Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

In her eyes, the group of spiritual flames that had been blown far away by her strong wind was now making bursts of wailing sounds.

Not far from this group of spiritual flames, a huge icy blue gourd stood quietly in the sky. The gourd was about ten feet in size. It exuded a trace of cold air that could freeze everything. The mouth of the gourd was pointed at the green spiritual flames. , bursts of violent sucking force came out.

This suction force was extremely terrifying, as if even sunlight could be sucked in. The surrounding area suddenly turned dark, and the green flame transformed by the lunar ghost fire was even more irresistible, even though it repeatedly rushed left and right. But it was still sucked a little bit towards the gourd.

After a few breaths, the spiritual flame finally couldn't hold on anymore and turned into wisps and was sucked into the gourd.

Immediately afterwards, the gourd swayed slightly, reduced to a size of two inches, and disappeared into the void in a flash.

"Hmph! Who are you, don't you think this is a bit excessive?"

After witnessing this, Oya's face became even more ugly. She turned her head and stared at the person in front of her and asked coldly.

"Haha, Wu didn't understand what Master Oya said. I wonder what the Master was referring to when he said it was too much?"

The person in front was naturally Wu Fan. After hearing these words, his face remained calm and he asked with a smile with raised eyebrows.

"Why, fellow Taoist are you pretending to be stupid with me? Don't you know that I have always been dealing with Xing Gusheng? Now you have intervened and not only took away the heaven and earth spiritual flames, Taiyin ghost fire, but also took away his storage bag Go ahead, don’t you think it’s too much?”

Oya narrowed her eyes and her tone became colder.

"Of course I know that Madam is dealing with this person, but when I came over just now, I saw that Xing Gusheng had escaped. And I came here to help after receiving orders from Master Qianyang, so naturally I can't let him go. Now Xing Gusheng has been killed by me. According to the rules of the immortal world, the storage bag should belong to me. Besides, if I remember correctly, no one seems to have collected the will-o'-the-wisp. What's wrong with me coming here to collect it? In Madam’s eyes, is it too much for Wu to take something from an ownerless person?”

Wu Fan's face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat, and he started to quibble with a smile, not thinking that he had done anything wrong.

"you……!"

But I have to say that what he said left people speechless. Even Oya, who had always been calm and calm, turned red with anger. He couldn't help but point at Wu Fan and hesitated for a long time without saying a word. Words come.

"Hmph! Your Excellency, are you being a little arrogant? I think you should know that Xing Gusheng is at the end of his attack. He will be killed by me soon. By then, all his items will be in my pocket. But now you appear , but you took something that should have belonged to me and took it for yourself. Tell me, is this fair to me?"

Oya took several deep breaths before suppressing the anger in her heart, and then she narrowed her eyes again and said coldly.

She really didn't expect that a mere mid-term monk would dare to mess around in front of her. This was something that would never have happened before, but now that she was in a foreign country, she couldn't kill him directly, so she could only wait and endure it. Be reasonable and reasonable.

After all, even she couldn't give up all the wealth of a late-stage monk.

"Haha, Madam, what you said is wrong. What I see in my eyes is that Xing Gusheng has escaped, but it is not the picture of you killing him immediately. Therefore, what I am doing is not considered a robbery. Moreover, I also No trace of injury was found on Xing Gusheng, which does not prove that he was at the end of the attack. I saw clearly just now that you two are late-stage monks. After fighting for such a long time, Madam could not kill this man. But now that I have killed him, how come all this person’s belongings should belong to you?”

Wu Fan seemed to not be able to see Oya's murderous gaze, rolled his eyes, and calmly defended again.

"Hmph! If I hadn't beaten Xing Gusheng to the point where his true energy was exhausted, do you really think you could kill him with your little cultivation? Is it possible that the Beidou Domain monks are so overestimating their abilities?"

Upon hearing this, Oya was furious. She had never seen such a shameless person before. Her next words were no longer polite and she openly mocked Wu Fan.

"Madam, I don't want to say this. Wu is Wu, but he does not represent the entire Beidou Territory. What's more, the reality is right in front of us. Xing Gusheng was indeed killed by my sneak attack. You were not nearby to help at that time. Therefore, his Things should be mine."

Wu Fan secretly grinned when he heard this, but soon, his face became serious and he decided to go rogue to the end.

"You...! Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you, so just tell me, do you want to keep all Xing Gusheng's things for yourself?"

Oya clenched her fists and tried to take two deep breaths before her red face returned to normal. Then she glared and asked with an angry smile.

"This...! Alas! It doesn't matter, Wu is not the kind of unreasonable person. Although I killed this person, my wife did play a role in it before. I can't take advantage of it at all, otherwise it would be like this Well, I'll give you two options, one is that the storage bag belongs to you and I collect the imitation ancient treasure of the Emperor's Nail, or the other way around is that the storage bag belongs to me and the Imperial Nail belongs to you. I don't know what the wife wants. select?"

Wu Fan hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and then he pretended to sigh, pointing to the nail in the distance that was being grasped by the big blue hand.

It was obvious that the rogue behavior he had shown before was paving the way for this incident.

You know, the Earth Emperor Nail is a precious high-level ancient spiritual weapon. He has long wanted to take it for himself, but this thing has been firmly controlled by this woman. He can't rob it openly, so he came up with this idea.

As for the Taiyin Ghost Fire, he didn't mention it at all, just pretending that there was no such thing.

Of course, the Earth Emperor Nail is precious, but Xing Gusheng is a late-stage cultivator after all, and all the wealth in the storage bag must be not a small amount. Not to mention other things, just the set of six long swords that he just took back, each of which is of medium grade, and when used together, it is not inferior to the Earth Emperor Nail. So, now it depends on how mysterious Oya is. Even if the other party chooses the Earth Emperor Nail, he will not lose anything. Maybe there are still materials he needs in the storage bag.

"Hmph! You are such a good scheming kid!"

As expected, Oya sneered when she heard this. With her extraordinary intelligence, how could she not guess Wu Fan's thoughts? However, she could not find any fault with this distribution. If she took all of it by force, she would not be able to explain it to the great monks in Beidou Domain.

She understood that the person on the other side also knew this, so he was not afraid of her at all.

For a while, although Oya was very angry, her eyes were shaking. She did not make a choice at the first time, and looked hesitant.

In this regard, Wu Fan was not in a hurry. He just waited calmly, and even ignored Oya's words.