Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

But the long silk ribbon was strange and unpredictable, spinning like a long snake like a snake, covering it from above, and then quickly contracted and tightened, binding Wu Fan completely, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.

"Go to hell!"

A fierce look flashed in Mrs. Qi's eyes, and she quickly condensed a sword energy as she flipped her hands and took Wu Fan's head straight.

Under such circumstances, Wu Fan was certain to die.

This was indeed the case. The sword energy was as fast as lightning and instantly smashed his head to pieces.

"Eh...! Bastard!"

However, the next moment, Mrs. Qi's eyes widened, and her face suddenly darkened. After a moment of awareness, she hurriedly looked behind her.

"Hey, do you really think Wu is so easy to kill?"

Where Mrs. Qi looked, the void suddenly fluctuated, and a strange scene appeared. Wu Fan, who was supposed to be dead, was unscathed and flying towards this side with his stick raised.

Judging from his appearance, there were no traces of injury anywhere. Except for some dried blood at the tiger's mouth, his whole body was full of vitality, and even his complexion was very rosy.

On the other side, Wu Fan, whose head was crushed, turned into spiritual light and dissipated. Chang Ling flew into the air and became motionless in the air.

It turned out that Wu Fan was seriously injured just now and couldn't move, so he just pretended to escape. In fact, he had already taken advantage of the black light on his body to escape, leaving only a clone bound by the long silk.

All this sounds slow, but in fact it only took less than two breaths. Even Mrs. Qi didn't have time to use the spiritual mirror to sense whether Wu Fan's body was real or fake, so she thought he was dead.

By the time the woman found out, Wu Fan had already arrived not far away.

"Hmph! You are really cunning, but you are still bound to die!"

Mrs. Qi's face was extremely ugly and she couldn't help but snorted coldly. However, although she spoke forcefully, there was a hint of panic deep in her eyes.

Without thinking much, she hurriedly took out a shield from her storage bag and held it in front of her. Then she flicked her arm and threw out a large number of talismans. Taking advantage of this time, she quickly retreated back.

Suddenly, those talismans turned into various attack spells, such as spears, fireballs, flying swords, etc...! It can be said that everything is amazingly powerful.

Now that Mrs. Qi's body is empty of mana, and the sword energy is slow to be used, she can only use this kind of talisman that can be activated instantly to delay the time.

"Little tricks!"

But Wu Fan sneered when he saw this. He didn't care about those attacks. He swung the sky-breaking stick casually. All the spells were shattered with one blow, and he quickly opened a passage. Only the shield delayed him a little bit. , but was eventually knocked out by him.

However, just when he was about to use his thunder escape technique to catch up with Mrs. Qi, he was suddenly startled, and then his face turned ugly.

Because after just such a delay, Madam Qi gained a firm footing and launched another round of attacks, and this time it was unusual. Even Wu Fan did not dare to neglect.

I saw pitch black ahead, a sinister aura filled the air, and bursts of shrill ghost howls could be heard from inside.

Under Wu Fan's demon eyes, Mrs. Qi in the black mist was waving a flag, and the evil spirit kept pouring out from the flag. At the same time, densely packed ghosts came out of it. The flag is actually something similar to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

What is amazing is that in just a moment, three ghost kings emerged from it, and ordinary ghosts were even more numerous.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan felt itching with hatred. He didn't want to waste time. He didn't expect that the other party had such a skill, but it had to be said that this woman was indeed very difficult to deal with.

Before, no matter in terms of her dress, appearance, or the various magical powers she displayed, this woman could be said to be very decent, with no evil traits at all, which led Wu Fan to almost forget that she was actually a heavenly being. He is an evil cultivator from the Evil Sect, so he was stunned for a moment when he first saw these ghosts.

Now it seems that evil cultivators are evil cultivators, so how can they abandon powerful evil arts and not learn them?

Although judging from the woman's previous actions, it is obvious that she does not like evil magic, otherwise she would not have taken out this flag now, but when her life is really endangered, this woman will still use it without hesitation.

But having said that, this woman was already at the end of her attack. Even if she took a recovery pill, her body's mana was still extremely empty. Now that she was controlling three ghost kings and many powerful ghosts at once, it was even worse.

Because Wu Fan clearly saw that the other party's body was shaky and his face was extremely pale.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan sneered, his flying speed did not slow down, and he rushed towards the opponent at top speed.

"Hmph! Let's see how you deal with it this time! There are three ghost kings in my evil soul flag, each with an immortal body. If you are entangled by them, you will only die."

Madam Qi's cold voice came from the black mist, and at the same time, she took back the long silk ribbon and shield in the distance.

"Haha, is that right? Madam, do you recognize Wu Junmo? He also said the same thing back then, thinking that three ghost kings could kill me, but now I'm still alive and well."

During the flight, Wu Fan smiled strangely. After taking a look at the black fog in front of him, he was not prepared to hide his clumsiness. He gently threw his arm, and a black flag about a foot in size flew out of his palm in an instant. It grew into a giant of ten feet in the wind and fell down. For a moment, billowing yin energy filled the air, and there were ghosts and ghosts inside, and the sound of mournful wailing could be heard endlessly.

"This is... Ten Thousand Souls Banner! You actually have this treasure!"

When she first saw the flags that looked like towering giant pillars, Mrs. Qi's eyes widened in the dark mist and she couldn't help but exclaimed.

But then, she found that there was only one ghost king in the Yin Qi, and she felt relieved, and then asked coldly:

"Hmph, after you reminded me like this, I remembered that you escaped from Wu Junmo's hands, and you also had a kind of lightning that was specifically used to defeat ghosts and spirits. I wonder if this is true?"

"Hehe, if he says it is true, then it is true!"

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows, not wanting to talk more about this matter. With a thought, the large piece of Yin Qi carrying countless ghosts directly crashed into the Yin Sha Qi where Madam Qi was.

Suddenly, bursts of wailing ghost howls were heard, and all the ghosts on both sides wrestled and bit together in an instant, and the scene was really bloody and scary.

At this time, Wu Fan also rushed in.

During the flight, he looked carefully and found that the ghost king in the Wanhun Banner had entangled one of the other ghost kings. But the other two ghost kings of the other side flew straight to him.

Although there were many low-level ghosts blocking the way, the two ghost kings were extremely ferocious, spewing large amounts of ghost fire from their mouths, and all the ghosts they touched disappeared in wailing.

"Hmph! A small ghost wants to stop me!"

Wu Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and he didn't want to waste time. He quickly made a hand gesture with both hands, and then raised his arms upwards. Suddenly, two ten-foot-long golden lightning nets emerged.