Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

As soon as Li Yingyi finished speaking, Ling'er beside him couldn't help but rolled his eyes, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything. Whether this person lives or dies is naturally decided by the master.

As for the six late-stage Golden Core cultivators, she had already killed them. Speaking of which, she had nothing to do now.

"This..., I said, Fellow Daoist Li, it's too late for you to regret it now. I gave you the opportunity not long ago, but you didn't know how to cherish it, and you wanted to unite with Old Demon Sikong to destroy me, Lingxiaoguan. What's the use of saying this now? Do you really think I have no temper?"

Xuanchengzi was really enlivened by the other party's words. He hesitated for a moment, but when he thought about what happened before, he suddenly became angry and said in a colder voice.

"Fellow Taoist, please listen to me first. It was indeed my fault for what happened before, but I really regret it now. To be honest, I have never killed anyone in Lingxiaoguan so far. The one who guarded the formation before I just injured my disciple, I hope fellow Taoist can give me another chance..."

Upon hearing this, Li Yingyi's face turned pale, and he quickly wanted to beg for mercy.

However, before he could finish speaking, Xuanchengzi waved his hand and said with an indifferent expression:

"How about this. I won't kill you now, but whether you live or die in the end depends on what Junior Brother Wu wants. He will make a decision when he comes over later. I hope you can ask for his forgiveness."

After Xuanchengzi finished speaking, he cast his gaze into the distance, obviously not wanting to listen to his explanation anymore.

"This...! Then, okay then!"

Li Yingyi's face was full of bitterness, but he had already said it this far, and he knew it was hard to say anything else, so he could only take this time to think about his words for a while.

At the same time, he also cast his gaze into the distance, but at this glance, his face instantly turned pale and bloodless, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Because he saw that the person who was like a devil in his heart was holding a Nascent Soul in his hand at the moment. If he looked carefully, he could see what it was if it wasn't Wumae's Nascent Soul.

What really frightened him was that the man didn't listen to Wumae's wailing and crying, and actually sneered and then raised his hand to crush his Nascent Soul. The scene was really cruel and unsightly. After all, it was a human body. A dignified Yuanying Stage monk.

In just a moment, two Nascent Soul stage monks died in the hands of this person. For a moment, in Li Yingyi's heart, this person was even more ruthless than those in the demonic path.

At this moment, Li Yingyi panicked in his heart. He was really afraid that he would end up like those two people in the end. If that person didn't listen to his explanation at all and didn't give him a chance to live, then he might as well find a way to escape while he was at it, even if It would be good if only Nascent Soul escaped.

But when he saw Xuanchengzi and the demon girl next to him, Li Yingyi hesitated again. After all, these two people were too close to him, and he might not be able to escape Yuanying, not to mention that he really didn't want to destroy his body like this. .

You must know that once the physical body is destroyed, even if it is finally reborn, it will take hundreds of years to regain its strength. What's more, how can the newly acquired body be compared with the original physical body? Not to mention other things, even if you practice in the future In terms of performance, it is also much slower than before. After all, if the soul and body cannot achieve perfect fit, there will always be problems with unsatisfactory control.

After thinking about it, Li Yingyi decided to take a gamble. If he could use his sharp tongue to make the other party relent and spare his life, that would be the best result. After all, even if he was lucky enough to escape, , I will face endless pursuit in the future, so instead of doing this, I might as well take a gamble.

Thinking of this, Li Yingyi hurriedly started thinking, and was even ready to use the flattery technique he used to face high-level monks when he was young, but no matter what he said later, he must Give yourself a chance to survive, and there is not much time left for him at this moment, because the man is flying towards this side.

...before I say anything!

After Wu Fan killed the old demon Sikong, Wuma'e got up and fled here without even thinking about it. He didn't even want his magic weapon, the big blood seal.

But it has to be said that with the big seal blocking the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword for him, he really got a chance to breathe. Although the big seal was about to completely shatter, it was enough to block it for a while.

At this time, he has no extravagant wishes. If his life magic weapon is destroyed, at most he will be mentally and physically damaged and seriously injured, but this is better than losing his life. At worst, he will spend dozens or hundreds of years healing his wounds, and one day he will be back to his original state. of.

Now in his eyes, Wu Fan was like the God of Death, making it impossible for anyone to resist. He had never seen a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul being so terrifying.

So he used various escape methods and flew more than thirty miles in one breath.

However, just when he was excited and thought he could escape with his life today, he suddenly sensed in his consciousness that the man turned into an electric arc and disappeared.

Wu Ma'e suddenly became nervous because he had seen this scene before. The opponent used this trick to appear behind the old demon Sikong without anyone noticing. If the prediction was correct, the opponent's escape technique should be legendary. Thunder Escape Technique.

Sure enough, in just a moment, the person who had given him nightmares appeared not far in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Wumae's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were full of despair.

But he would not surrender so easily, and immediately used a terrible forbidden technique of self-mutilation. However, he still could not compete with Wu Fan, and his Nascent Soul was crushed by Wu Fan in a few moves.

It was a pity that he had practiced for thousands of years, but he died in a foreign country in the end, and because of his greed, he might even cause the sect that had been passed down for thousands of years to be destroyed.

This time, he not only did not gain any benefits from attacking Xia Kingdom, but also lost his life. I am afraid that only he himself understands the unwillingness in his heart.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world, after all, he asked for it.

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"Thank you, Junior Brother, for saving my Lingxiao Temple from danger. I will remember this great kindness in my heart."

As soon as Wu Fan flew over, Xuan Chengzi immediately bowed and saluted, his face full of gratitude.

At this time, he admired Wu Fan so much that he even used honorifics when speaking.

He had seen all the scenes of Wu Fan killing enemies before. He believed that even if there were two of him together, they would not be his opponent.

"Brother, you don't have to be polite. You and I are both cultivators of Xia Country. It is only right for us to help each other. Besides, you have helped my Qingfeng Sect a lot over the years. I will naturally repay this favor."

Wu Fan chuckled and shook his hands repeatedly, appearing extremely polite.

"What...! Qingfeng Sect! So you are from Qingfeng Sect?"

When Xuan Chengzi heard this, his eyes widened instantly, as if he had heard something incredible. He could not help but look at Wu Fan again.

He had thought of various possibilities of Wu Fan's identity before, but he had never thought that he was from Qingfeng Sect. After all, Xuan Daozi, who had the highest cultivation level in Qingfeng Sect, was almost of the same generation as him. In addition, he had never heard of any high-level cultivator with extraordinary talent from Qingfeng Sect who had left Xia Country in his early years.