Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Wu Fan naturally didn't care about the mere dead ghost. After a cold laugh, he immediately controlled tens of thousands of Yin spirits and fierce ghosts to rush towards Ming Qianzong. At the same time, he kept his footsteps moving and quickly ran towards the periphery.

But at this moment, a cold snort came from the dark clouds, and the words spoken made Wu Fan's heart tighten.

"Hmph! Displaying ghost techniques in front of this venerable one, don't you think you're showing off your axe in front of Lu Ban! Could it be that you've forgotten where this venerable one comes from? You're really seeking your own death!"

These words were naturally spoken by Ming Qianzong. He was seen sneering repeatedly within the dense dark clouds. As he spoke, he reached out and threw out a leather bag, about a foot in size, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, like a water bag used by mortals. However, this object was entirely blood-red, and a strong aura of blood and evil emanated from it.

As soon as this object appeared, it grew in the wind, transforming into a size of ten feet, with the mouth of the bag facing forward, floating in the air. The next moment, an astonishing scene appeared. Facing the tens of thousands of Yin spirits and fierce ghosts pouncing towards it, a piece of scarlet blood and evil aura suddenly spewed out from the mouth of the bag, extremely viscous, as if condensed from real blood, emitting a fishy, pungent odor, instantly spreading within a radius of several dozen feet, forming a large patch of viscous blood clouds.

Those Yin spirits and fierce ghosts rushing in the front immediately showed expressions of pain as soon as they rushed into it, letting out miserable wails. In the end, they stopped moving in the blood cloud, and even their eyes seemed to slowly become dull.

At this time, Ming Qianzong had already taken out a purple banner. With a slight shake, a burst of Yin energy spewed out from the front of the banner, forming a huge Yin energy vortex. Finally, an extremely powerful suction force came from within. Those Yin spirits and fierce ghosts that came in didn't even have time to react before being pulled into it by this suction force, disappearing without a trace, obviously having been taken into the banner.

The ghosts that came later were naturally shocked. Before Wu Fan could issue an order, they rushed back, pushing and shoving.

But the suction force was extremely terrifying. Even though they used all their strength, their figures were still moving closer little by little.

Wu Fan in the distance was shocked when he saw this. Without thinking much, he quickly waved the Myriad Soul Banner. Soon, a Yin energy vortex also formed in front. Under the strong suction, the released Yin energy quickly retracted, and even those ghosts swayed and followed back, finally disappearing into the banner.

But even so, Wu Fan had just lost one or two thousand ghosts.

It seemed that using the Myriad Soul Banner to deal with Ming Qianzong was not going to work. No wonder the other party said that he was showing off his axe in front of Lu Ban in the field that he was proficient in. He really didn't have the qualifications.

Wu Fan didn't have time to feel sorry. He put away the banner and wanted to escape, but at this moment, a sonic boom suddenly came from above his head.

In desperation, he looked up and found that it was Ming Qianzong's blood-colored spear that was shooting towards him.

This made him stunned for a moment. After sensing it with his mind, he looked in another direction. As a result, he found that his Earth Emperor Nail was tumbling and flying into the distance.

Wu Fan smiled bitterly when he saw this. It seemed that the high-level Earth Emperor Nail was still unable to fight against the other party's natal magic weapon.

But he was not panicked. With a thought, the Heavenly Astral Spirit Severing Sword, which had returned to its main body after performing the Thousand Sword Transformation Technique, appeared above his head, and then transformed into a stream of light to meet the blood-colored spear.

It turned out that just now, Ming Qianzong had taken advantage of the blood and evil aura to fill the vicinity, blocking his vision and divine sense, and had already lurked away!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, just as Wu Fan had captured a trace, a sneer came from behind him.

"Hehe, this time I'll see where you run, go to die!"

As soon as these words fell, a terrifying pressure suddenly came from the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was a piece of blood and evil aura that was rapidly rolling, finally forming a three-zhang large blood-colored hand, slamming down fiercely.

Wu Fan's pupils shrank. He dared not neglect it in the slightest and immediately threw out the Sky Piercing Rod.

Compared to the blood-colored hand, the Sky Piercing Rod, like an ant, instantly transformed into a giant of ten zhang, like a giant pillar, quickly rotating, with golden electric arcs permeating it, frantically spinning to meet it.

As soon as the two came into contact, bursts of loud noises like thunder erupted.

So an amazing scene appeared. The seemingly powerful blood-colored hand actually had no resistance at all. As soon as it touched the Sky Piercing Rod, it was stirred into pieces, turning into blood and dissipating into nothing.

"Damn it, I almost forgot your weird lightning. If I catch you today, I must first figure out what kind of lightning this is!"

Only a scolding sound was heard from behind, but Ming Qianzong's figure could not be seen.

However, in the direction of the voice, a black dragon with its teeth and claws suddenly emerged out of thin air, more than ten zhang long, with a ferocious and evil appearance.

The dragon opened its bloody mouth between shaking its head and wagging its tail, biting towards Wu Fan without any politeness.

This scene naturally shocked Wu Fan, because he sensed that the pressure on this dragon was extremely strong, but strangely, he did not sense the aura of a living thing.

With a turn of his eyes, he immediately shook his body. The next moment, a golden light filled out, covering a radius of about three hundred zhang, instantly covering the dragon.

As a result, a strange thing happened. The dragon, which was originally extremely fast, suddenly paused, as if it was being suppressed by a huge force. Not only did its speed slow down by more than half, but even its body was slowly falling to the ground.

"Sure enough, it's not transformed from spiritual energy!"

Wu Fan instantly understood. No wonder he would sense that special terrifying pressure. You must know that his Golden Yuan Heavy Light has no effect on intangible things, but this dragon is not like a demon beast, so there is only one possibility.

But even so, Wu Fan was still surprised and curious about this dragon.

So he reached out and pointed to the sky, and the Sky Piercing Rod, like a giant pillar, slammed down, accurately hitting the dragon's body.

Under the suppression of the Golden Yuan Heavy Light, this dragon was naturally unable to dodge.

With a muffled sound of rumbling, a large pit was smashed out of the ground, and smoke filled the air, but there was no scream.

After the smoke dissipated, the dragon finally revealed its original shape, which turned out to be a short halberd with a black surface.

Upon closer inspection, this treasure was actually a top-grade ancient spiritual weapon, at the same level as the Wind Control Chariot and the Myriad Sword Reverence Chong.

This scene surprised Wu Fan a little. The sect where Ming Qianzong was located was indeed inherited from the ancient times. Including the Wind Control Chariot, there were actually two top-grade items, and there was also a pseudo-spiritual treasure with terrifying power.

However, even though he was shocked, Wu Fan's mood became heavy at this moment, and there was no more ease on his face.

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