Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Seeing this scene, Wumae's heart was trembling, and panic was clearly visible in his eyes.

So he took out a few yellow talismans without hesitation, and patted them all on his body. After a few rays of light flashed twice, several layers of extremely thick defensive shields immediately protected his entire body. Strictly.

Then, while he was retreating at a high speed, he suddenly spat out something from his mouth. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a large bloody seal made of fine steel. The whole thing gave people a heavy feeling, and it looked extremely hard at first glance.

The seal was surrounded by dazzling red light. With a slight tremor, it instantly turned into a giant of more than ten feet, blocking it like a hill in front of him.

When Wuma'e finished doing this, the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword arrived with overwhelming power, and then slashed hard at the huge seal.

There was a loud "boom", and the whole space seemed to tremble.

However, a shocking scene occurred next.

I don’t know what kind of material the hill-like seal is made of, but it can still remain unbroken by a blow from the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword. Even Wu Fan couldn’t help but be surprised when he saw this. color.

But soon, Wu Fan sneered. Although the seal was covered with red light, under his Demonic Eyes, he still found several cracks on its body.

However, this blow made Wumae on the opposite side couldn't help but groan, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his eyes looking at Wu Fan were full of horror, obviously he was seriously injured.

But it's no wonder, that big bloody seal is his magic weapon after all.

But before he could recover, the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword struck in anger once again.

When Wumae saw this, he was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to suppress the injuries in his body and control the seal again to resist.

Although he also knew that continuing like this was not the answer, he could only take this measure now, hoping to delay the opponent and give Old Demon Sikong time to kill him.

As for the damaged natal magic weapon, it can only be slowly nursed back to its original state in the future. At first glance, the blood cloud would not last long, but it was nothing to him. After that, he only needed to kill more people and refine it with blood.

However, just as Wuma'e's mind was changing rapidly, he was shocked and frightened by the scene not far away.

Just when Wu Fan released Tianluo Jihuo, the old demon Sikong launched another attack, and a monstrous demonic palm suddenly struck towards him.

However, facing this scene, Wu Fan just chuckled, and saw his arm suddenly swung the sky-breaking stick, and a thick golden arc shot out instantly, and actually defeated the seemingly powerful claws in just one blow. Disappear, as if born with restraint.

"This..., what kind of thunder and lightning power is this?"

Sikong Laomo was startled by this scene, and suddenly shouted, a deep fear filling his heart.

However, before he could take a closer look at the weird thunder and lightning, he was frightened by the scene not far away. His eyes were full of panic, and he even had a desire to escape in his heart.

And the direction that Sikong Laomo was looking at was exactly where Wumae's eyes were at this moment.

Not only that, at this time, even Xuanchengzi and Li Yingyi, as well as tens of thousands of monks below, also set their sights there.

Everyone was stunned.

But soon, bursts of cheers came from Lingxiaoguan, and for a while, there was a burst of excited laughter. The sound shook a hundred miles around, and everyone instantly became ecstatic.

Even Xuanchengzi was so surprised that he couldn't help but laugh out loud. The haze that had been weighing on his heart disappeared instantly.

On the other hand, the thousands of monks in the Earth Demon Sect all looked frustrated and sighed.

As for the tens of thousands of people showing such expressions, it was entirely because opposite those six late-stage Jindan monks, there stood a stunningly beautiful woman.

Moreover, this woman was currently attacking the six late-stage Jindan monks with a smile on her face. It was obvious that she was the reinforcement from Ling Xiaoguan's side.

Because of this, Ling Xiaoguan is so excited. As a result, in terms of high-end combat power, Ling Xiaoguan is no longer inferior to the other side. It will be easy to survive this crisis.

But what really surprised Sikong Laomo and others was that they could see that this woman turned out to be a demon cultivator in disguise.

You must know that among the same level, the combat power of demon cultivators is often much stronger than that of humans. It is not difficult to see that the six late-stage Jindan cultivators will probably die violently soon.

"Asshole, how could a demon cultivator appear here!!"

Sikong Laomo suddenly shouted loudly, his expression so ugly that it seemed like water would drip from his face.

But even though he said this, he knew in his heart that Wu Fan must have brought this woman. Only then did he realize where the other party had such confidence just now.

Not to mention him, Xuanchengzi, Li Yingyi and Wuma'e also figured this out at this moment.

"Hehe, I say fellow Daoist Sikong, it's better not to be distracted when fighting Wu."

The woman who appeared was naturally Ling'er, but Wu Fan was not surprised by this. After letting out a strange laugh, he immediately turned into a stream of light and flew towards Old Demon Sikong.

At the same time, Xuanchengzi also fought with Li Yingyi again.

As for Wuma'e at this time, he already had too much to take care of himself, and was beaten back continuously by Tianluo Jihuo and Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword.

"Hmph! So what if you have this witch? Can you still kill us?"

Sikong the old demon snorted angrily upon hearing this, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, the magic knife drew an arc in the air, and immediately hit Wu Fan fiercely.

But this was not over yet, at this moment his face suddenly became solemn, as if he was going to use some killer move, so he saw that he raised most of the true energy in his body, and as his hands kept making gestures quickly, a huge demon shadow a hundred feet high suddenly appeared in front of him.

This demon shadow had two heads and four arms, and its whole body was covered with purple-black scales as big as a head. Its eyes were blood red, and it had a white horn on its head. Its appearance was extremely terrifying. Except for being a little illusory, it was almost the same as the real demon in the legend.

When the demon shadow took shape, it immediately spread its legs and ran towards Wu Fan. Even from a distance, one could feel a palpitation on the demon shadow.

At this moment, Sikong Lao Mo's face was extremely pale, as if he had used up all his true energy, but his eyes were filled with a grim look. He really wanted to see how Wu Fan could block his hidden magic.

You know, this "True Magic Phase" is the magical power of the Earth Demon Sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. Few cultivators of the same level can withstand its sharp edge. Even if someone can shatter the Dharma Phase, they will probably be seriously injured.

Of course, after he used this magical power, his body immediately became extremely weak and he could hardly hold on for long.

Sikong Lao Mo's current goal is very clear, that is, he wants to fight quickly.

However, the scene that happened next made him instantly pale with horror, looking unbelievable.

Because he saw with his own eyes that the opponent not only did not dodge the True Magic Phase, but actually faced it head-on, and even his eyes contained a hint of contempt.

But this was nothing. The next scene was the most shocking, because the iron rod in the opponent's hand turned into a huge one hundred feet in the air, like a giant pillar, covered with golden arcs that made him extremely frightened.

As soon as his magic knife touched the giant pillar, it was immediately blown away. Even the real magic phase could not withstand the blow. It was smashed and dissipated by just one stick.

At this moment, Sikong Lao Mo suddenly became nervous, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat in an instant. He wanted to get up and escape without thinking.

However, at this moment, he found a strange smile on the opponent's face, and then suddenly turned into an arc and disappeared, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Seeing this scene, Sikong Lao Mo secretly thought that it was not good, and hurriedly wanted to stagger, but before he could take any action, the next moment, a sneer suddenly came from behind him.

"Hehe, killing you is not a piece of cake!!!"