Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Master Gui Qi couldn't help but panic when he heard this, so he hurriedly said:

"Isn't there any room for negotiation? Even if fellow Taoist disciples don't believe in me, Ghost Spirit Sect, you should still believe me. Although I don't have a good reputation among the so-called decent sects, I still can't do such a thing as going back on my word. Come out. Otherwise, I can swear with my inner demon that as long as you let me go, I will give you double the reward from Wanjian Sect."

After Devil May Cry's words came out, the expressions of the old man surnamed Hou and others a few miles away changed drastically. Although they could not see the scene in the clouds or Wu Fan's facial expression, they felt in their hearts I couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please don't listen to this slander. This person is treacherous and changeable, and no one abroad knows it. If you really agree to him, you will definitely regret it in the future."

The anxious shouts of the old man surnamed Hou came over.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you know why the Ghost Spirit Sect doesn't release recruitment information to the world of cultivators? It's not that they don't want to, it's because even if they release it, no one will come to help. How can these evil cultivators know the word integrity?"

At this time, the loud shout of the man surnamed Yu also came out.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou has great supernatural powers, so let's kill this guy quickly. If you really let this person go, not only will you not get any benefits in the future, but maybe even your life will be taken away by this group of scum from the Ghost Spirit Sect. But I will never The Jian Zong treats friends sincerely, and you will definitely receive no less of your reward.”

In desperation, the anxious voice of the woman named Ye also came over.

Under the clouds, Wu Fan couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle after hearing the words of several people outside, but he didn't say anything.

But after Gui Qi heard this, he couldn't help but become anxious and hurriedly wanted to say something else.

However, Wu Fan's indifferent voice came out at this time.

"Friend Devil Cry, please save it. Since I am here for Wanjian Sect, I will not take refuge in others. Otherwise, I will not have to walk in the world of immortality in the future. It seems that you don't have any other abilities. In this case, I will give you a ride."

Wu Fan's words were naturally intended for the old man surnamed Hou and others. As long as he showed sincerity, it would be much easier to go to Wanjian Sect to receive tasks in the future. After all, there were still a few elixirs that Wanjian Sect had not yet agreed to.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, swayed his body, and suddenly turned into an arc of electricity and shot forward.

"Okay, okay, okay, since my fellow Taoist is sincerely opposing my Ghost Spirit Sect, I will truthfully report to the superiors when I return. In the future, you can just wait for our sect's endless pursuit."

Devil May Cry's face darkened when he saw this. Although he said he was tough, he was already thinking about how to escape. However, the opponent's lightning escape technique was really powerful, and he had no confidence in escaping from it.

Seeing the opponent speeding towards him, Devil May Cry naturally would not sit still and wait for death. In panic, he suddenly swung his arm twice, and the ghost-headed shield from before was immediately blocked in front of him, and at the same time, a spear as black as ink was about ten feet long. The magic weapon flew out in an instant and went straight towards the arc created by Wu Fan and struck away.

Taking advantage of this moment, Devil May Cry let out a sharp roar, and those motionless ghosts once again crazily surrounded Wu Fan, while Devil May Cry himself retreated into the distance at high speed.

He had already made up his mind to waste those ghosts and get out of danger as soon as possible.

However, facing these, Wu Fan didn't care at all. The Qinghong Sword had already been waiting for the opportunity to move and immediately blocked the spear. The electric arc he turned turned in a direction and rushed out of the surrounding ghosts and arrived not far from Devil May Cry. .

Then Wu Fan appeared, chuckled slightly and swayed, and a piece of golden light suddenly came out of his body, covering the fleeing Ghost Cry in an instant.

With Jin Yuan Zhongguang restricting Devil May Cry's actions, Wu Fan quickly came to his side, so he raised his right fist and hit the opponent's chest hard.

Devil May Cry was in despair at this moment. He would never have thought until his death that the opponent's strength and magical powers would be so powerful even with his late-stage Golden Core cultivation. Now he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Under the pressure of gravity, his The speed was actually less than half of the previous one. Seeing the huge fist getting closer and closer to him, a deep feeling of powerlessness could not help but appear in his eyes.

As a muffled sound of "bang" and screams came out, Gui Qi's body was smashed out like a meteor. He started to cough up blood while in the air, and his face was bright red, but he was not killed by a single blow. , obviously Wu Fan held back.

However, just when Devil May Cry was about to stop, a golden ring appeared above his head without any warning. The golden ring was buzzing and rotating, suddenly falling downwards, and then shrinking at an extremely fast speed. He immediately locked up Devil May Cry. At this time, even the magic power in his body could no longer function.

It only took Wu Fan less than three breaths from setting off to catching Devil May Cry, and he hadn't even used his natal magic weapon and the Sky-breaking Staff.

Of course, with his current strength, he wouldn't need many treasures to deal with a mere monk of the same level, not to mention that the Tiangang Divine Thunder can completely suppress the opponent.

As for Ling'er and the repaired golden-armored puppet, Wu Fan never thought of summoning them from the beginning to the end. Unless he met a Nascent Soul monk, even if they were released, it would be unnecessary and might even expose their identity.

Without the support of Devil May Cry's magical power, those ghosts and Yin Qi rushed towards the Soul Controlling Banner. In just a moment, the area saw light again, and the Soul Controlling Banner immediately shrank and transformed. It's as big as a palm and floats quietly in the air.

Wu Fan chuckled, and with a wave of his arm, the soul-controlling banner, the ghost-faced shield, and the spear magic weapon all flew over here, and soon disappeared into his sleeves.

Wu Fan glanced at the dying Ghost Cry frozen in the air, and ignored him. Instead, he flashed and flew straight to the old man surnamed Hou and others.

Now that Ghost Cry was controlled by the Vajra Ring, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered, so Wu Fan was not in a hurry to deal with him.

Since the dark clouds dissipated, what happened here naturally fell into the eyes of the old man surnamed Hou and others. Although they were fighting with the other two at this moment, they were extremely excited in their hearts, and their eyes also revealed excitement. They even shocked Wu Fan in their hearts.

They really didn't expect that the strength of Zhou Daoyou sent by the sect was so terrible. After just a few encounters, he had already caught Ghost Cry, who they thought was invincible. No wonder this person looked so confident from the beginning, as if he didn't take Devil May Cry seriously at all.

"Junior sister, hurry up, let's retreat!"

The skinny old man and the ugly old woman also saw the scene of Devil May Cry being captured. At this moment, the two looked at Wu Fan as if they had seen a monster. They were extremely panicked and their eyes were filled with fear. The old man naturally knew that there was no room for maneuver now. He suddenly shouted at the person next to him, and without waiting for the other party to reply, he quickly retreated to the back.