Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

At the same time, within the insect cloud.

A strong burning sensation hit the whole body, as if the body would spontaneously combust in the next moment. An indescribable pain filled the soul, making people feel that life was worse than death. Suddenly, a scream that did not sound like a human voice could be heard. Come.

This is what happened after Wu Fan rushed into the insect cloud.

At this moment, countless phantom butterflies were hitting his body, and the sound of "bang bang bang" was endless, knocking him around and almost losing his balance.

Wu Fan's mind was a little confused and he had been in a trance. He had been seriously injured by those people and fell into coma. But at the last moment, he suddenly woke up with his willpower, so his first thought was not to be beaten by those people. He was taken away by someone, and immediately his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately rushed into the insect cloud.

He didn't know whether he would live or die next, but deep in his heart, even if he was turned into ashes by the phantom butterfly, he did not want to be taken away and tortured by those people.

"Master, master, wake up quickly, you can't die, save yourself quickly."

Suddenly, Ling'er's urgent and crying voice came from not far away.

"Ling'er also came in? No, I want to save her. I can't die, I want to go home, many people are still waiting for me."

Hearing the voice, a bright light seemed to flash across Wu Fan's mind, making him wake up instantly.

Holding back the pain that spread throughout his body, he turned his head and looked back.

Through the dense phantom butterflies, Ling'er was faintly seen not far away.

But Ling'er's condition was not very good at the moment. Although she was a spiritual beast and her physical body was naturally powerful, the terrifying high temperature here still burned her skin to pieces. Her whole body was pitch black, and she could hear painful moans.

But fortunately, at the moment of crisis, Ling'er released a piece of pink mist, causing the nearby phantom butterflies to retreat one after another, so they were not knocked around like Wu Fan.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan instantly became anxious. Without thinking much, he immediately poured his spiritual power into the golden cloud mirror above his head, and then a cloud of suspicious clouds spread all over his body.

After receiving protection, Wu Fan immediately felt that the burning sensation was greatly reduced.

So he slapped the Ten Thousand Souls Flag beside him with one hand, causing the evil energy nearby to surge in, and finally formed a light curtain several feet in size around him.

At the same time, he controlled the ghosts to wander around and prevented the phantom butterflies from approaching.

The evil spirit was inherently cold in nature, but it relieved Wu Fan a lot of pain.

But those ghosts were miserable. In the end, under the impact of those phantom butterflies, they turned into evil spirits amidst screams and finally merged into the light curtain.

Wu Fan naturally didn't care about this and immediately turned into a rainbow and flew towards Ling'er.

At this moment, Ling'er also noticed that his master was awake, so he hurriedly approached him.

The two of them were not far apart, and soon they came close, and Ling'er immediately rushed into the evil light curtain.

"Master, are you okay? How are your internal injuries? Can you hold on?"

As soon as he came in, Ling'er asked with a cry.

"The injury is very serious. We can't last long. We have to get out of here quickly."

Wu Fan shook his head and said extremely weakly. After that, he took out a few pills and threw them into his mouth, and also fed a few pills to Ling'er.

These elixirs are all excellent healing elixirs. As soon as they are taken into the mouth, they immediately turn into strong medicinal power and rush into the throat, and quickly integrate into the body, providing some relief to the injuries. It's just a pity that he can't calm down and heal now.

"Escape from here? How to escape, Master? We are already surrounded! These phantom butterflies are attacking us all the time, and it is impossible to open a passage for us to go."

Ling'er looked bitter and said with a sigh.

Wu Fan was silent when he heard this, because he also knew that he could not escape. After all, no one knew how big the insect cloud was, and besides, these phantom butterflies had been pestering them, and they had nowhere to go.

Seeing her master's appearance, Ling'er's eyes couldn't help but darken and she fell into silence. But soon, she seemed to have thought of something, so she quickly said:

"Master, why don't we enter the small space? Those people can't get in anyway, so we don't have to worry about anything. As long as we enter the small space, we will be saved. As time goes by, these human-faced fire butterflies will naturally leave. "

When Wu Fan heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the evil atmosphere around him, and then sighed and said:

"Alas! It won't work. I've thought of this method before, but look at this evil atmosphere. Can it persist until we successfully enter the small space?"

"This...!" Ling'er heard the words and quickly turned around to look. Soon she discovered that the sinister light curtain was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and could not hold on for a moment.

"What should we do, Master? Are we just waiting to die here?"

Ling'er was so anxious that she couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Ling'er, can you control these nearby phantom butterflies to move out of the way? I want to find a place to hide on the cliffs on both sides, and then enter a small space."

After Wu Fan thought for a while, he looked at Ling'er expectantly and asked.

"No, Master, although these phantom butterflies are low-level spiritual insects, and I can control them with my magical powers, there are too many phantom butterflies here, and I simply cannot control them all. You didn't notice the phantom energy I released. , was it quickly swallowed up by the nearby phantom butterflies!"

Ling'er had a sad look on his face and shook his head, looking helpless. She was indeed telling the truth. The pink mist she released consumed extremely spiritual energy, and even she couldn't use it without any scruples.

Hearing this, Wu Fan fell silent. He looked around and found that there was not much Yin Sha Qi left. If the phantom butterfly broke through the blockade, the Golden Cloud Mirror could not stop it for a moment.

In desperation, Wu Fan prepared to try various ways to save himself. He first released a large piece of Tiangang Divine Thunder to spread to the periphery, hoping to kill the phantom butterflies with this divine thunder.

However, he soon found that although the phantom butterflies would die immediately after contacting the divine thunder, there were too many phantom butterflies. They immediately filled the empty space, and the terrifying high temperature did not decrease at all.

Seeing that the divine thunder did not work, Wu Fan immediately released the Golden Yuan Heavy Light, covering the area of ​​100 feet.

This finally worked. The nearby phantom butterflies were pressed by gravity and fell straight down, and soon cleared a space.

Although the terrifying high temperature did not decrease much, it gave him a chance to escape, which made Wu Fan happy.

However, just as he was about to drag Ling'er to the side of the mountain wall, the thin layer of Yinsha light curtain on the outside suddenly shook and disintegrated.

Finally, this layer of light curtain still couldn't hold on.

Suddenly, waves of terrifying high temperature swept over, and the rays of light released by the golden mirror around the body began to shake, and it seemed that it was about to break.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan was very anxious and immediately released the Tianluo Extreme Fire.