Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly threw a healing pill into his mouth, and then with a move of his arm, the ancient treasure on the door panel outside the stone door immediately flew back, and soon stopped in front of the old man.

This wasn't over yet, and then he stretched out his hand again, and the scissors-shaped magic weapon flew back from outside the stone door. At the same time, the silver-armored puppet also rushed in.

So, in this small space of less than a hundred feet, Wu Fan fought with the old man.

Loud noises continued to be heard here, rubble also fell to the ground, and the entire cave seemed to be shaking under the continuous collision of magic weapons and spells.

But I have to say that the old man was indeed a late-stage Jindan monk. Even though he was injured, his strength should not be underestimated. He was so hard to beat that he had no intention of losing.

However, if you look closely, you will see that the old man is still at a disadvantage at this moment. You must know that even the puppet can almost be a tie with him, not to mention there is a strong man like Wu Fan here who can fight across boundaries.

After several rounds of fighting, the old man was obviously losing ground, and his face became increasingly ugly.

At this moment, the old man was really frightened, because he had never thought that a monk in the early stage of Jindan would be so powerful. If nothing else, I am afraid that the other party would be able to escape from his hands without the help of the puppet. of.

Whether it's the magic of the opponent's gravitational golden light, several of the opponent's ancient treasures, or the strength of his physical body, they are far beyond what an early Golden Core cultivator can match.

Not to mention the early stage Jindan monks, even the middle stage monks are far inferior.

In this situation, the old man was very helpless and could only retreat while fighting, trying to get out of here as soon as possible and return to the outside of the volcano.

Only in this way can he seek help from his junior brothers and sisters, and only in this way can he have a chance of survival. Otherwise, he will be consumed by that puppet sooner or later.

But now if he wanted to win this battle with his own strength, he would have to consume all the high-grade spiritual stones in the puppet so that it could no longer fight.

Only in this way can he concentrate on fighting against Wu Fan, or even defeat the opponent.

But the old man didn't dare to bet, because he knew how rich the person in front of him was. He remembered that at the auction, this person spent a lot of money and was very bold.

Therefore, he did not believe that the other party would not have enough spirit stones to drive the puppet.

So he has no other choice now but to retreat while fighting and get out of here as soon as possible.

At this moment, Wu Fan also discovered the other party's intention. He even saw the old man sending out transmission notes just now, but he seemed to be unhurried, only restraining him a little, and did not prevent the other party from escaping.

Just like that, as the two men chased and retreated, they soon arrived at the center of the passage.

Under the restraints of Jin Yuan Chongguang and the silver-armored puppet, the blue-haired old man was unable to retreat at all, and could only use all his strength to block it.

At this moment, Wu Fan seemed to sense something, an imperceptible smile appeared in his eyes, and his attack became even more fierce.

He was seen holding the Sky-Shaking Hammer in his hand and kept attacking at close range, while the puppet also waved the long knife in his hand one after another. As for the sky above, the Vajra Ring and the Burning Sword also fell downwards one after another.

The pressure on the blue-haired old man increased greatly for a moment, and a look of panic appeared in his eyes. However, he kept moving his hands. While retreating quickly, he also kept controlling the giant shear magic weapon to block the oncoming puppet.

As for the Burning Sword and Vajra Ring in the sky, he was able to block them with the ancient treasure on the door panel.

Facing Wu Fan's powerful attack, the old man used powerful spells one after another to barely block it.

But no matter which wave of attacks Wu Fan faced, the old man seemed to be struggling. Looking at the trend, if he couldn't escape from this place as soon as possible, he would sooner or later suffer from this.

"Boy, I didn't expect that I, who has been in the world of immortality for hundreds of years, would be beaten so badly by you, an early-stage monk, today. You can be proud!"

While the blue-haired old man shouted angrily, he kept turning his hands, and saw thick beams of light rushing out from his fingertips one after another, heading straight to attack Wu Fan coming from the opposite side.

"Hehe, I can't say that I am proud, but it is indeed my first time to kill a late-stage Jindan cultivator, so you can rest in peace."

Wu Fan seemed nonchalant in the face of the old man's attack. He waved the Sky-Shaking Hammer in his hand and easily defused it. He even had free time to talk and laugh.

"Hmph, kid, don't overestimate yourself. It's still uncertain who will die first in the end. If you didn't have that puppet in hand, I would have beaten your kid to pieces. But I don't know one thing. I don't know who the two are. Where did you hide this treasure?"

After hearing the words, the old man couldn't help but snorted coldly. After saying the cruel words, he immediately asked about the doubts in his heart. But at this moment, the old man was shocked and quickly turned around to see that the puppet had broken through the scissors. The magic weapon is blocking the way, and he is rushing towards this side with a long knife in his hand.

The old man did not dare to neglect. He first cast a few powerful spells to block Wu Fan's attack. Then he quickly made a seal with his hands and shouted low. A dark cloud several feet in size immediately appeared above the puppet. In an instant, black beams of light shot down rapidly, and soon stopped the puppet's attack again.

After doing this, the old man secretly let out a breath, and quickly took advantage of this time to retreat some distance back again.

"Hey, of course I took those two treasures away, but you don't need to know about it now, because those two treasures have nothing to do with you anymore."

Wu Fan laughed strangely and said something vaguely, and then he suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, and shouted in disbelief to the old man behind him:

"Hey~! Senior brother, when did you come? Haha, it's great, senior brother, come and help me kill this man."

The blue-haired old man opposite was shocked when he heard the words, and subconsciously turned his head to look, but when he looked back, he saw a pair of eyes like rubies.

And at this moment, the old man's mind "buzzed" and he suddenly lost consciousness, as if he had become demented, and stood still!

And at this moment, Wu Fan seized the opportunity and swung his arms twice, and saw two green swords flying out of his hands, and soon hit the old man's head and heart.

At this moment, when you look at the blue-haired old man, you will find that his head has been shattered, and there is a big hole in his heart. It can be said that he is deader than dead.

"Hehe, Master, you are so bad, how can you lie like this!"

Ling'er retracted her magical power, then landed on the ground and looked at Wu Fan with a sweet smile, obviously very happy.

"Humph, you still have the nerve to say that to me, you have been here for a while, why don't you take action quickly?"

Wu Fan rolled his eyes at Ling'er, his face full of anger, and said something unhappily, then he also landed.