Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Master, what's wrong with you? It's me, I'm Ling'er! Why did you attack me?"

Seeing the master flying towards him, Ling'er was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he yelled hastily, and at the same time he ducked back.

But her words did not awaken Wu Fan, but made him become more bloodthirsty and laugh crazily.

The next moment, Wu Fan swayed and turned into an electric arc and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind Ling'er, so he punched him unceremoniously.

There was a muffled sound of "bang". No matter how fast Ling'er was, it couldn't be faster than Wu Fan's Thunder Escape Technique. This punch hit Ling'er firmly on the back, making him groan and he was hit instantly. He flew out and collapsed near the stone monument.

Fortunately, she had the best ancient spiritual weapon "Tiancel Soft Armor" to protect herself. Otherwise, even if this blow could not kill her, she would definitely be severely injured and beaten to death.

But at this time, Ling'er had no time to think too much. In a panic, she hurriedly ran away because Wu Fan was missing again in front of him!

But just as she stood up, she saw the void in front of her suddenly fluctuate, and then, a huge fist hit her face.

If this blow were to hit her, her head would be shattered and she would die.

Ling'er was horrified when he saw this. He didn't dare to neglect at all. As he stepped back, he circulated the true energy in his body to activate the Tencel soft armor, but before the defensive shield could be formed, his fist had already come closer.

"Master, wake up quickly, wake up quickly... I am not Ming Qianzong, I am Ling'er! Don't kill me, don't kill me!!!"

Ling'er was so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly blocked the door with her arms and shouted hastily, with a cry in her voice.

All this happened so suddenly that Ling'er couldn't react for a moment. She never thought that Wu Fan, who had always regarded her as a relative, would now kill her like this.

She didn't know if she could withstand this blow. Although she was a monster and her physical defense was amazing, she knew her master's strength. Unless the Tencel soft armor shield could be formed in advance, she didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

For a moment, Ling'er felt bitter in her heart, and there was a faint desire to die. She even closed her eyes and prepared to wait for death.

But then, she was suddenly startled, because the fist she had been waiting for had not hit for a long time. This scene made her overjoyed, and she quickly opened her eyes and looked forward.

As far as the eye could see, the fist stopped three inches away from her face, and the owner opposite was motionless.

But it was obvious that the owner had a look of struggle in his eyes, and his face was twisted, looking very painful.

"Ling'er, what's wrong with me? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you!"

Wu Fan struggled to squeeze out these few words from his mouth, and his eyes regained some clarity. Even the blood in his pupils dimmed a lot. However, he did not fully recover, and he was obviously trying his best to restrain himself.

He glanced at Ling'er, who looked frightened, and a trace of shame and distress flashed in his eyes.

"Master, are you awake? Oops, you scared me to death. Do you know that you were so scary just now? You seemed to be possessed and wanted to kill me as soon as you saw me!"

Ling'er was overjoyed when she saw this, her heart relaxed, her eyes widened, and she began to complain.

But at this time, she still felt lingering fear, and she took a few steps back silently, staring at Wu Fan warily.

Because he could tell that the master had not returned to normal yet.

"Really? How could this happen? Could it be that the bloody evil has occurred...!"

Wu Fan heard what little sense he had left, which allowed him to figure out some things. But before he could finish speaking, a large amount of negative emotions suddenly surged out of his heart without any warning, causing him to be emotionally confused and filled with a strong feeling. Killing intent!

"No, Ling'er, hurry up and get out of the way, I, I...can't control it...!"

Sensing this, Wu Fan suddenly became anxious and shouted in a hurry.

But as soon as he said these words, his eyes turned blood red again, his face turned ferocious, and he rushed towards Ling'er madly.

"What, what, what should I do? Master, wake up!"

Ling'er's eyes widened when she saw this, and after giving a sweet shout, she flew towards the medicine garden outside the hospital without hesitation.

Fortunately, she had put up the soft armor shield at this moment and was not worried about being killed by her master.

But she didn't dare to relax and had to hurry up and escape.

But just as she flew out of the hospital, she paused again, turned around and looked back in surprise.

In her eyes, the master at this time stopped for some reason. Although he was still in a crazy state, there was obviously a look of struggle in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she faintly noticed that there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible bitterness on the master's face, and he glanced at her with a somewhat apologetic look in his eyes, so she looked at the medicine garden outside the hospital, and then his body suddenly shone brightly. , disappeared the next moment!

Seeing this scene, Ling'er was stunned for a while, then shook her head and sighed. She knew that the owner was afraid of hurting her and destroying the elixirs in the medicine garden, so she chose to return to the outside world with her remaining sense.

Thinking of this, Ling'er felt depressed and worried, so she slumped on the ground.

……………

At the same time, in the cave outside.

As a dazzling light disappeared, Wu Fan's figure appeared.

At this time, he no longer had any sense. After looking around with bloodthirsty eyes, he stood up and flew out of the cave.

After a while...!

In a small canyon, Wu Fan smiled strangely, his clothes were soaked with blood, and in his hand, he was holding a headless corpse.

A closer look revealed that it was actually a third-level shadow leopard. It was obvious that this monster must have been killed by Wu Fan.

On the ground nearby, several headless corpses were lying in a mess.

With a sinister laugh, Wu Fan threw the corpse aside casually, then got up and left.

After a while, in a dense forest, with a scream, Wu Fan tore a brown bear about ten feet long into pieces.

Then he wiped the blood off his face and left again with a sinister look.

In this way, every now and then, a few tragic wails and deafening sounds of fighting could be heard in the nearby area.

From the sky, trees turned into debris, and all the boulders were smashed into pieces wherever Wu Fan passed.

In just half a day, the dense forest was completely changed, as if it had suffered a catastrophe, and no longer had the beautiful scenery before.

As Wu Fan continued to kill, the mountain range was also in a state of panic, and a large number of monsters fled in panic, from the smaller beasts of the first level to the high-level monsters of the fifth and sixth levels, like a tide of beasts, madly rushing to the periphery.

The scene was really spectacular.

And Wu Fan was like a bloodthirsty demon, shuttling back and forth in the dense forest, leaving a field of corpses wherever he passed.

Fortunately, this is a famous dangerous place, and ordinary cultivators will not come here, otherwise I really don’t know how many people would die at the hands of Wu Fan.