Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Human, you came for me." The humanoid red fire dragon was stunned at first, and immediately became furious after hearing Yang Gan's words. Green light flashed in its eyes and its mouth opened slightly and it said.

This demon revealed its snow-white fangs, making people shiver. At the same time, the surrounding fire pillars suddenly rose by three points, and the momentum became more and more astonishing.

But even though this dragon looks so ferocious, he is still feeling uneasy in his heart.

This human monk who rushed in was not only a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk, but he was also enigmatic in his ice-attributed purple flames. He was not afraid of the demonic fire that he had cultivated for many years, and most of his magical powers were disabled in one fell swoop. .

And for some reason, when it saw Yang Qian's calm appearance, it felt chills in its heart, and there was a faint feeling of impending disaster, which made the demon even more uneasy.

"Hey, coming here specifically for you? It's just a coincidence. After all, a mere eighth-level monster is not worthy of my mobilizing troops." Yang Qian smiled and said nonchalantly.

"You are so loud! You are just a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, yet you dare to be so rampant! If you want my demon elixir and essence, just let me turn you into ashes and go daydreaming underground. ." When the red fire dragon heard Yang Qian's words, it immediately jumped like a thunder as if its scales were touched.

Needless to say about the demon elixir, if it is lost, the innate magical power of the demon beast will almost disappear.

As for the soul, it is even more related to the life of the demon cultivator.

Yang Gan's understatement naturally angered the demon immediately.

In the rage, the dragon figure rolled in the pillar of fire. After a soft "bang" sound, the pillar of fire spread out in all directions. A red dragon that was seven to eight feet long and several feet thick suddenly appeared in the flames.

Now, it has put aside its original concerns, and just wants to tear Yang Qian into pieces, and then use the demon fire to turn it into nothing.

As soon as the dragon appeared in its demonic form, it opened its mouth fiercely, and a stream of lava-like red liquid spurted out, shooting straight towards Yang Gan.

Seeing this scene, Yang Gan raised his eyebrows slightly with an incomprehensible expression: "Let you see the real dragon!"

Yang Gan's eyes flashed slightly, and when he saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing an indescribable emotion, and the voice from his mouth was calm but contained some meaning.

"Let you see the true power of the dragon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soul-shaking dragon roar sounded from heaven to earth, and waves surged on the sea.

I saw Yang Qian pinching the spell in his hand, and the void behind him seemed to come alive, and a phantom of a dragon as red as flame burst out of the air.

At the moment of taking off, the phantom of Lihuo Dragon rushed into Yang Qian's Tianling Cap like lightning.

Yang Qian's figure suddenly swelled up, reaching a height of two or three feet in the blink of an eye. He was majestic and his whole body was shrouded in red light. Purple-gold scales squirmed under his skin and gradually appeared, flashing with a cold light.

On the forehead, a blood-red strange horn broke out of the skin, and the evil spirit overflowed.

Then, with a pop, a red dragon tail suddenly emerged from behind him, fierce and terrifying.

At this moment, Yang Qian looked like he was wearing golden scale armor, shining brightly, turning into a half-human and half-demon body, like a real demon god, which made people dare not look directly at him.

The red fire dragon opposite looked at all this, a look of surprise appeared on its head, its expression changed, and its eyes were full of horror.

At the same time, the red liquid sprayed by the demon exploded in front of Yang Gan, and the blazing demon fire jumped in it.

Facing the red fire liquid spurting out from the red fire dragon, Yang Gan's lips curved into a cruel smile. His right hand had turned into a sharp claw, with purple lightning swirling around the tip of the claw. He didn't even care about the demonic fire on the red liquid. He suddenly thrust out and stabbed into the blazing sea of ​​​​fire. Completely ignoring the heat and violence above the flame, he held on to the demonic fire tightly.

In the frightened eyes of the red fire dragon, Yang Qian gave him a hard squeeze.

Scoop!

The sound of "Zila" sounded loudly, and then the clouds of white air quickly rose.

In the horrified eyes of the red fire dragon, Yang Gan squeezed hard, and the raging flames immediately turned into wisps of smoke in his palm and dissipated in the air, without even breaking the scales on Yang Gan's palm.

When the red fire dragon saw this, there was a hint of fear in its eyes, but then a fierce light flashed, the red light on its body shone brightly, and it let out a loud roar that shook the sky. The sea of ​​​​fire near Yang Gan seemed to be responding to the roar. , the flames rolled non-stop, and then blew up a huge wave of fire more than ten feet high, violently pressing down on Yang Gan from both sides.

Yang Gan's actions just now directly aroused the ferocity of the red fire dragon, completely forgetting the monster's original idea of ​​escaping.

Yang Qian sneered when he saw this, rubbed his hands together, and then gently wiped them on both sides.

In an instant, a bright purple light bloomed from his palm, like stars twinkling in the night sky. Then, with a crisp sound, two huge crystal grids appeared out of thin air, about twenty or thirty feet in diameter, exuding a The faint purple luster actually blocked the fire waves on both sides.

At this moment, the red fire dragon in the distance suddenly swayed, its body shortened several times, and became about ten feet in size.

At the same time, the red fire dragon in the distance suddenly changed. With a flicker of its body, the monster's body shrank rapidly and became about ten feet in size.

Then, the fire liquid in its mouth solidified instantly and turned into a red light. After a "swish" sound, it turned into a red light and shot straight towards Yang Gan.

The speed was so fast that it was staggering. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of more than twenty feet and was approaching Yang Qian. Immediately afterwards, it raised both claws, looking ready to go.

It turned out that the dragon saw that the demon fire was ineffective, so he planned to rely on the demon body to forcefully approach Yang Gan, and then catch Yang Gan to death with an unexpected claw.

Seeing the red fire dragon approaching him in an instant, Yang Gan's expression did not change, and he was not panicked at all. Instead, the corners of his lips were raised slightly, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on his face.

"How can you not accept it when it's delivered to your door?"

The voice just fell.

Yang Gan's golden-scaled fist collided firmly with the red fire dragon's claws.

In an instant, the air around him seemed to be trembling.

It was a collision of forces, a confrontation between cold and heat, a contest between life and death.

The terrifying impact swept out, squeezing the surrounding airflow and forming a miniature tornado.

The sea water was split instantly, forming a huge pit dozens of feet deep.

Just hear a click.

Amidst the shrill screams, the red fire dragon flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off. Its speed was three minutes faster than when it rushed in. It was vaguely visible that one of its arms had been twisted and broken, and black and red blood sprayed out.

An imperceptible sneer curled up at the corner of Yang Gan's lips, and the sharp cold light in his eyes flashed away. (End of chapter)