Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

At this moment, Zhong Renliang, who was far away in the corner, had a struggling look in his eyes. While staring at Wu Fan, he held a formation flag in his hand buried in his sleeve.

However, after thinking for a while, he put the formation flag away secretly. After his eyes turned, his face immediately showed a look of pain. He sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and pretended to heal his wounds.

And the formation flag, if nothing unexpected happened, should be the thing to block the palace door. I don’t know what he was thinking, but he actually let Wu Fan go.

It is possible that he knew that these people could not stop Wu Fan, so he deliberately kept a back hand, fearing that Wu Fan would come in the future. After all, he had just fought against Wu Fan.

In addition to Zhong Renliang, there were two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the crowd who did not make a move.

These two people were the kind of people with deep scheming. They kept staring at Zhong Renliang intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing the other party's behavior, they immediately guessed something and also retreated a distance. They didn't want to cause trouble for themselves, let alone put themselves in danger for some treasures.

In this way, the only mid-stage cultivators who really took action were the other three.

At this moment, the roaring sound in the hall was endless. More than 30 magic weapons attacked together. It was so spectacular that Wu Fan was almost drowned in it instantly.

But what shocked people was that the opponent was like a god of war, waving an iron stick in his hand, and actually blocked the attacks of everyone. Even if there were some magic weapons that slipped through the net, they could not break the black light on the opponent.

At this time, they finally confirmed that the opponent was indeed a physical cultivator. Not only was his strength amazing, but his physical defense was also terrifyingly strong.

Such a scene made everyone jump with fear. You know, although they did not use their full strength for various reasons, they would not attack together. It was ridiculous that they could not even deal with a mid-stage cultivator.

Such a powerful person really came from a remote place? Even those freaks in the Eastern Jin domain were no more than this!

Everyone was speechless for a while, and it was hard to believe what they saw. But now they had no time to think about it, and they hurriedly increased their attack strength, because the opponent was less than three meters away from the gate. If they really let him escape, the consequences would be disastrous.

As everyone attacked with all their strength, Wu Fan instantly became exhausted. After just a few breaths, several wounds of varying sizes appeared on his body.

After all, he was only a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Facing so many people, he was ultimately a little overwhelmed. It is no exaggeration to say that even a great cultivator would have to flee when facing these people.

The most annoying thing was that every time he wanted to get close to the door, several powerful magic weapons would immediately block him, forcing him to use all his strength to resist, but even so, he was unable to withstand the huge pressure and was hit and slowly retreated, getting farther and farther away from the gate.

In addition, at this time, everyone was finally not limited to using magic weapons, and even various powerful spells were used, which made him feel dangerous for a while.

Seeing this scene, the remaining twenty or so monks hiding in the back became more active, and even the three mid-stage monks, including Zhong Renliang, had their eyes shaking and looked tangled.

But at this moment, Wu Fan, who was at the door, suddenly shouted hoarsely.

"Ling'er, come out and help!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, but before they could react, a white light suddenly appeared on Wu Fan's body, and then a white shadow separated from the light, revealing a woman with a peerless face.

"Hey! What's going on, Master, how did you offend so many people at once! No, Master, what's wrong with you? Is it another attack?"

Ling'er just walked out of the small space and was frightened by the scene in front of her. She screamed, but when she found Wu Fan's blood-red eyes in front of her, she was even more frightened and her face turned pale. A long-lost picture emerged in her mind, which made her shudder.

"Stop talking nonsense, help me rush out, I can't control it anymore!"

The only remaining spiritual light in Wu Fan's weird and crazy blood-red pupils flickered, and he suddenly shouted.

"Okay, okay, Ling'er knows!"

Ling'er felt relieved when she heard this. After knowing that her master had not completely lost his mind, she was no longer anxious, so she swung her arms twice in succession, threw out the Ice Soul Black Gourd and the Phoenix Moon Hairpin, and immediately joined the battle.

"Not good, it's a seventh-level late demon cultivator, and she has two high-level ancient spiritual weapons."

"Quick, quick, everyone, go all out, don't let them escape!"

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Ling'er's appearance naturally shocked everyone, especially after seeing her cultivation and two magic weapons clearly, they dared not neglect it at all. Someone shouted immediately, and some of the attacks turned to hit Ling'er.

At this time, Ling'er was not polite either. She used her full strength to activate the two magic weapons and blocked the attack for a while. Even if some fish slipped through the net, she could block it with the defense shield of "Sky Silk Soft Armor". She would not be defeated in a short time, and it was even easier than Wu Fan.

With Ling'er sharing the pressure, Wu Fan also felt much more relaxed and rushed towards the door again.

At the same time, the twenty or so people hiding in the back, with their eyes swaying, also put away the idea of ​​helping, and just watched quietly.

Ling'er's appearance made Zhong Renliang and others feel threatened, and decided to wait and see the situation first.

In the following time, the battle in the house became fierce, with various streams of light flashing across, and the loud noises making people's ears hurt. In just a short time, the magnificent hall became dilapidated, and even the walls were covered with spider webs. The cracks are full of cracks and can be clearly seen. Arrays appear on the wall, flashing and disillusioned on it.

If the fight continues like this, even if the palace's protective formation is excellent, it will inevitably collapse.

But after fighting for a while, everyone was shocked to find that Wu Fan became even more crazy for some reason. At the same time, he no longer defended blindly, or even rushed towards the door, but towards him. The nearest person pounced on him, looking like he wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh. It was really scary.

At this time, Ling'er also noticed this scene, she secretly said "No", then she quickly glanced at everyone in the room, and couldn't help but yelled:

"I advise you to stop immediately and let us go, otherwise none of you will survive today! Including myself!"

This sentence exploded in everyone's mind like thunder. At first, everyone was a little confused. They didn't know why the demon cultivator said such words. But they thought about the previous conversation between the master and the servant, and Wu Fan's current weirdness. From his appearance, everyone vaguely guessed something.

Especially when they saw Ling'er's solemn and anxious face, they felt that something bad was going to happen.