Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Looking from a distance, Mrs. Qi was sitting on a flying car. The flying car was shining with green light and extremely luxurious, just like an emperor's car, with the wheels turning crazily.

As soon as Mrs. Qi finished speaking, the flying car turned into a blue rainbow and flew towards the north. It was as fast as a white horse passing through the gap, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the hairpin, gourd and other magic weapons also disappeared in a flash.

"Hmph! The next time we meet, it will also be the day when you, the mother-in-law, will fall."

Wu Fan put away his spell, looked at the horizon with a gloomy expression, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly.

He knew in his heart that Mrs. Qi had the wind chariot in hand and could not keep her at all. He could only watch this woman escape.

But when he saw the wind chariot again, even Wu Fan, who had many magic weapons, couldn't help but have a trace of fire in his eyes. To be honest, he really wanted to snatch the wind chariot.

Of course, he also coveted the Ice Soul Mysterious Gourd and Hairpin, but it would be difficult to grab them without killing Mrs. Qi.

"Okay, let's wait and see. Fellow Taoists, let's go!"

At this time, Mrs. Qi's vicious voice came from far away from the horizon. As for the last sentence, it was obviously meant for Sang Hanfeng and others.

In fact, she didn't need to remind her. At this time, Fairy Mu Lin, Yao Cultivator named Jin, man named Xue, and Sang Hanfeng had already left their opponents and fled. Looking from a distance, they looked extremely embarrassed.

Only Kong Jinkui was about to cry but was stopped by Ling'er.

After all, Ling'er's strength was not comparable to that of Mr. Lu and others. Even though Kong Jinkui was a mid-level monk, he was still suppressed and beaten in front of Ling'er.

"Ling'er, go kill that gold-seeking rat. Don't let it escape from here."

Wu Fan glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze on the northeast, where a black light was gradually receding. His face darkened, and he looked at Ling'er and gave an indifferent order.

"But Master...!"

Hearing this, Ling'er looked at Kong Jinkui with a look of reluctance, but before she could finish speaking, Wu Fan's unquestionable voice came again.

"Go, this Kong Jinkui can't run away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Fan waved his wings behind his back, and instantly turned into an arc of lightning and galloped away. Looking at the direction, it was towards Kong Jinkui.

At the same time, Tiangang Spirit Sword and Tianluo Jihuo also chased after them.

"Okay! Master, wait a moment, I'll be right back!"

Ling'er no longer hesitated, nodded in agreement, and immediately turned around and chased after the black shadow.

Upon seeing this, Kong Jinkui's eyes flashed with surprise. This was the best opportunity for him to escape. If he dared to stop at all, he would run away in a hurry.

But although he had a good idea, before he could fly a hundred feet, the void in front of him suddenly fluctuated, and then Wu Fan appeared with a sneer on his face.

The way ahead was blocked, and it was Wu Fan, the God of Killing. Kong Jinkui was naturally frightened, but he was unwilling to perish and immediately wanted to escape in another direction.

However, at this time, several rays of light also flew from other directions.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, let's come and help you!"

I saw Mr. Lu, Beast Spirit King, Xia Yuzhu, and Gong Yugan appearing in several directions, vaguely surrounding Kong Jinkui in the middle.

"Fellow Taoists, can you spare my life? Kong is willing to surrender!"

Seeing this scene, Kong Jinkui's heart sank. He couldn't help but stop and begged the people bitterly.

"There's no need to surrender, you might as well die!"

Wu Fan smiled coldly, held the sky-breaking stick in his hand, and went to kill him without saying a word.

At this time, the Beast Spirit King and the others also sneered and rushed towards Kong Jinkui.

After a few breaths, as a scream was heard, the mountain range that had been bustling with activity finally became completely quiet.

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In this fight, Wu Fan's side won a complete victory. Although the enemy escaped with a few people, they didn't care at all. After all, their mission here was to break the formation.

Besides, they couldn't afford to keep those people.

But even so, several people have made great contributions, especially Wu Fan, who is even more important!

"Fellow Daoist Wu, our survival today is all due to your magical power. Kui has taken note of this great favor. If Taoist Brother has any instructions in the future, Kui will do his best to help."

The Beast Spirit King flew to Wu Fan's side and bowed sincerely.

Now when facing Wu Fan, the Beast Spirit King has obviously become a little cautious, and there is still a hint of fear in his eyes, and he does not even dare to call himself the king. Of course, the most important thing in his heart is admiration.

"Haha, you don't have to be polite, fellow Daoist Kui. You and I will help each other from now on."

Wu Fan smiled slightly, said a simple polite word, then ducked to the other side, unceremoniously pulled the storage bag from Kong Jinkui's body, and put it away as if no one was watching.

This scene was naturally seen by several other people, but no one dared to say no. Not to mention that Wu Fan saved the lives of several people. In fact, even Kong Jinkui was killed by himself in the end.

"Giggle...! Wu Daoyou is so powerful. The previous rumors are a bit untrue. I only heard that you and Yin Xu were equally matched, but when we meet today, how can Yin Xu be your opponent? Just now I can see my body clearly. If Mrs. Qi hadn't been protected by a mysterious spirit talisman, I would have been killed by you by now. In my opinion, except for the great monk, you are invincible!"

At this time, Xia Yuzhu also flew over. She first bowed to Wu Fan to express her gratitude, and then she smiled coquettishly and started to praise him, with excitement on her face.

In fact, her eyes kept scanning Wu Fan. In addition to admiration, her eyes were more curious.

"Mrs. Xia, thank you for your praise. Wu is not as powerful as you said. It's just that the technique I practiced was just right to restrain that person!"

Wu Fan put Kong Jinkui's body in his storage bag, looked at Xia Yuzhu, shook his head and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, please stop being modest. We are not fools. How can we be deceived by your far-fetched words? Apart from other things, I don't think I can last more than a few rounds with the display of your power just now."

Xia Yuzhu rolled his eyes at first, then said with a straight face.

At this time, Mr. Lu and Gong Yuqian also came close. After hearing Wu Fan's words, they couldn't help curling their lips, but there were smiles in their eyes.

Wu Fan, on the other hand, smiled and said nothing more, obviously not wanting to say more on this topic.

"Well, Wu Xiaoyou's strength is obvious to all, so there is no need to talk more. You have contributed the most to this mission. When I return, I will report the truth to the two great monks."

Mr. Lu saw Wu Fan's thoughts and waved to Xia Yuzhu, then faced Wu Fan and said seriously:

"Little friend Wu, I owe you a big favor today. If you hadn't asked Ling'er to come over and help me just now, my old bones would have fallen into disrepair. I won't say too many words of thanks. I don't have anything worthy to offer. Thank you very much. The only thing that may interest you is the formation technique that I have been studying over the years. If fellow Taoists are interested, I will teach you everything without reservation when I return."