Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"What, demon cultivator?" Wu Fan was shocked when he heard this, and subconsciously looked up. However, no matter how much he looked, he saw nothing. But he knew that Ling'er would not lie. After all, his sense of smell was very sensitive. of.

However, when Wu Fan accidentally glanced at the evil dragon, he suddenly discovered that the dragon was also looking in that direction, and the look of surprise could clearly be seen in its demonic eyes.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan became more convinced of his suspicion.

"Quick, quick, kill this evil dragon first, and let's escape from here quickly."

Wu Fan shouted in desperation. He knew the seriousness of the matter. If the person who came over was really a demon cultivator, even if it was just a seventh-level demon cultivator, he would not be able to deal with it.

Although he was confident that he could compete with the early Nascent Soul cultivators, it would not be a wise move to fight a demon cultivator in this black water. It was even possible to stay here forever.

After all, demon cultivators are generally much more powerful than humans of the same level, especially those with the blood of divine beasts, and now he is still in their territory.

Of course, if an eighth-level demon cultivator came, he would have no chance of surviving.

In fact, normally speaking, he should retreat immediately at this time, but he has already killed two evil dragons before, and this hatred must have been forged. It is better to seize the time and kill the last evil dragon. If he is lucky, If so, it might be able to conceal the truth. After all, the demon cultivator is still very far away, and Ling'er can only smell his demonic aura.

Although this chance is very small, he no longer cares so much. He can only bet that the demon cultivator's spiritual consciousness cannot detect this place. In addition, he cannot leave the evil dragon as the only witness.

As soon as Wu Fan finished speaking, he didn't pause for anything. With a sudden movement of his mind, the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword above his head suddenly slashed hard at the evil dragon in front of him.

At the same time, the golden-armored puppet on the opposite side immediately raised his knife and rushed forward.

"Okay, okay master, I, we have to hurry up, the demon cultivator is flying towards our direction right now."

After hearing Wu Fan's shout, Ling'er immediately came back to his senses, and saw it instantly turn into a white shadow and rush towards the evil dragon. It was not difficult to tell from his words that it was indeed scared at this moment.

Immediately, an angry dragon roar was heard, but soon, the sound turned into a shrill scream.

With the powerful strength of the golden-armored puppet, coupled with Wu Fan and Ling'er's continuous output, how could the evil dragon withstand such a powerful attack? In just a few breaths, the dragon was completely exhausted. .

However, just when Wu Fan wanted to give this evil dragon a final fatal blow and end its life, an angry roar suddenly came from the distance.

"Bold human beings dare to hunt my "one-horned evil dragon" clan in my black water area. Don't you want to live? Stop it quickly!!"

The voice was suddenly far and near, and it was extremely powerful. The voice should be that of a middle-aged man, but the murderous intent could clearly be heard in his words.

When Wu Fan heard this, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he couldn't help but show a trace of struggle in his eyes. But just for an instant, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his arm, the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword instantly slashed at the evil dragon.

There was a soft sound of "Puff", and the several-foot-long sword immediately penetrated the entire head of the evil dragon. Looking at this dragon now, it was already dead.

Then Wu Fan didn't stop, and with a wave of his arm, the corpse of the evil dragon and the golden-armored puppet were immediately put into the storage ring, and then instantly turned into lightning and flew straight into the distance. The flying speed was as fast as Like a flash of lightning.

At the same time, Ling'er turned into a white shadow and sank into the spirit beast bag.

No wonder Wu Fan was so eager, because his spiritual consciousness had already seen the person coming, but what made him depressed was that this person was indeed a demon cultivator.

Observing from the spiritual consciousness, the person who came was a middle-aged man, but his appearance was extremely strange. Although he was a demon cultivator, he was not much different from a human being. He was also wearing scale armor robes and had black hair. Long hair flowing.

As for Wu Fan, he was able to recognize his identity at a glance because there was a black horn about a foot long on his forehead, and there were two long beards that fluttered in the wind on both sides of his nose. , Wu Fan can naturally see such obvious features.

As for the other characteristics of this person, they are exactly the same as humans, but if I have to name two things that are different from normal people, they must be this person's blood-red eyes and his rough and ferocious face.

However, it is not difficult to tell from his appearance that the true identity of this evil cultivator must be the "one-horned evil dragon" among the three royal families, because Wu Fan had read about the "Black Water Sea" a long time ago Various demon cultivating classics in it.

Of course, it is not difficult to tell from the words of the demon cultivator just now that the person Wu Fan killed was indeed a younger member of his clan, otherwise the other party would not have been so angry.

So Wu Fan also knew that this Liangzi was really strong, and the other party would definitely not let him go easily.

But he didn't let the evil dragon go just because the other party asked him to stop. After all, he was in his territory now. He didn't believe that even if he let his descendants go, the other party would spare his life, not to mention that he had already killed him before. Two, now there is no room for relaxation.

But what made Wu Fan feel at ease was that through observation, he found that this demon cultivator was just a seventh-level sea beast. If the person who came was an eighth-level demon cultivator, Wu Fan might have no chance of surviving today.

But even so, Wu Fan did not dare to guarantee that he could escape alive, because he was really afraid that after a long time, he would be surrounded by all kinds of sea beasts.

During the flight, Wu Fan looked back frequently, but what made him depressed was that with the speed of his thunder escape technique, he could not get rid of the opponent at all.

This scene surprised Wu Fan. After all, his thunder escape technique was not an ordinary technique. Even in the ancient world of immortal cultivation, it was the top escape technique.

It is no exaggeration to say that in today's cultivation, except for him, there is really no second person who possesses this escape technique. After all, the thunder control technique was the sect-keeping technique of the "Heavenly Thunder Sect" back then, and it was also a secret that was not passed on.

Of course, it is undeniable that Wu Fan has practiced this thunder control technique for too short a time, and his current cultivation level is only the Golden Core Stage. Now that he can avoid being caught up by the seventh-level demon cultivator, he can actually go out and show off.

Although the demon cultivator could not catch up with him for a while, Wu Fan knew that with the true energy and magic power in his body, he could not use this escape technique for a long time.

If it took too long, he would definitely be caught up by the other party.

But now he had no other choice but to take it one step at a time.