Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Wu Fan weighed the pros and cons in his mind. As a sixth-level sea beast, this evil dragon is many times stronger than the "turtle beast".

Of course, Wu Fan also understood that the claws and the horn on the forehead of this evil dragon must be the hardest. Otherwise, this dragon would not be able to use its claws to resist this attack even if it was injured.

Although Wu Fan knew that it was impossible to kill this dragon in a short time with his own ability, he was not in a hurry because he found Ling'er flying towards him.

So he calmly controlled the Tiangang Sword to cut the evil dragon again.

However, on the other side, the last remaining evil dragon was also fleeing frantically. Although it also saw the crisis here, it was now unable to take care of itself and could only watch.

Angry roars came one after another. The two evil dragons were on the verge of anger. After all, they had lived in the Black Water Sea for so many years and had never suffered such a big loss. Even now, a companion had died.

Although they hated this human to the core, the two evil dragons also understood that the current situation was very unfavorable to them. If they did not evacuate quickly, they might all die here.

So the two evil dragons used a language that only they could understand, and after a hasty roar, they actually wanted to evacuate this place at the same time.

But Wu Fan would never give them such an opportunity. He just sneered and launched an even more fierce attack.

Sword Qi appeared between heaven and earth. At a glance, there were at least hundreds of them. Then, under the urging of Wu Fan's magic power, dense sword Qi immediately swarmed away.

This was not over yet. Not far in front of Wu Fan, golden thunder balls as big as heads condensed in an instant. A loud "crackling" sound could be heard from a long distance away.

And Wu Fan stood behind him like the god of thunder. With a wave of his arm, more than a dozen thunder balls followed the sword Qi, and the power was several times more terrifying than the sword Qi.

With so many powerful attacks coming, the evil dragon could not escape under the suppression of Jin Yuan Chongguang.

A look of panic appeared in its demon eyes as big as a basin.

Helplessly, it could only give up escaping, so it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and black light beams came out of its mouth.

At the same time, a black light appeared on its huge body, which was the kind of innate magical power that could protect the body.

Soon, the sword energy, thunder balls, and light beams intertwined together, and the sound shook the world, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking.

But how could those light beams stop Wu Fan's attack? You know, whether it is his thunder control technique or "Thousand Swords", they are all extremely superior skills. In just an instant, all the light beams disappeared between heaven and earth.

So the remaining attacks hit the evil dragon without mercy.

Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard. Although the black light outside its body effectively blocked the attack, it was only a moment before the black light dissipated, and the remaining attacks hit its huge body.

The evil dragon was now extremely miserable, with blood all over its body, and blood constantly oozing out of its body. The smell of burning could be smelled from a long distance.

From a distance, Wu Fan looked at the miserable appearance of the evil dragon and the drops of dragon blood falling in the air. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt a pity in his heart.

After all, these dragon bloods are extremely precious. Now that they fall in the air, it is obviously a bit cruel.

Although the evil dragon seemed to be seriously injured, it was not injured at all. It only roared angrily, looked at Wu Fan with resentment, and was about to withdraw.

But at this moment, a delicate laugh came from behind it.

"Little loach, what do you want to do? Do I agree to let you go?"

When the teasing voice fell, the evil dragon was startled and turned his head subconsciously.

However, it saw a pair of ruby-like pupils. At the same time, its extremely retreating body stopped involuntarily, and even its sharp eyes began to become dull.

Wu Fan, who was far away, seized the opportunity, and with a thought, the Tiangang Slashing Soul Sword on his head suddenly shot out, and after a circle, it instantly hit the bottom of the evil dragon's neck.

With a puff, the wound where the scales were destroyed was successfully pierced by the Tiangang Slashing Soul Sword, not to mention that it was the weakest part of the dragon's body.

But Wu Fan did not mean to give up, because he could see that this attack alone could not kill the dragon.

So the spell in his hand changed, and the Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword, which had already entered the body of the evil dragon, suddenly made a loud "crackling" sound on the sword, and arcs of electricity flowed into its body along the flesh and blood, and began to wreak havoc.

At this time, the evil dragon finally came back to its senses from its sluggishness. Like the evil dragon that died before, its shrill screams spread all over the field, and its huge body kept rolling and twitching in the air, looking like it was in agony.

This phenomenon only lasted for a few breaths, and the whole space became quiet again. Now looking at the evil dragon, it was dead and could not die anymore, and its body was falling straight down into the air.

Wu Fan was quick-eyed and quick-handed. With a wave of his arm, the body of the evil dragon was immediately collected into the storage ring.

In just a moment, two of the fierce evil dragons died, and the last one, who had already seen the seriousness of the situation, fled to a distance.

But the golden armor puppet was extremely powerful after all. Although its speed was not as fast as that of the evil dragon, under its deliberate and crazy attack, the evil dragon could only dodge repeatedly while fleeing, which naturally slowed down its speed.

In the distance, Wu Fan and Ling'er looked at each other, and without saying a word, they immediately used their fastest speed to chase the evil dragon.

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A moment later, above the sea, Wu Fan, Ling'er, and the golden armor puppet surrounded the last remaining evil dragon in the middle.

There were waves of angry dragon roars, but in the dragon's demon eyes, there was a very human despair.

In the circling and flying, the dragon was obviously preparing for a desperate fight.

"Hehe, little loach, don't struggle, just die obediently."

Looking at the evil dragon that was about to struggle to death, Ling'er laughed disdainfully, and then flew forward.

After hearing the sarcastic words, the eyes of the evil dragon were full of hatred, and it was obvious that it understood Ling'er's words.

After all, the IQ of the sixth-level monsters is not worse than that of humans, but the monsters are not tamed. Unlike the spirit beasts, they have always lived in the human world and are accustomed to speaking human language.

"Okay, Ling'er, hurry up and get started. Let's hurry up and leave here."

Wu Fan saw that Ling'er's figure, which was about to attack, was still there, and he couldn't help but frown and urged.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a strange color appeared in his eyes, because he found that Ling'er was a little abnormal.

To be precise, Ling'er was turning her head to look at the distant horizon at this moment, as if she was sensing something.

After seeing this scene, Wu Fan's doubts became even more intense, but before he could ask a question, Ling'er's stuttering and nervous and uneasy cry came over.

"Oh, what a powerful demonic energy. Master, it seems like an extremely powerful demon is flying towards us. I, we seem to be in trouble!"