Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 252 Douji Yin, Tiandu Monster Corpse
Patriarch Jiyin's pupils shrank, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cold look appeared on his face.

"You dare to play tricks on me, do you really think that with the evil-proofing divine thunder, you can do whatever you want in front of me?"

Immediately, Patriarch Jiyin shook his sleeves without any hesitation, and suddenly, a strong demonic energy surged out from his wide sleeves.

This demonic energy was black, surging like a torrent, like a ghost in the dark night, with cold and cruel killing intent.

In the blink of an eye, this black demonic energy rolled around in front of the Jiyin Patriarch and gathered into a huge black python. The python's eyes were scarlet, and its mouth was hesitant and hissing, revealing a bloodthirsty ferocity.

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming crowd rushed towards Yang Qian.

Seeing this, Yang Gan sneered, raised his right arm, and with a dazzling golden fist, he hit the giant python unceremoniously.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and demonic energy burst into the air. When the black smoke settled, the giant python was broken into pieces starting from the head, turning into a pool of black mist and dissipating between the sky and the earth.

Patriarch Jiyin's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly stretched out his two palms. Hearing a "Zila" sound, a ball of fire as black as ink floated on the palm of his hand.

"My Tiandu Corpse Fire is not comparable to what it was a hundred years ago!" Jiyin Patriarch said, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the black fireball violently threw it.

The black fireball flashed for a few seconds, then turned into a thick black rainbow and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yang Qian's expression remained unchanged, he shouted low, flicked his sleeves, and there was a thunderous sound on both arms, and a layer of thick arcs emerged, with golden light shining and dazzling!
Yang Gan opened his fingers, and a golden electric dragon rushed out from his arm, just in time to hit the menacing black fireball.

"Evil God Thunder!"

When Patriarch Jiyin saw this, his heart sank, and he hurriedly wanted to make a secret and cast another spell, but it was already too late.

The golden dragon roared, and opened its huge mouth to swallow the black fireball. There was a loud rumble, and under the flash of golden light, the black fireball was enveloped by countless golden arcs, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The demon-killing effect of the evil-dispelling divine thunder is not comparable to that of ordinary spells.

"My friend Jiyin's Tiandu Corpse Fire has become a big success? After Yang advanced to Nascent Soul, he always wanted to learn it, but he didn't expect that it didn't seem to be much different from a hundred years ago." Yang Qian put his hands behind his face and looked at him. There was a hint of sarcasm.

Jiyin Patriarch had an angry look on his face and immediately patted the storage bag on his waist.

Suddenly there was a loud buzzing sound, and a line of blood light more than three feet long shot out from the mouth of his storage bag, swayed in the air, and reached the top of Yang Gan's head, turning into a bloody long knife, mercilessly One slash down.

Before the light of the sword fell, a thick smell of blood hit him first.

Yang Gan's face darkened, he raised his neck, opened his mouth suddenly, and a small golden-green sword spurted out of his body.

The sword flashed, and it teleported towards the bloody sword.

With a "clang" sound, gold and blood rays of light intertwined, and after the bloody sword let out several whining sounds, it was chopped in two by the golden-green flying sword, and the remains fell straight down.

"what?!"

At this time, Patriarch Jiyin lost his composure, and his expression suddenly turned gloomy.

"If you didn't have the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon, how could you have broken my ancestor's magical power so easily."

Jiyin Patriarch said in a cold voice full of hatred. Without waiting for Yang Qian to respond, he squeezed the magic formula with both hands, and his fingers changed rapidly like afterimages.Yang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the familiar fluctuations of the technique, and raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, in the empty place ahead, the space suddenly became vaguely distorted, and with a squeaking sound, a humanoid monster crawled out from inside.

The monster was covered in green, wearing a set of dark and shiny iron armor. It had bare hands and extremely sharp nails that were inch long. It had a mouth full of burnt yellow fangs and looked at Yang Gan with a ferocious smile.

Yang Qian looked at it with interest for a few times, and then, there were a lot of "squeaking" sounds, as many as eighteen.

These green monster corpses formed an arc, and a strong and smelly corpse gas came down the wind.

"Tiandu Monster Corpse!"

Yang Qian was naturally familiar with this kind of corpse refining. It was made using a special method recorded in the "Xuan Yin Sutra". It has strong healing ability and is extremely fast, making it difficult for ordinary monks to form pills. Escape.

"It's only a frog in the well like you who regards Tiandu Monster Corpse as a treasure." Yang Qian curled his lips and said disdainfully.

Then he hooked his fingers without hesitation, and the storage ring between his fingers suddenly flickered.

With a "Pfft" sound, a large fist of light flew out from it. After circling, it landed in Yang Qian's hand, revealing a simple black-bone bone fan.

This fan is only five inches in size. It is divided into two colors: black and black. The surface of the bone fan is densely covered with charms and spiritual patterns, one layer after another. In the center of the fan, there is an extremely ugly and ferocious three-legged figure. When the bird and beast shook slightly, the black and two-color aura on the bird and beast changed erratically, and countless rune marks appeared from time to time.

It is the kite bone and jade fan.

"Storage Spirit Ring?! And this treasure, it's such a big deal!" Jiyin Patriarch screamed, his old eyes full of shock.

However, after the shock, Patriarch Jiyin's eyes showed greed again, and his heart felt slightly cruel.

Obviously, he had no way out and knew that even if he gave up and begged for mercy now, Yang Qian would not spare his life.

I saw that he kept making secrets in his hand, pointed towards Yang Qian from a distance, and spat out a word viciously.

"go with!"

Following the loud shout of Jiyin Patriarch, the eighteen Heavenly Demon Corpses rushed forward and passed away in an instant, and then in the next moment they had arrived not far away from Yang Qian.

As the demon corpse swayed, the armor on its body made crisp metal collision sounds.

"Hmph!" Yang Gan snorted expressionlessly when he saw this. He held the handle of the fan with one hand, gathered all his magic power, and aimed at the side with the most corpse fire in Tiandu, and slapped him hard.

For a moment, all the mana in his body was shot out with the fan, and half of it was sucked away. Fortunately, he had expected this situation.

Moreover, as the mana fluctuations stopped, a frightening roar of an alien beast came out from the Yuan Bone Jade Fan. The bone fan suddenly shook, and a piece of black light separated from the fan, surged out, and then condensed into the middle. He made a terrifying skeleton bird and beast two feet in size.

"Chirp—"

The bird beast roared into the sky, its bones all exposed, flashing with a cold light, its wings fluttered and spread out, and the roar was like a strong wind, tearing apart more than a dozen trees around it.

There was only a loud "boom" sound, and the strong shock wave shook the stone wall not far from the two people to pieces, and rocks flew apart.

(End of this chapter)