Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 163 Fishing in Troubled Waters, Gold Pattern Mask

The man surnamed Yao and the man surnamed Yun tensed up. Hearing this somewhat familiar words, before turning around to look back, there was a loud "boom" sound, and then a glaring purple light suddenly exploded behind them. Several waves of jumping and churning purple lightning suddenly appeared. When the bodies of the two men touched the purple lightning, they were shaken immediately and turned into scorched black and fell down.

The two of them didn't even utter a word, they died instantly, and hit the ground with a plop, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Swish twice.

Two small gray bags flew out from the corpse whose face could not be seen clearly, and landed in Yang Gan's palm along a parabola.

Yang Qian curled his lips in disgust and put away some spiritual stones and materials in the two bags.

Then his hands behind his back fell to the ground.

Around the body, several magical artifacts that were broken into two halves were falling crookedly into the cave. The dim aura showed that these magical artifacts had been completely damaged and could not be used again.

Just now, Yang Qian didn't even use the body-protecting spiritual shield. He directly destroyed these magical weapons with just the physical body of the Vajra Art, without even a small piece of skin being damaged.

As for those low-level demon cubs in the Qi refining period, they are being swallowed by silver balls all over the sky at this moment. They are the gold-eating insects bred by Yang Qian. After more than ten years of cultivation, they have already shown some effect.

Bursts of buzzing sounded suddenly, and instantly became extremely ear-piercing and sharp, which made many low-level disciples in the Qi refining period exhausted to deal with. Hundreds of thumb-sized silver beetles densely covered the bodies of these demonic disciples.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"What monster is this?!"

"Senior, spare your life!"

"Give me a good time!"

In just two or three breaths, the bodies of the low-level monks in the magic way who were taken care of extra were eaten up by the gold-eating insects all over the sky, without even leaving their bones.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the other demonic disciples also changed from big to small, and then from small to nothing at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was nothing left to be devoured by the gold-eating bugs, and then the buzzing sound became louder again, turning into silver Guang, returned to Yang Gan's spirit beast bag.

As for everyone's storage bags, because Yang Qian had already given the order, they had not been eaten by the gold-eating insects, otherwise they would have been devoured by hundreds of gold-eating insects.

Yang Gan casually put away the storage bags of these demon monks, and there were a few small silver beetles floating in his palm, with a satisfied look on his face.

If you look carefully, you will see that several thin gold threads are faintly exposed on the carapace of these silver gold-eating insects. They have obviously grown up after more than ten years.

"That's right, it's not in vain for me to spend the cultivation of Spirit Pills. Although I don't have the cultivation ability of my Junior Brother Han, I can still be a helper. Besides, there are other cultivation methods in the future." Yang Gan chuckled and remembered In the original book, the secret method of cultivating gold-eating insects of the Tuhu tribe in Tianlan Grassland, with a flash of light in their eyes, they put away all the spirit insects.

Only then did Yang Qian turn around and look at the Xuanyang Land and the Fire of the Earth's Lungs. He recalled that he and Xin Ruyin were refining the formation flags and formation disks here, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

After a moment, Yang Qian suddenly turned around and flew out of here, staying in mid-air, with the entire hill in his sight.

With a sudden wave of his hand, a purple thunderbolt smashed the hole in the land of Xuanyang, and it was buried in a rumble. Yang Gan released more than ten formation flags, covering up the destroyed bamboo houses and hills again. stand up.

In this way, with Yang Gan's current attainments in the formation, even ordinary alchemy monks may not be able to find this place if they don't check carefully.

Speaking of which, the hill here is actually not of much value, it is just the old land of Yang Gan and Xin Ruyin, so I tried my best to protect it, if it is really discovered by the monks of the magic way in the future, there is no way of.

As for the teleportation mark that was originally left in it, after Yang Qian sensed the changes in the Gate of the Universe, he was able to set up another place, and there was no need to return here again.

"In this way, there is another chance to save his life." Yang Gan smiled lightly, looking into the distance, he found a group of low-level monks in black and masked in the sky, led by several foundation-building stage monks.

"Huh? That's the symbol of the Demon Flame Sect!" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

Just now in the land of Xuanyang, before several low-level monks died, Yang Gan got some information about the magic way.

More than ten years later, the Yue Kingdom has long since fallen and was divided up by the six demonic sects. As for the Yuanwu Kingdom, it is not much better. Fantasy sect competition.

The six demonic sects are also secretly harboring evil intentions, and the internal strife continues, causing the low-level monks from the two nearby countries who have not yet fled to complain. In addition to joining the affiliated forces of the six demonic sects, the rest of the casual cultivators and recalcitrant factions are hiding everywhere. If you are not careful, you will lose your life and lose both your life and money.

The Tiandao Alliance, composed of more than a dozen countries and sects including Beixi Kingdom, Huayu Kingdom, Tianlu Kingdom, etc., although there are no great monks from the late Nascent Soul stage, is actually the most powerful one.

This is a loose alliance, and the principal sect is naturally the Luan Ming Sect, with Long Han and Feng Bing, two mid-Yuanying monks, in charge.

Together, the two of them have magical powers that can fight against the monks in the late Nascent Soul, so they can gain a foothold among the four major forces.

The overall strength of the alliance is stronger than either of the two forces, good and evil, but it is unable to defeat the combined forces of good and evil, so the war has entered a fierce stage.

The comprehension circles in several nearby countries were in chaos for a while.

"Just fish in troubled waters, get some spirit stones and materials, and then go back to Chaotic Star Sea, but I have to cover up my identity." Yang Qian's heart moved, and he immediately understood that now was a good opportunity.

The south of the sky is in chaos, many forces are in a mess, even within the same alliance, they all have their own ideas, and there are even alien races on the grasslands in the south who are eyeing it, which is suitable for taking advantage of the chaos and looting.

To die for the daring, to starve to the death of the timid.

Taking advantage of the fierce fighting between several factions, any patrol team that encountered them was robbed by them.

If you can beat it, grab it, if you can't beat it, run away.

Thinking like this in his heart, Yang Qian took out a golden mask from the storage spirit ring. With an inexplicable breath.

"Golden pattern mask." Yang Gan stroked the cold touch of the golden mask, showing a satisfied smile.

This object, called the "Gold Pattern Mask", was a magic weapon that Yang Qian asked a master craftsman he knew well to forge when he found Elder Zhou of the Holy Palace Patrol Team on Tianyuan Holy Mountain when he was in the spiritual world.

(End of this chapter)