him. It was a skinny middle-aged man wearing a red armor, with bloodshot eyes and long hair. He looked extremely evil.

There was no flying device under his feet. He just stood in the air. At first glance, he was a Jindan-stage cultivator.