Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Among them, there are actually five ghosts that have reached the strength of Golden Core Stage monks. They are three human ghosts, a ghost with a snake body and a human face, and a five-foot-large spider-like beast soul. .

Although these five ghosts are only in the early and middle stages of the Golden Core, it has to be said that they are already very scary. No wonder the reputation of Devil May Cry can be heard throughout the country and abroad. With such a soul control flag in his hand, how many people can be his opponent.

But these were nothing to Wu Fan. Although he was surprised at this moment, he did not feel panic at all, and even looked eager to try.

In fact, after waiting for so long, he was waiting for this moment.

Facing the large number of ghosts rushing towards him, Wu Fan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. He calmly pointed forward and saw a golden arc as thick as a hair rush out of his fingertips and hit the target in a flash. At the front was a female ghost wearing a white dress with disheveled hair and bleeding eyes.

With a stabbing sound and a shrill scream, the ghost that was equivalent to the late stage of foundation building immediately turned into a black air and disappeared like the spring sun melting snow.

Wu Fan was overjoyed when he saw this. You must know that the ray of Tiangang Divine Thunder he just released was just a strand that he deliberately suppressed to the smallest power.

From this point of view, if he releases a finger-thick Tiangang Divine Thunder, even the five golden elixir stage ghosts will probably be defeated immediately.

"It seems that this Tiangang Divine Thunder is indeed well-deserved, and it does have the effect of restraining demons and ghost cultivators." Wu Fan secretly muttered in his heart, and he was overjoyed. He wanted to try his guess, but when he thought of the five ghosts It was really precious, so he chose to give it up. After all, the soul-controlling flag was in his pocket. If he killed those five ghosts, the power of this treasure would be greatly reduced.

The sight of Wu Fan easily killing a ghost was also seen by Devil May Cry, who was a hundred feet away. Although it was not unusual to kill a ghost with the opponent's cultivation level, he could kill it so easily. The killing still shocked him greatly.

But just one ghost died, which was nothing to his army of tens of thousands of ghosts, so he just looked at it indifferently and didn't say a word.

He didn't believe that the other party's thunder and lightning could be used inexhaustibly. Of course, even if the other party could keep using this magical power of thunder and lightning, the speed of its use was so slow that there was no way he could stop the countless ghosts in time.

At this moment, Devil May Cry was waiting for the scene of the overwhelming ghosts tearing the opponent into pieces to appear. However, the scene that happened next made his eyes suddenly show a look of horror.

Wu Fan was in the dark clouds. Facing the densely packed ghosts, he remained motionless, as if he didn't care. He actually had the time to look around. He didn't take any action until the ghosts were less than five feet away from him. All he could see was his body. It shook slightly unnoticed, and at the same time, following a crackling sound, its whole body was suddenly wrapped by a layer of golden arcs.

However, at this moment, an incredible scene appeared. The ghosts that were rushing towards me stopped immediately for some reason. Their bodies trembled as if they sensed something terrible, and they could clearly see it in their eyes. A look of fear.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Devil May Cry, you can go and die."

When Wu Fan saw this, he suddenly laughed, then he moved his body, followed the gaps between the ghosts, and immediately turned into a rainbow and rushed towards Gui Qi, who was a hundred feet away.

"Asshole, what's going on? Go and kill this person!!!"

After seeing this scene, Gui Qi finally could no longer maintain his composure, his eyes were full of fear, and he suddenly shouted loudly at the ghosts.

However, when those ghosts saw Wu Fan rushing towards them, their eyes showed fear and they subconsciously retreated to both sides, leaving a wide path for him.

Among the densely packed ghosts, only the five Golden Core stage ghosts were hesitant, but in the end out of instinctive fear, they still stayed there motionless and did not try to intercept Wu Fan because of the ghost cry.

Gui Qi's heart dropped when he saw this scene, and his already pale face instantly became even paler. However, he did not want to accept his fate. You must know that the magical powers of their Ghost Spirit Sect monks are inseparable from ghosts. It doesn't matter, if they can't make any achievements at this point, then most of their strength will definitely be lost.

When Gui Wei was panicking, he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue with stern eyes, and a mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed on the soul-controlling flag in front of him. Then he quickly made a seal with both hands, and runes were driven into the flag.

However, at this moment, the entire Soul Control Flag suddenly flashed with red light, and gusts of sinister wind roared out. The already dark clouds became even more sinister, as if they were in the Nine Nether Hell.

At the same time, as if they had been stimulated by something, the eyes of the densely packed ghosts suddenly became crazy, and they looked like they had lost their minds. They actually changed from their normal state and rushed towards Wu Fan in a swarm, without the fear they had just now.

However, in the face of all this, Wu Fan just smiled softly. With a thought, the electric arc covering his whole body expanded outwards in an instant, until it enveloped the whole body about ten feet away, and then suddenly stopped.

When the ghosts that approached like crazy encountered the electric arc, they immediately turned into black smoke and dissipated amidst the shrill screams, unable to stop Wu Fan's progress at all.

In just a moment, more than a hundred ghosts disappeared under the Tiangang Divine Thunder.

Wu Fan was so fast that he rushed out of the encirclement in an instant and was not far away from Devil May Cry.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Devil Cry, do you have any powerful magical powers? If you do, you might as well use them together. If not, you won't have a chance."

When Wu Fan arrived not far from Devil May Cry, he actually stopped and did not kill the opponent immediately. He said with a strange smile on his face.

"Fellow Taoist, we have no grievances. Can you let me live? Of course, I will give you double the reward that Wanjian Sect promised you. In fact, you don't have to work hard for Wanjian Sect, as long as you If you help the Ghost Spirit Sect deal with the Wanjian Sect, our reward will be much richer than theirs. As long as you tell us what you want, we can give it to you."

Looking at the smiling Wu Fan in front of him, Devil May Cry immediately lowered his posture and said with swaying eyes, he knew he was no match for the opponent, so in order to fight for a chance of survival, he could only make some suggestions. At the same time, in order to express his sincerity, he also ordered the ghosts to stop. Of course, even if the ghosts continued to charge, more would only die. As a last resort, he really didn't want to waste these carefully cultivated ghosts.

"Cooperate with your Ghost Spirit Sect? Haha, let's forget it. I would rather believe in Wanjian Sect than believe your nonsense."

Wu Fan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this, shook his head and said.