Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Greetings, senior!"

When the young man saw this person, his heart suddenly sank, and he couldn't help showing a look of fear on his face. Through the other person's dress and blood-red eyes, he could tell at a glance that he was a golden elixir-level person from the "Blood Demon Palace" outside the sea. Elder.

The young man had heard a little about the ruthlessness of the people in the Blood Demon Palace. He knew in his heart that he might die today, but he still forced himself to calmly step forward and salute respectfully.

"Hey, kid, just consider yourself unlucky today. In fact, with your cultivation level, you shouldn't have come to this secret realm at all."

After the middle-aged man laughed strangely, he stretched the five fingers of his palm forward, and a strong suction force immediately rushed towards the young man.

However, a strange scene occurred. The young man suddenly let out a shrill scream, but his body did not move in place. However, a large amount of blood continued to seep out of his skin, and went straight to the man's palm. Fly away.

The rich blood seemed to be burning during the flight. Some impurities were quickly burned away, leaving only a small amount of pure blood essence, which gathered into a blood cell.

This blood ball was as big as a child's fist, and it emitted pure spiritual power fluctuations. The middle-aged man directly introduced it into his mouth with a weird smile, and swallowed it.

A blush suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He closed his eyes as if he was enjoying it, but soon his complexion returned to normal.

The young man opposite him had already turned into a mummy.

"Hey, I don't think there's anything valuable here, but since I'm here, I always have to go in and take a look."

After the middle-aged man took off the storage bag of the corpse, he kicked it into the air, then looked up at the mountain in front of him and murmured to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a blood-red shield with a skull imprinted on it flew out in an instant, and turned into a ten-foot-sized shield that was strong enough to face the wind and blocked the top of his head.

Then his figure flashed and flew straight towards the mountain peak.

At the same time, the clouds and mist in the sky rolled violently again, and at the same time the sound of thunder and lightning exploded. Long thunder snakes appeared looming in the sky, and then they slashed towards the man in the sky one after another.

As a result, when these thunderbolts came into contact with the shield, they were easily blocked and could not hurt the middle-aged man below at all.

As the man laughed, his figure quickly landed on the mountain peak. At the same time, the thunder and lightning in the sky immediately disappeared, and the crazy rolling clouds and fog returned to normal.

While the middle-aged man was quickly searching those houses, a pair of eyes were staring at him in the thick fog.

"Ling'er, have you smelled any spiritual beings on this mountain peak?"

"Master, those houses must have been searched by others before. I didn't sense the breath of spiritual beings here. It was just a futile attempt for the man to go in."

"In that case, then Ling'er, go and kill that man. We are already here, we can't go back empty-handed!"

"Hehe, good master, I have the same idea. I don't know how many treasures this person has in his storage bag. Let's talk about it after I snatch it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow rushed out of the white mist and rushed straight to the mountain peak ahead. It was so fast that even Wu Fan could not see its true appearance clearly without using the Demonic Eyes.

"Who is it?"

In a courtyard above the mountain peak, the middle-aged man seemed to sense something. He suddenly turned around and looked back. His expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted.

At the same time, dark clouds rolled in the sky again, and thunder and lightning shot down from the sky instantly.

But the strange thing is that the white shadow below only flickered a few times and easily dodged the thunder and lightning, unable to hit it at all.

In a few breaths, the white shadow descended on the mountain peak, revealing Ling'er's figure at the same time.

"Hehe, of course I'm the one who wants your life. Hey~, it doesn't seem right. I'm a spiritual beast. Oh, never mind. Anyway, my master said that he wants your storage bag, so you can die. La."

Ling'er was mid-sentence when he was suddenly startled. He knew that he had said something wrong. He couldn't help but look back in the direction of Yunwu and smiled awkwardly. Then he flashed his body and rushed straight towards the middle-aged man.

After seeing this scene, Wu Fan couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead, and was a little dumbfounded. However, he was not worried about Ling'er because the middle-aged man was just an early-stage Jindan monk, so he had no intention of helping. , with Ling'er's strength, it is more than enough to kill the opponent.

"Hmph, it's actually a fifth-level monster!"

After a moment of sensing, the middle-aged man immediately determined Ling'er's rank. Even though he seemed unmoved on the surface, he was terribly frightened in his heart.

Although he considers himself to be quite powerful, monsters are all capable of crossing boundaries to defend themselves against enemies. What's more, this monster has extraordinary blood, so its strength is probably even more powerful.

And listening to his words, he knew that there must be his owner nearby who was watching eagerly. It might not be that easy for him to successfully escape from here. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid.

But since he has been targeted, he can only fight to the end. As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his arm with evil eyes, and a bloody long knife suddenly sprang out from his right palm, and he held it firmly in his hand. , with a posture of wanting to fight to the end.

But at this moment, Ling'er's residual image suddenly flickered and disappeared.

At the same time, a sweet laughter came from behind the middle-aged man:

"Hehe, you idiot, my aunt is behind you!"

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this, and quickly turned around to look back, but when he just turned around, what he saw was a pair of ruby-like eyes.

And at this moment, a feeling of dizziness suddenly came from his mind, making him inevitably fall into confusion, as if his thoughts had stopped, and he stood there motionless.

When he woke up again, what he saw was a snow-white claw and sharp nails.

At this time, he had no time to react at all, and just watched the beast's claws swipe across his neck.

Then he felt as if he was falling downwards from the air, and the scene he saw was constantly rotating. When he saw the picture still again, he saw a headless corpse. If he looked carefully, this Isn’t it your own body?

At this time, he had reacted, and a look of despair suddenly appeared in his eyes, but soon, his eyes were replaced by endless darkness.

After a while, Ling'er returned to the clouds with a storage bag.

"Well, Ling'er's strength has indeed improved a lot, not bad, not bad!"

Wu Fan reached out and took the storage bag, nodded with satisfaction, smiled and praised.

"Hehe, of course. Not to mention the early stage Golden Core monks, even the middle stage Golden Core monks, I can kill them with some effort."

When Ling'er heard her master's praise, she immediately raised her neck and boasted with a proud expression!

"Haha, okay, I know you are powerful, let's go quickly!"

Wu Fan chuckled, touched Ling'er's head, and then turned into a rainbow and flew quickly towards the distance.

Ling'er shook the snow-white hair on her body and followed quickly.