Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

However, through comparison, it was found that Wu Fan's Wanhun Banner was obviously not as high-level as the other party's. It was not that the materials used for refining were not as good as the other party's, but from the pressure of the Yin Qi coming from it, the ghosts sealed in the other party's banners were obviously much higher in level. It is not impossible that there is a ghost king.

But even so, Wu Fan was not panicked at all. When he was still in the Jindan stage, he was not afraid of the Ghost Demon Venerable. Now that he is already in the Yuanying stage, how could he be afraid of this kind of Wanhun Banner? With the Tiangang Divine Thunder in his body, he really doesn't care about some ghosts.

Of course, the skinny man guessed it right before. Wu Fan did not use his full strength at this moment, nor did he rush to attack. From beginning to end, whether it was the Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword or the Breaking Heaven Stick, he did not summon the Tiangang Divine Thunder, and he always looked at the moves.

As for why he didn't take this opportunity to escape, it was because he didn't want to be known as a person who abandoned his teammates, and there were other things in mind. In short, he couldn't escape now.

Although he knew that once the other side's Nascent Soul cultivators came together to kill him, he was no match at all, but even at the risk of falling, he had to wait a while.

"Hmph! You know a lot. I'm not afraid to tell you that this Wanhun Banner of mine is the inheritance of our sect. In order to collect these ghosts in it, our ancestors spent thousands of years. If it weren't for the war between the two domains now, even I would not have the chance to use it. So you can be proud of dying under this banner today."

The skinny man snorted coldly when he heard this, and then he told the story proudly, obviously not thinking that Wu Fan could survive under this banner.

"Really! Then Wu really wants to see it."

Wu Fan smiled slightly when he heard this, and said disapprovingly. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and the Sky-breaking Stick instantly shrank and flew back to his hand. The Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword also came to the top of his head, circling and flying non-stop.

However, at this time, he couldn't help but become serious in his heart, far from being as relaxed as he seemed. He had thought that this Wanhun Banner was a thing that the other party had sacrificed alone. In this way, even if the other party was a mid-term cultivator, this banner should not be that strong, at least it could not threaten him. But he didn't expect that this banner was actually a thing inherited from his sect, which made him a little scared.

But even so, he still had no intention of retreating. While watching this person with vigilance, he released his spiritual sense to observe the other two battle groups.

"Since you are determined to die, then I will fulfill your wish."

The skinny man smiled grimly, and then stopped talking nonsense. He stretched out his hand to pat the flag pole in front of him, which was as thick as a bucket. A large amount of black and inky Yin Qi suddenly surged out from the flag above. The next moment, the dense Yin Qi immediately spun wildly and soon formed a giant vortex.

Black smoke billowed in the vortex, as if it was a portal to hell. There were bursts of shrill ghost howls coming from it. Apart from other things, just this sound alone made people feel uneasy. If a low-level cultivator heard this sound, he would definitely lose consciousness in the first place and let others manipulate him.

Until then, it was obvious that something was about to fly out of the vortex.

Wu Fan was very familiar with this scene. He was not stupid enough to wait here. He immediately pulled back and flew away at high speed.

But he didn't expect that a thick chain suddenly flew from high altitude, blocking his retreat.

Wu Fan's face sank when he saw this, and he changed direction and flew backwards. But at this moment, the bone knife also flashed behind him.

Wu Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he had no choice but to resist.

For a moment, he swung the Sky-breaking Stick like a fan, and the two magic weapons were smashed back continuously, but in this way, his idea of ​​escaping from this place was ruined.

At the same time, in the huge vortex above the banner, a dense crowd of ghosts suddenly emerged, scrambling to crawl out, each with its fangs and claws bared. It was impossible to see how many there were at first sight, and the scene was quite terrifying.

As soon as these ghosts appeared, they seemed to have received an order and flew towards Wu Fan frantically, as if they were going to tear him into pieces.

Seeing this, Wu Fan knew that he could not hold back, and immediately activated the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body Art in his body, and used all his strength to smash the iron chain out. At the same time, the Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword also blocked the bone knife with extreme sharpness.

Without stopping, Wu Fan quickly made a hand gesture with both hands, and then suddenly raised his arm, and a golden lightning net suddenly appeared in the sky, and immediately covered the swarming ghosts with thunder.

"Eh...! You actually specialize in lightning magic. It seems that I really underestimated you. But do you think that just some lightning can stop me...!"

The moment he saw the lightning net, the skinny man couldn't help but sigh in surprise, with a look of surprise in his eyes, but soon, he sneered and looked nonchalant.

You know, although some ordinary lightning can restrain ghosts, the premise is that the level of the ghosts is too low and the number is small. But if you want to deal with the ghosts in his Ten Thousand Souls Banner with some ordinary lightning, it is simply a fool's dream.

So when he saw the lightning net, he wanted to make fun of the other party, but before he could finish his words, the next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

When the ghosts touched the lightning net, they had no resistance at all. They instantly turned into black gas and disappeared with a shrill scream, as if they were made of paper. It was really unbelievable.

At the same time, the countless ghosts in the back stopped their forward momentum for some reason. After a slight sense, they all showed fear on their faces, and then spread out madly, as if they were going to escape from this place.

"Why, how could this happen? What kind of lightning magic are you practicing?"

The skinny man could no longer remain calm. Although he had lived for thousands of years and had long been able to remain calm in the face of danger, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him. You know, he had never heard of such a divine thunder in the world.

Of course, he was not a cultivator in the Star Sea, so he naturally didn't know the Tiangang Divine Thunder that frightened thousands of evil cultivators in ancient times.

"No comment!"

Wu Fan rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said coldly, so he took this opportunity to retreat to the back immediately.

He knew that the opponent had not yet used the true power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. At least so far, he had not seen a ghost above the level of a ghost general.

Although his Tiangang Divine Thunder was specifically designed to defeat demons, it would not be so easy to kill a ghost that was too powerful. After all, with his current cultivation, he could not exert the maximum power of the Tiangang Divine Thunder.

However, he had just retreated a distance when he suddenly stopped and immediately turned his head to look into the distance, with a hint of joy in his eyes.