Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

The man and woman looked at Wu Fan in a strange way. Before, they thought that the sect would send a few more monks of the same level, but they didn't expect that not only did they send one person, but he was also such a simple-minded person. people.

Of course, they only dared to think about it in their hearts and did not dare to say it out loud. After all, the other party was a dignified late-stage Jindan monk.

"Fellow Daoist Hou just listen to my arrangements. What you just said, Friend Daoist Zhong has already told me before coming here. Don't worry, I know it well. We don't need to discuss anything. When we get to the place, we can attack Moling Island normally. "

Wu Fan had an indifferent look on his face, as if he didn't see the weird looks in those people's eyes, and said in a calm voice.

"Um..., Fellow Daoist Zhou, you don't know something. The late cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect is not a simple person. This person is called Mr. Devil Crying. His strength is even as strong as..."

The old man surnamed Hou was afraid that Wu Fan didn't know how powerful it was, so he wanted to explain it further. However, before he could finish speaking, Wu Fan's indifferent voice came out again.

"You don't need to say it, Fellow Daoist Hou. I know Mr. Devil Crying. I have had a relationship with him before. I know how strong he is. You just need to listen to my arrangements and leave the rest to me. Of course, if necessary, At that time, I will also help you deal with the other two. All in all, you can rest assured that I am not that reckless person. In order to complete the mission, I will help you get back the Moling Island. "

In fact, what Wu Fan said was indeed the truth. He thought that when he attended the auction on Linfeng Island, he had met the Devil Crying Master, and he also fought with him for the golden-armored puppet, and finally in the Immortal Relics The two of them had met once before. At that time, he was in the early stage of the Golden Core. Naturally, he couldn't compare with Devil May Cry in terms of strength. However, things are different now. If he faced Devil May Cry now, killing him would be like killing him. Killing chickens and dogs is generally simple.

"This...!" After hearing this, the old man surnamed Hou had a look of struggle in his eyes and couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the other two people.

The two people also had surprised looks on their faces. They were at a loss for a moment and didn't know what to do. After all, if they made a wrong decision on this matter, they might be wiped out. But this person had already reached this point with his words. , and they really couldn’t refuse. If they didn’t agree, the person would turn around and leave in anger, which would make it even more impossible for them to want to take back the island.

However, just as the three of them were hesitating, Wu Fan's voice came over again.

"Fellow Taoists, you don't have to think too much. It's not easy for me to reach the late stage of Jindan. Now I haven't lived enough, so how can I not care about my own life?"

Wu Fan glanced at a few people and couldn't help but chuckle. He didn't know what those people were thinking.

"Okay, then according to what Fellow Daoist Zhou said, let's set off now."

At this time, the hesitant eyes of the old man surnamed Hou became firm in an instant, and he agreed first without waiting for the other two to agree. He understood in his heart that since the other party could cultivate to such a level, how could he be the kind of person who didn't care about the consequences.

"Okay, since Fellow Daoist Zhou is confident, it doesn't hurt if we go with you."

The man and woman looked at each other and nodded at the same time. The short man raised his hands and said.

"Okay, in that case, just get ready. I'll go out and wait for you."

Wu Fan chuckled lightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly began to become blurry, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Junior brothers and sisters, please go and assemble the disciples. We will set off in a moment. We will activate the island protection formation first. Only a few disciples will be left to garrison here. The attack on Moling Island this time is of great importance, so you must be careful. "

Seeing Wu Fan leaving, the old man named Hou immediately turned to look at a man and a woman and said.

"Brother, do you think this fellow Daoist Zhou is trustworthy? After all, Devil May Cry is not an ordinary person. If this person can really take down Devil May Cry as easily as he said, then why have I never heard of this person? Name? If this person is really powerful, he shouldn't be an unknown person. Why do I think he is making a fool of himself!"

The woman rolled her eyes and did not move immediately, but said with a worried look on her face.

The man surnamed Yu also looked at the old man surnamed Hou after hearing this. It could be seen that he was also a little worried.

"I have carefully sensed just now that this person's cultivation level has already entered the ranks of the Nascent Soul stage. There is no doubt that he is strong. In addition, there are many casual cultivators hiding dragons and crouching tigers in the world of immortality, but they are not seen. It seems that he is talking nonsense. As he said, who would make fun of his own life? Although I am also skeptical about this person, what can we do now, since the sect has sent him here? Then you can only choose to believe it.”

The old man surnamed Hou narrowed his eyes, then shook his head helplessly and said.

"This..., alas! Well, it seems that we can only take a gamble, but since we have this person's help, the two sides are almost equal in strength. At the worst, we can escape unscathed. Okay, Then we will gather the disciples first.”

The woman felt relieved after hearing this, and after sighing, she flew out of the hall.

After thinking about it for a while, the man surnamed Yu also shook his head and flew out with a wry smile.

The old man surnamed Hou stood here with his eyes flickering, his face uncertain for a while, and finally he sighed.

…

After a cup of tea...

At this moment, the sky above Bluetooth Island is densely packed with monks. At a glance, it looks like there are at least a thousand people.

After the three old men surnamed Hou released a giant spaceship, the disciples jumped up one after another. Finally, with a loud rumble, the spaceship carried everyone and flew straight to the horizon.

Wu Fan was arranged in the spaceship of the old man surnamed Hou. At this moment, he was resting with his eyes closed in a room, and had no intention of communicating with anyone.

During the flight, five days passed in a flash.

…

Moling Island is located at the border where the two sides are fighting. This island is not big, no more than 50 miles in radius. There is no trace of green on it, which looks extremely desolate, but such an island contains a spiritual stone vein.

Therefore, its importance is even much greater than Bluetooth Island, which is why Wanjian Sect cares about this island so much.

Now Bluetooth Island is covered by a layer of defensive light curtain, but in the high sky of the island, there are two groups of people confronting each other with hatred.

One of the thousands of people is the old man surnamed Hou, but Wu Fan is not among them, and no one knows where he went.

As for the other group, there were also nearly a thousand people. There were three people standing in the front, two men and one woman.

One of them looked very evil, with a face as white as paper and narrow eyes. There was a striking red mole between his eyebrows, thin and purple lips, and a faint yin aura emanating from his body. He was wearing a black robe, and his cultivation level was actually that of a late Jindan cultivator.

In fact, this person was no other than the Ghost Crying Master that Wu Fan knew.