Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

It's no wonder she was so surprised. I remember that the last time she fought with this person, this flying sword was much stronger than before. But now that they met again, the power of this sword has increased a lot. It is even far inferior to her high-level ancient spiritual hairpin. This unreasonable thing is simply unbelievable.

After all, even if the natal magic weapon is nurtured in the body day and night, it is impossible to increase the power so quickly.

Of course, she naturally didn't know that the power of the Tiangang Zhanling Sword would increase last time because of the speed of time in the small space, which gave Wu Fan a lot of time to nurture it, and naturally it was not comparable to others.

As for this time, there is no need to explain more, but you must know that once the general natal magic weapon is refined, there is no way to go back to the furnace and refine it again, so Madam Qi was so surprised.

"Madam asked me this question twenty years ago, but today, I still don't want to say it!"

Wu Fan sneered, not wanting to say anything more, the wings behind him shook, and he rushed forward in a flash with the Sky-breaking Stick in his hand.

He didn't dare to delay any longer. He heard clearly what Madam Qi said just now. If Ming Qianzong really came, it would be difficult for him to leave.

"Hmph! I still say the same thing. When I catch you, I will force your secret out."

Madam Qi's pretty face turned cold. She threw her arm lightly, and a palm-sized ice-blue gourd flew out in an instant, turned into a size of ten feet, and stopped above her head.

She silently recited the spell in her mouth. The next moment, the spiritual light at the mouth of the gourd was fluctuating, and then a large piece of icy blue mist surged out, covering a radius of dozens of feet.

As soon as this piece of mist appeared, it immediately condensed and shrank, turning into a blue ice spear about ten feet long. At a glance, there were at least thousands of them, and they all hit Wu Fan in front of him, seemingly with extremely powerful power.

This treasure is exactly the "Ice Soul Mysterious Gourd", an ancient spiritual weapon that is no worse than a hairpin. I remember that when this woman took out this gourd, she beat Wu Fan so hard that he was in a panic, which surprised him secretly.

But Wu Fan is not the same as before. Seeing this, he smiled coldly and did not intend to dodge. He swung the Sky Breaking Stick like a fan and went straight to meet it.

With a burst of dense explosions, all the ice spears broke into pieces as soon as they touched the Sky Breaking Stick. Wu Fan was like a fish swimming upstream. His forward speed did not slow down much. Moreover, his arm was no longer like it was twenty years ago, and was shocked by the ice spears.

"What...! How could this happen? Your cultivation...!"

Madam Qi was shocked when she saw this. She stared at Wu Fan closely with her eyes wide open, but she immediately thought of something and hurriedly sensed it through the spiritual mirror above.

At this moment, within a radius of more than ten miles, it was still covered by the green light, and Wu Fan was inevitably monitored by the spiritual mirror.

However, this induction was not important. The next moment, Madam Qi exclaimed.

"You have advanced to the middle stage?"

"Hehe, I wonder if Madam still has the Xuanling Talisman? If not, you may not be able to escape like last time today."

Wu Fan smiled strangely, not only did he not answer the other party's question, but he teased.

Then, he flapped his wings wildly again, and his speed increased a lot.

Now that this area is covered by the spiritual mirror, he knows that it is useless to use the clone technique, and can only rely on the escape technique to quickly approach the other party. And as long as he rushes forward, it will be difficult for the other party to escape.

"I didn't expect your cultivation to improve so quickly. It seems that if I can't kill you as soon as possible, it will definitely be a big disaster in the future."

Madam Qi looked anxious and shouted angrily, so she looked up at the sky in the distance. Seeing that no one came to support her, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

But she would not sit still and wait for death. As she retreated at a high speed, she made hand gestures with both hands. In less than a breath, her face turned pale, and a shocking pressure suddenly spread out. At the same time, a sword energy that seemed to be real appeared in front of her.

It seems that in order to stop Wu Fan, Madam Qi had to use the sword energy technique that consumed a lot of true energy.

I remember that this sword energy was not simple. Even Wu Fan was almost beaten to death. It was much more powerful than the Qingyuan sword energy.

"Go!"

As she pointed her finger forward, the real sword energy drew an arc in the air like lightning, and hit Wu Fan in a flash.

But at this moment, Wu Fan smiled coldly, and he calmly swung the Sky Breaking Stick. A wave of air spread out with the sound of the explosion.

However, what he saw was that the sword energy was powerless and instantly turned into a little bit of spiritual energy and shattered.

But Wu Fan just paused for a moment and rushed over again.

"Damn it!"

Mrs. Qi was really scared. In a panic, she immediately took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. After waving it a few times, a large area of ​​dark black Yin Qi rolled out. In a blink of an eye, it spread within a radius of three miles, and bursts of shrill ghost howls came from inside.

At this time, Wu Fan also rushed in.

It can be seen that Mrs. Qi has used all her means, even the last Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

But she also knew very well in her heart that the sword energy technique should not be used anymore. Since it can't stop the opponent, there is no point in performing it. If she insists on doing so, it will exhaust her inner essence. In this case, it is better to use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Anyway, her purpose is just to delay, as long as she can ensure that she doesn't die.

What she didn't expect was that in the dark cloud, Wu Fan was like the god of thunder. Within a three-meter radius around him, golden arcs were everywhere. Even the stick in his hand was crackling and entangled by arcs.

Wherever Wu Fan passed, the ghosts and evil spirits avoided him, with fear in their eyes, and dared not move forward at all.

In this way, Wu Fan's forward speed did not slow down at all.

Seeing this scene, Madam Qi was so angry that she gritted her teeth, so she bit her tongue suddenly and spit out a mouthful of blood, which all seeped into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The next moment, as she recited the spell in her mouth, the ghosts in the dark cloud were like crazy, with bloodshot eyes, biting Wu Fan madly.

At the same time, at the end of the dark cloud, three ghost kings with terrifying looks suddenly jumped out and rushed over at a high speed with strange cries.

You know, the ghost king is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and his strength is not small. Even Madam Qi can't control too much.

Wu Fan had seen these three ghost kings before.

However, for others, this might be a dead end, but who is Wu Fan? With the protection of the Heavenly Thunder, why should he be afraid of mere ghosts?

He ignored those ordinary ghosts and let them rush over, but soon he saw that any ghost that came into contact with the thunder immediately turned into Yin Qi and dissipated with screams.

Only the three ghost kings made Wu Fan pay more attention, but in the end he still beat them one by one with a stick and scattered them.