Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After a while, a group of more than ten people walked to a pile of stones. They saw that the old demon Yan waved his arm, and the void in front of them fluctuated. Then they saw that the pile of stones in front of them suddenly turned into a green grassy open space, and on the open space, there was a small fruit tree growing. The small tree was only about ten feet tall and looked very inconspicuous, just like an ordinary fruit tree. However, the fruit on the small tree was very extraordinary. There were six red fruits on the tree, and it was still emitting a faint red light. It was obvious that the fruit was a very precious spiritual medicine.

When Xu Yao saw that these fruits were still on the tree, a smile appeared on his face, and when Wu Fan saw the small tree, his eyes turned, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, the old demon Yan turned to look at Xu Yao and smiled: "Haha, brother Xu Yao, you should be relieved this time, right?"

"Well, let's get started!" Xu Yao nodded to him.

Then the group came to an open space in the distance. At this time, Yan Lao Mo said to Xu Yao: "Xu Yao, brother, how about we start from the tenth level of Qi Refining?"

"Okay, then let's do as Brother Yan said!" Xu Yao said indifferently.

Yan Lao Mo smiled and nodded, then turned to look at a man at the tenth level of Qi Refining, and said: "Jinling, you play the first game."

"Yes!" The man walked forward. He was 1.9 meters tall and looked strong. He was not very old, about 25 or 26 years old, but he had a beard on his face, which gave people a very inconsistent feeling.

Xu Yao took a look at the man sent by the other side and knew that this kid was a powerful character. He was also one of the three physical cultivators. He did not dare to be careless. Then he looked at Wu Fan. He wanted Wu Fan to play first, but at this moment, Ming Xi suddenly came out and shouted: "Uncle Master, I will play this game. "

Before Xuyao ​​could speak, Mingxi had already jumped up. Xuyao ​​glared and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. Finally, he sighed.

Wu Fan could see what Uncle Xuyao ​​was thinking, but since Mingxi had already gone up, he could do nothing.

He turned his head to look at Mingxi, who was wearing a tight white dress and a ponytail. In the ten days since he came here, Wu Fan had gotten to know Mingxi. This little sister was actually an impatient person.

The man called Jinling saw that it was a beautiful woman coming towards him, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly, and then he laughed and said, "Haha, fairy, you are not my opponent. I advise you to go down and let someone else come up."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's see the fight! "Ming Qian's face darkened, and she immediately slapped her storage bag, releasing four high-level magic swords. Then she pinched her hands together and pointed at the four swords. The four swords instantly shot towards the other party.

When Jin Ling saw that the other party could control four swords at the same time and acted without any pressure, he was also stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was really good. His consciousness must be much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Jin Ling suddenly took out a long sword from the storage bag. The sword was really big, more than five feet long and more than one foot wide. It was actually a top-grade magic sword. Jin Ling was indeed a disciple of Yaowang Valley. He was indeed very wealthy. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and went straight to the four swords. When the four swords came in front of him, he began to dance wildly with the long sword in his hand. In an instant, a sword shadow formed around his body, and he put The body was impenetrable, and the four flying swords were all knocked away when they came into contact with the knife shadow, but Jinling smiled, stepped forward, and ran straight towards Mingxi.

Mingxi was shocked when she saw that all her flying swords were knocked away, and then she looked at the long sword in the opponent's hand. Unexpectedly, the opponent still had a top-grade magic weapon, and this person's strength was really amazing. He should be the physical cultivator mentioned by Master Xuyao. Without thinking too much, Mingxi hurriedly controlled the flying sword to continue flying towards the opponent, and quickly retreated to the back, starting a tug-of-war with the opponent.

Xuyao ​​had been watching the fight in the field. After watching for a while, he shook his head gently and sighed.

A quarter of an hour later, Mingxi was approached by Jinling. Seeing that Jinling was about to swing the long sword to chop Mingxi, at this time, Xuyao ​​said: "Mingxi, come back! "

When Jinling heard Xuyao's words, he quickly put away his long sword and walked towards Yan Laomo.

Mingxi glanced at Jinling's back, and her fair face turned red with anger. She stomped her feet hard and turned to walk towards Wu Fan and others.

"Haha, brother Xuyao, I'm sorry, this first bone spirit fruit belongs to me." Yan Laomo laughed.

"Hmph!" Xuyao ​​snorted coldly, then looked at Wu Fan and said, "Nephew Wu, you play in the second game."

"Yes, uncle!" Wu Fan clasped his fists to Xuyao.

After that, Wu Fan slowly walked forward.

"Fangzheng, you play in this game!" Yan Laomo turned around and looked at a man and said.

"Yes! "A man came out. He was about 27 or 28 years old, thin, dark-faced, and dressed in black. He was not handsome, but not ugly either. He was the kind of person who no one would look at even if he was thrown into a crowd. He was very ordinary. Although he was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining, the aura he exuded was very powerful. When Wu Fan saw him, he could feel that this man was more powerful than the average cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

After the two walked to the center of the field, Fang Zheng said, "I am Fang Zheng. I can feel that you are very powerful. I will take this competition seriously."

When Wu Fan heard the other party's words, he knew that this man was a serious person and a very old-fashioned person. Wu Fan smiled slightly and said, "I am Wu Fan!"

After that, Wu Fan stopped talking nonsense and directly pinched the magic formula with his hands, releasing more than a dozen wind blades in a row. The speed of casting was so fast that it was jaw-dropping. After releasing the wind blades, he did not stop and directly released a few ice cones. He did not intend to release the magic weapon.

And Fang Zheng was a little dazed when he saw that the other party was just casting spells, but when he saw the speed of the other party casting spells, he was shocked. Did the other party practice these spells to perfection? Before he could think too much, the other party cast spells very quickly. He quickly took out a shield to block in front of him, and then released a long spear to shoot at Wu Fan at a high speed.

Wu Fan just smiled slightly when he saw the opponent attacking him. In these years, Wu Fan rarely fought with cultivators of the same level as him. When he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he started to fight beyond his level. Including the more than one year of doing missions, he himself couldn't remember how many top-level Qi Refining cultivators or even Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivators he killed. You know, he was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining at that time. As we all know, the ninth level is different from the tenth level. This is a big bottleneck.

Wu Fan saw the opponent's spear flying towards him, but he didn't care. He just stood there and instantly cast spells to attack the opponent. What wind blade spells, fireball spells, ice cone spells, water arrow spells, and other attack spells were all thrown at the opponent. From a distance, the scene was really colorful and beautiful.

And the dozen people who were watching the fight were also stunned by Wu Fan's instant spells. They had never seen such a fighting style.