Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

At this time, a middle-aged man in the middle stage of foundation building hurriedly complimented:

"I really want to congratulate Uncle Xing. You know, if Uncle Yan's golden armor flying zombie advances one more level, it will be equivalent to the strength of a late Jindan cultivator. Moreover, during this war, Uncle Xing, if you have this golden armor flying zombie by your side, you don't have to be afraid of anyone."

The other people nodded in agreement.

The man surnamed Xing smiled when he heard this, and then said:

"Okay, now that the matter here is over, let's return to the sect."

The man surnamed Xing said this, glanced at the people below, and then asked in confusion:

"Why hasn't Junior Brother Qiu come back yet?"

"Reporting to Uncle Xing, Junior Brother Qiu collected corpse qi from a far place this time, but at this time, he should be back soon."

The old man in the late stage of foundation building bowed and replied.

"Oh, in that case, let's wait for him for a while. We can't stay here for long. We have made a lot of noise during this period. When he comes back, we will evacuate quickly."

"Yes"

Everyone bowed and clasped their fists in agreement!

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At the same time, a white jade flying boat suddenly flew in the sky dozens of miles away from this low mountain.

After the flying boat flew to this place, it suddenly paused and then fell to the sky below.

Next to a big tree that three adults could hug together, Wu Fan looked up at the tree hole on the big tree, and then swung his arm and threw Elder Qiu in his hand directly into the tree hole.

He nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and left.

While walking, he suddenly became shorter and his face began to twist. In just a moment, he turned into Elder Qiu.

And the black robe he was wearing was also found in Elder Qiu's storage bag.

With a slight smile, he turned into a long rainbow and flew away at high speed.

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After half an incense stick of time, Wu Fan stopped above a low mountain, then flashed and landed directly at the foot of the mountain.

He looked at the ordinary mountain in front of him, raised his mouth slightly, and then turned his palm, a jade card appeared in his hand, and then he waved his arm, and a black light suddenly shot out from the jade card and hit the void directly.

At this moment, a magical scene appeared. The void in front suddenly fluctuated like a layer of water ripples, and in an instant, a crack more than ten feet long appeared.

Wu Fan flashed and instantly passed through, and then the crack healed as before.

Walking forward on foot, only a few dozen feet away, he saw a cave entrance three feet long and wide, and next to the cave entrance, there was a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage standing.

"Hey...! Elder Qiu, why are you the only one back?"

When the Qi Refining cultivator saw Wu Fan, he hurried over to bow and greeted him, and asked in confusion!

"Hmph, I was attacked by the enemy, and those disciples didn't come back!"

Wu Fan imitated Elder Qiu's tone and voice.

"What, this happened?"

The young man was shocked when he heard the words, and then immediately realized that his tone was wrong, and hurriedly smiled and said:

"Fortunately, Elder Qiu, you can return safely!"

"Hmph, I ask you, have the other elders come back?" Wu Fan shook his sleeves and asked in anger.

"I'm back, I'm back, now I'm missing you."

When the young man saw the elder's bad tone, he trembled and hurriedly replied respectfully again.

Wu Fan glanced at him, snorted coldly, and then raised his legs and walked towards the cave entrance, and soon disappeared.

Seeing that the elders did not punish him, the young man patted his chest in relief and let out a long breath.

When Wu Fan arrived at the huge cave, he saw that dozens of people in the cave all turned their heads to look over.

When the elders in the foundation-building stage saw that only Wu Fan came in, they couldn't help but frowned.

As for Wu Fan, he ignored their expressions, but walked quickly to the stone platform and bowed to the man named Xing above and said:

"Greetings to Uncle Xing!"

"Why did you come back alone? Where are the others?"

The man named Xing looked down at Wu Fan and asked in confusion.

"Reporting to Uncle Xing, I was ambushed near Huangyan City. Those disciples died, and I was the only one who escaped back!" Wu Fan was very angry and said hatefully.

"Encountered an ambush? Which sect did it?" The man named Xing frowned when he heard this, and then asked again.

"It was the people from Lingxiao Temple. There were more than 30 people in that group, including two foundation-building cultivators. I managed to escape back with great difficulty."

Wu Fan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, as if he hated Lingxiao Temple to the core.

The man surnamed Xing was silent for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he continued to ask:

"Have you been followed by anyone?"

"Uncle Xing, don't worry, that group of people will never find me." Wu Fan hurriedly patted his chest and assured.

"Hmph, forget it, they are just some ordinary disciples. I won't pursue this matter with you. Let's evacuate quickly. It's not advisable to stay here for long."

After saying this, the man surnamed Xing glared at Wu Fan angrily, then jumped off the ground and walked towards the cave entrance.

The other five foundation-building elders looked at Wu Fan, said nothing, and followed him closely.

Wu Fan's eyes turned, and he hurriedly followed, and caught up with the five elders in a few steps.

At this time, he was less than two feet away from the man surnamed Xing.

In fact, he wanted to move closer, but then he gave up this plan because if he was too close, it would inevitably make the man surnamed Xing suspicious.

Unless the other elders were also very close, but after a casual glance, he found that they had no intention of getting closer.

Just when everyone was about to walk to the entrance of the cave, a cold light suddenly flashed in Wu Fan's eyes.

When everyone was not alert at all, he turned his palm and a black dagger appeared in his hand in an instant. Then, without saying a word, he swung his arm violently, and the dagger shot out like an arrow from a string, straight to the heart of the man surnamed Xing's back.

This series of actions was only a matter of a moment, and the elders had not even reacted at this time.

But who is the man surnamed Xing? He is a Jindan-stage cultivator, and his perception is not comparable to those elders.

Although he was not alert before, he still sensed a trace of spiritual power fluctuation when Wu Fan threw the dagger.

At this critical moment, he quickly moved his body. In such a short time, he could only do this.

At this moment, the dagger instantly penetrated his chest, and a stream of blood spurted out from his chest.

After seeing this scene, Wu Fan's face instantly darkened. Although this attack was successful, the opponent avoided the vital point and did not destroy his heart.

And this injury can only be regarded as a minor injury for a cultivator.