Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 400 Demon Flame
"And the body refining technique you practiced. I remembered it. It is very similar to the Diamond Art, one of the five major body refining techniques of the human race in the spiritual world, but it is a little different. I faintly felt the magic power of the holy world. trace.

Sure enough, you are not an ordinary monk in the human world. Your current level of body training alone is rare even in ancient times. "Old Demon Sanyang" said with a cold face and uncertainty.

"Hey, a dying person is too curious. Do you need to know so clearly? You should just be a fool." Yang Qian smiled faintly, but the words in his mouth were extremely cold.

"Hmph, what a loud tone! If my cultivation level is not damaged, you can't even break a finger of mine with your strength." Hearing this, the 'Sanyang Old Demon' frowned inadvertently, thinking in his heart Full of anger, his mouth grinned, and a ferocious look appeared again.

Without saying a word, he stamped his feet in the void. His body shook and brought out an afterimage, which suddenly disappeared from the sky.

Yang Gan's face remained as calm as a mountain, but he was not despised in his heart.

Instead, he increased his vigilance by twelve points, like a tiger facing an enemy, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

Ancient Demon, this existence that once made all high-level monks above the god-transformation stage fearful, even though Yang Qian appeared not to care about it on the outside, deep down, he did not really underestimate this opponent.

However, when Yang Qian scanned the surroundings with a consciousness comparable to that of a great monk in the late Yuanying period, he was unable to detect any trace of the ancient demon.

This discovery made him narrow his eyes slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, he was worthy of being an ancient demon. This concealment method alone was enough to make ordinary monks helpless.

With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian calmly opened his eyes, blue light flashing in his eyes.

The spiritual power of the Ming and Qing Dynasties was brought out easily by his familiarity and skill.

Suddenly, he raised one hand, and the golden arc on his arm shot out like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole.

The golden arc was like a golden sky net, falling from the sky and covering the seemingly empty place.

In an instant, there was lightning and thunder, and roars came and went.

A strange scene has appeared!

In a place that originally seemed empty, a black light suddenly flashed, and the "Sanyang Old Demon" suddenly appeared in that corner.

As soon as he appeared, countless large and small golden arcs gathered from all directions, and fell straight down from the top of his head. Such suddenness made him slightly startled.

However, his face immediately darkened, his shoulders shook slightly, and a large afterimage emerged.

After Golden Arc landed, those afterimages disappeared one after another, but his true body was as weird as a ghost, with no trace at all.

Yang Gan pursed his lips tightly, with blue light flickering in his eyes. He turned his head and looked to one side, but his other arm suddenly raised and turned in another direction, as if he was aiming at something.

In an instant, a thunderbolt sounded, and a thick golden arc shot out from the palm of his hand, aiming directly at a seemingly ordinary place six or seven feet away.

However, at the moment when the golden arc ejected in front of him, the figure of the "Old Demon of Three Yangs" appeared right there, as if he had taken the initiative to move forward.

He could only watch helplessly as the thunder roared and the arc of electricity struck him.

"Old Demon Sanyang was really surprised this time. It could be said to be a fluke, but to be able to find him accurately twice in a row is definitely not a coincidence. The other party can really see through his whereabouts.

This time, Yang Gan's attack was extremely precise and landed just in front of the "Old Demon of Three Yangs".

I saw the golden arc of light flashing across like lightning, but the "Old Demon of Three Yangs" could not avoid it. His eyebrows stood upright, and a ball of black-red magic flame suddenly spewed out from his mouth, rushing straight towards the golden arc of light. .

With a soft "pop" sound, the flames and golden arcs collided in mid-air, but like a drop of water dripping into the fire, they instantly turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared.

"Hey!" Yang Qian's expression changed slightly, and he was surprised.

He had known that this ancient demon had a way to resist the evil-repelling divine thunder, but he did not expect that the black-red flames were so terrifying and could compete with the evil-repelling divine thunder.

However, in this surprise, Yang Qian also noticed something strange about the "Old Demon of Three Yangs".

The moment the magic flame dissipated, the old demon's face seemed to turn pale slightly. Although it was fleeting, Yang Qian's eyesight was so sharp that he noticed it immediately.

He thought to himself: "This black and red demonic flame is definitely not an ordinary thing. It is probably related to the soul power of Jingyuan." Just as this thought flashed through his mind, another golden arc flashed past.

Zizizi!
As soon as the 'Sanyang Old Demon' extinguished the golden arc, his body suddenly looked out and twisted strangely, like a huge spring that was suddenly compressed to the limit.His figure suddenly looked out, and his whole body seemed to turn into a spiritual snake in the darkness, which was strange but could not be ignored.

His figure suddenly stretched incredibly, as if breaking through the limitations of space, and instantly appeared in front of Yang Qian like a ghost.

"Jie Jie Jie!" After the 'Sanyang Old Demon' smiled sinisterly at Yang Qian, he hit hard with a pair of fists wrapped in demonic energy, with a trace of black and red flames on them.

Yang Qian didn't look alarmed, and after taking half a step back, there was a thunderous sound behind him, and a pair of strange wings emerged from the purple light.

Then there was a thunderclap, and Yang Qian quietly disappeared in the silver arc. Although his body was extremely powerful now, he was unwilling to directly resist the opponent's black and red flames.

When the "Old Demon of Sanyang" saw this, he was startled at first, but then he sneered as soon as he glanced at it.

"Thunder Escape Technique! I know a lot of things. But it's a pity, hehe..."

Amidst the sarcastic laughter, the 'Sanyang Old Demon' turned into a black air and disappeared out of thin air.

Somewhere more than twenty feet away, Yang Qian emerged with a thunderbolt, but almost at the same time, black energy appeared behind Yang Qian, and the "Old Demon of Three Yangs" also appeared suddenly.

There was a hint of ferocity at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of fists slammed down unceremoniously, as if they were going to pierce Yang Gan's body.

However, there is no black and red flame attached to the fist at this time. It seems that the opponent cannot activate this magical power all the time.

Yang Qian didn't look back, his consciousness instantly sensed everything behind him.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Gan's eyes turned cold. The original golden light on his face and hands suddenly became more dazzling. In an instant, the layer of golden scales that had appeared became more and more transparent. The "Old Demon of Three Yangs" As soon as the fist hit his body, there was a harsh sound of metal friction, and it was completely bounced away without any effect.

(End of this chapter)