Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

The middle-aged man looked extremely gloomy, and was frightened. He did not dare to neglect it, and quickly took out a few defensive talismans and slapped them on his body, hoping to block Wu Fan's fist.

In his heart, he also thought that these defensive talismans could block this punch, but he did not know that Wu Fan was also a physical cultivator, and a stronger physical cultivator than Hao Shi.

After a few loud noises, the middle-aged man was instantly smashed and flew out, and in the air, he spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and his face was pale. Looking at the direction where he was smashed, it was exactly where Hao Shi was.

Hao Shi saw the opportunity, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he also swung his fist to smash the opponent, and the position where his fist was aimed was the middle-aged man's head.

With a "bang", it was like a watermelon being smashed, red and white burst everywhere, and the middle-aged man was deader than dead.

"Brother Hao, go help Brother Su. I'll go help others."

Seeing that the middle-aged man was dead, Wu Fan looked at Hao Shi and said.

"Wu kid, those two battlefields are too dangerous. Can you handle it? If you can't fight them, don't go. Saving your life is the first priority."

Hao Shi frowned and dissuaded him.

"Brother, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I won't hesitate. I'll go first."

After Wu Fan answered, he flew away directly.

Hao Shi sighed and stopped dissuading him when he saw the other party's firm attitude. Then he flew towards Su Ming.

...

On another battlefield, when Wu Yuanzi went to help, Master Wuwei felt a lot more relaxed, but it could only be said that he was safe for a while, because even if the two of them joined forces, they couldn't beat Yin Lao Mo.

However, at this time, Yin Lao Mo was surprised. He did not expect that this little Taoist priest was so powerful. He was only a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator, but his real strength was stronger than that of an ordinary late-stage cultivator.

Yin Lao Mo hurriedly glanced at other battlefields. When he saw the middle-aged man dead, his face turned ashen and he was furious.

It was only a short moment, and seven people on their side had been killed one after another. How could he not be furious?

Now if he wanted to turn the tide of the battle, he could only look to Yan Kun.

At the same time, on another battlefield, Yan Kun was looking ahead with a sneer, and in front of him, the silver-armored flying zombie was roaring and biting Yin Xiang crazily, and the screams were endless.

Now Yin Xiang can be said to be horrible. There is no good place on his body. The skin and flesh on his body were bitten off piece by piece, and blood was all over his body.

The clothes he was wearing were tattered, and there was a large piece of flesh missing from his stomach. If you look closely, even the internal organs inside were clearly visible.

And in some places such as his thighs and arms, the white bones were also exposed.

At this time, his eyes were full of despair, and he kept screaming, but he did not give up resistance.

He was seen dodging quickly, controlling the seal to smash the silver-armored flying zombie again and again, and at the same time, he also used various spells and flying swords to attack the monster, hoping to be rescued.

But what he did could only slightly block the monster. After a long time, he still couldn't avoid death.

When the silver-armored flying zombie knocked the seal away again, it turned into a black shadow and rushed over in an instant. At this time, a flying sword had also arrived, but the monster just casually raised his arm and bounced the flying sword away.

Then the monster roared and stretched out its purple-black nails to pounce on Yin Xiang.

When Yin Xiang saw this scene, his eyes were full of despair. He was no longer able to stop the monster. Not to mention that he was seriously injured, even the defensive talismans on his body had been used up. He was not a physical cultivator, so how could he compete with it?

When the monster roared and rushed to his front and back, it took off a piece of flesh from his shoulder with one claw, and then stretched out its purple-black long nails again, trying to smash Yin Xiang's head.

Yin Xiang also closed his eyes at this moment. It can be seen that he wanted to wait for death.

But at this moment, a girl's laughter suddenly came to his ears, and then a white shadow rushed over and pounced directly on the monster.

The monster roared and was knocked away in an instant, and the white shadow was relentless and followed at the same time. Its speed was so fast that no one present could see its face clearly.

When this happened, Yin Xiang suddenly opened his eyes, looked carefully, and his face instantly showed surprise, and even his body trembled slightly with excitement. This feeling of surviving a disaster cannot be described in words.

Without thinking too much, he turned around and flew to the sky below, far away from here, looking for a place to heal his wounds.

On the other side, when Yan Kun saw this scene, his face instantly became gloomy. Although he did not see clearly what the white shadow was, he found that it should be a fourth-level monster after a slight sense. It was also a powerful monster with a particularly pure bloodline.

At this time, other battlefields also discovered the situation here. At this moment, Wuwei Zhenren, Hao Shi, Su Ming and others showed surprise.

Although they did not know whose spirit pet this monster was, they could be sure that this monster belonged to their side, and they also knew that they now had the power to fight the other side.

When Yin Lao Mo saw this scene, he was suddenly shocked and his face became gloomy. He did not expect that the other party also had a backhand.

Looking at the strength of the monster, even he himself might not be able to deal with it. If this continues, he might really lose this mine today.

The silver-armored flying zombie roared angrily and pounced on the white shadow.

At this time, the white shadow paused, revealing Ling'er's figure. It smiled "hehe", flashed, and appeared behind the monster, then raised its claws and started scratching.

But the monster's skin and flesh were extremely hard. Even with the sharpness of Ling'er's claws, it only left a few shallow cuts on its body.

The wound was very small, with only a little black blood oozing out, and this little wound was not painful at all for the monster.

At this time, the silver-armored flying zombie roared, quickly turned around and swung its claws to scratch Ling'er.

Ling'er laughed and said, "Big fool." As soon as she finished speaking, she flashed and disappeared again. When she appeared again, she came behind the monster again and swung her front claws to scratch the monster.

Just like that, Ling'er soon fought with the silver-armored flying zombie.

At the same time...

Yan Kun stared at the battle in front of him with a very ugly face. After a little thought, he decided to help Yin Lao Mo resist the enemy first. Now only Yin Lao Mo could free up his hands to turn the tide of the battle.

Thinking of this, Yan Kun turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, a voice came from his ear!

"Where do you want to go, fellow Taoist? Otherwise, don't leave and leave your life first!"