Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 297 Forbidden Infant
More than ten feet away from the golden net, purple clouds flashed, and the Nascent Soul appeared again.

Wan Tianming actually used teleportation and escaped in an instant.

Even so, his little Nascent Soul looked a little embarrassed at the moment. His face was full of shock for the rest of his life, and he waved his white and tender little hands to strike at the giant sword behind him.

The blue flying sword suddenly shrank in size and wanted to fly out of the gap. Yang Qian's eyes flashed with a sharp look, he snorted coldly, and made a seal with his hands. There was a loud thunderclap from the nearby golden net, and he shrank at the same time. The gap disappeared in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, countless golden arcs wrapped around the blue flying sword, layer after layer, densely packed.

Although the flying sword had been refined by Wan Tianming for many years and was blessed by the "Tianluo True Thunder", its power far exceeded that of ordinary magic weapons. However, it was still crumbling amidst the explosions of so many golden arcs of evil-warming thunder, and the spiritual light suddenly appeared. It flickered from darkness to light, and was finally completely covered by the golden light.

And Yang Qian waved his hand again, and the white arc of the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder flew out of the void. With a flick of his backhand, the arc shot out from his fingers and swept towards Wan Tianming Nascent Soul, which was more than ten feet away.

Wan Tianming, who was trying his best to take back the magic weapon of his life, was shocked when he saw this. He glanced at Feijian with great reluctance. He could only grit his teeth and the purple clouds around him flashed and disappeared again.

The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the void with a solemn face. It was Wan Tianming!
He appeared next to the Xuanhuang Mirror on the other side, and then turned to look at Yang Gan with hatred on his face.

Wan Tianming was in a desperate situation at this moment, his body was destroyed, his magic weapon was trapped, and he couldn't help but feel endless hatred in his heart.

He knew that if he could return to the helm of Wanfa Sect, Wan Sangu, a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, could help him seize the body and avenge this bloody sea of ​​​​blood.

But the Xuanhuang Mirror in front of him was his only hope of escaping.

Wan Tianming's thoughts were swirling in his mind, just as he was about to activate the Xuanhuang Mirror to escape.

However, he saw that not only did Yang Qian not look anxious at this moment, but he had a strange smile on his face.

At the same time, Yang Gan's voice sounded: "Want to leave?" His voice was cold, without any warmth.

Wan Tianming's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he had time to think about the cause of this sudden change, somewhere in the sky above the Xuanhuang Mirror suddenly trembled violently.

There, there is an invisible air current surging, making the space undulate like water.

Immediately, a thick white electric arc burst through the void like a spiritual snake, bursting out from the waveless place!

"not good!"

In an instant, Wan Tianming's soul trembled, he was horrified, and he shuddered. Nascent Soul's small body couldn't help but staggered, and he almost lost his balance!

His heart sank completely, and the last trace of luck was completely wiped out.

And the little face of Nascent Soul immediately turned gray.

Before Wan Tianming came to his senses, the white electric arc was roaring like a spiritual snake, and its speed was no less fast than Nascent Soul's teleportation.

Before he could figure out the situation, the electric arc had flashed past like a ghost, and it had wrapped around Nascent Soul in an instant.

I saw the arc of electricity bending slightly, like a spiritual snake biting, biting Wan Tianming's Nascent Soul tightly, with such force that it seemed to swallow the Nascent Soul whole.

Nascent Soul wanted to struggle, but found that he had been tightly bound by the arc and could not move at all.

Wan Tianming's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he seemed to have made some kind of decision, but before he could make any move.

A crackling sound!
The white arc exploded violently, and its powerful thunder and lightning power made Wan Tianming's Nascent Soul cry out in pain.

At that moment, the coercion on Yuanying's body dissipated instantly, and was replaced by a strong force of thunder and lightning, constantly impacting his Yuanying and soul.Wan Tianming only had time to scream, and then he was directly shocked by this powerful arc and almost fainted.

next moment.

The surrounding air suddenly stagnated, and a dazzling electric arc flashed. Yang Gan's figure emerged from the void, looking down coldly.

Although the "Gengjin Tribulation Thunder" deployed in advance unexpectedly restrained the opponent's Nascent Soul, Yang Qian was extremely cautious towards Wan Tianming, the leader of the sect.

He didn't say any nonsense, he immediately raised one hand and spread out his fingers.

Golden light flashed at the fingertips at the same time. Amidst the low thunder, five golden arcs shot out and turned into five golden snakes as thick as thumbs. They bit the Nascent Soul in the purple clouds and then circled. Later, it turned into several golden ropes and tied the Nascent Soul to the same place.

As for the white electric arc that originally bound the other party, Yang Gan opened his mouth and inhaled it into his body again.

The refining time of "Gengjin Tribulation Thunder" is still short, and it still needs to be warmed and nourished in the Dantian for refining.

Even so, Yang Qian's hands kept moving. After flicking his sleeves, several more forbidden talismans flew out, and then all kinds of forbidden auras flashed on Nascent Soul's small body.

Then, he flicked the storage spirit ring with one hand. After turning his palm over, more than a dozen silver needles appeared in the palm of his hand.

A flash of silver light disappeared, and these silver needles plunged into the vital points of Yuanying's body one by one. Wan Tianming's Yuanying's body suddenly twitched, and then the divine light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian was really relieved. After clapped his hands, a half-smiling expression appeared on his face, he glanced around, stretched out his hand, and took a picture of the "Xuanhuang Mirror" next to him.

The simple black-yellow mirror lost its owner's control, and the mirror surface that originally shone with mysterious light gradually became dim.

However, under the control of Yang Qian's spiritual consciousness, it spun around, shrank in an instant, turned into a stream of light, and flew straight into his palm.

Yang Gan only felt his palms getting cold, and the Xuanhuang Mirror floated quietly above his palms.

"Xuanhuang Mirror!"

Yang Gan's eyes were filled with joy and he rubbed the mirror.

This mirror is about half the size of a palm, with a simple shape and a deep copper-green color. The edge of the bronze mirror is engraved with exquisite patterns, the curves are gentle and smooth, and there are strange animals circling around the mirror, which is lifelike.

There seems to be a strange energy hidden in the bronze mirror.

After playing with it for a moment, Yang Gan showed a satisfied look.

This kind of extremely powerful ancient treasure only needs a simple sacrifice to be effective in a battle.

However, the flower basket has lost its spirituality due to this.

Yang Qian turned to look at the damaged ancient treasure of the flower basket. His eyes stayed on it for a moment, and he couldn't help but shook his head with regret.

This ancient treasure is quite useful in the battle of magic. Unfortunately, it is not easy to be effective when facing powerful opponents at close range. It is also restrained by magic weapons other than the Five Elements. This time it was directly destroyed by the Xuanhuang Mirror, which is considered the end. It's the last of its strength.

(End of this chapter)