Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 458 Hell

Hellfire.

It is one of the "Seven Forbidden Lands" of the Jin Dynasty. It is located in the southeast of the Jin Dynasty and has existed since ancient times.

In this land of fire, which is equivalent to half a state, almost no colors can be seen except black and red, and the area that stretches for countless thousands of miles is dotted with countless large and small volcanoes.

Some are as high as ten thousand feet, and some are only more than a hundred feet, like hills.

As for these volcanoes, some have extremely red mountain passes, flashing with astonishing fire, some are lifeless and turn black, and some are simply rumbling continuously, with lava surging with terrifying heat.

Over this land, there is a thick layer of black and red fire clouds. On the ground near each volcano, it is dark, with an unknown layer of volcanic ash deposited there.

There was also a stinging sulfur smell in the lower altitudes. It was extremely hot, and the temperature was far from comparable outside.

But in such a place where mortals cannot survive, there are some monks who often appear with their weapons. Some of them fall down from time to time and pick up some things from the ground. Some of them plunge directly into a certain crater and disappear.

The monks who dare to enter the volcano are all high-level monks with a high level of cultivation.

Although the Hell of Fire is a dangerous place where mortals cannot survive at all, it is also a place where various fire-attribute materials are easily found.

In the true sense, one of the "Seven Forbidden Lands" does not refer to such a wide area on the ground, but only refers to a large mountainous area in the center of Hell.

This entire area was shrouded in thick red mist, stretching for thousands of miles and no one knew how vast it was.

Only this red mist is the real forbidden area. When monks enter it, few leave alive.

Therefore, usually no monks can be seen near this sea of ​​fog.

However, on this day, at the edge of the fire mist in a certain direction, there was a sudden flash of light in the sky, and a bright purple rainbow came through the sky, and in an instant it was more than a hundred feet away from the edge of the fire mist.

The light gradually faded away, revealing the figure of a young male cultivator.

He was wearing a black robe, his face was as sharp as a knife, his eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were starry, and his expression was indifferent.

It was Yang Gan who finally arrived at this hell after several months of long journey after leaving Nanhai Gate.

During this period of time, he successfully refined the essence and demon elixir of the red fire dragon.

However, what was disappointing was that it did not bring any significant improvement in his practice of the Dragon Transformation Technique, which made him give up his intention to continue hunting such dragon beasts.

After a brief pause, Yang Qian threw away many thoughts.

As soon as he appeared, he quickly glanced around, and then his eyes fell on the sea of ​​fog not far in front of him.

This red mist was very different from the mist Yang Qian had seen before. Such a vast sea of ​​mist was lifeless, with no sound coming from it and no movement at all.

"Hell."

Yang Qian put his hands behind his back and stared at it with a faint expression for a while. With a flash of inspiration, he shot out again, and the purple startling rainbow plunged into the sea of ​​fog.

As soon as Fang entered the sea of ​​fog, the purple aura of Yang Gan's body protection came into contact with the red fog, and an astonishing crackling sound erupted.

Under the intertwined flashes of red and purple auras, the momentum was astonishing and seemed to be getting more and more intense.

Yang Qian was slightly startled and frowned. After flying more than a hundred feet, he flicked his finger on the storage ring.

There was a flash of blue light, and a dazzling spiritual object flew out. After circling, a delicate green belt appeared.

It is inlaid with four beads of different colors, sparkling.

It was the treasure that Yang Qian got from Wen Tianren many years ago - the Four-Elephant Panlong Belt.

This object is inlaid with four kinds of strange beads to protect against wind, fire, water and dust. It also has the miraculous effect of calming the mind and calming the soul. It is also a rare treasure.

At this moment, in order to save mana, Yang Qian sacrificed it.

He muttered something in his mouth, and tapped the four elephant dragon belts with one hand.

whoosh-

The treasure swung around and immediately wrapped around Yang Gan's waist like a spiritual snake.

The fiery red beads among them suddenly bloomed with brilliance, and streams of red light jetted out. In the blink of an eye, Yang Gan was covered by a layer of fire.

Strangely enough, after the red mist came into contact with the fire-attributed mask, the original explosions immediately stopped abruptly, and all were easily passed by the mask without any impact.

When Yang Qian saw this, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body was activated. In an instant, the speed of escaping light increased several times.

In this sea of ​​fog, his spiritual thoughts were greatly restricted. With Yang Qian's amazing spiritual consciousness, he could only sense the appearance of a small area nearby.

You must know that at this moment, Yang Qian's spiritual consciousness is as powerful as that of ordinary great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.

If it were other mid-Nascent Soul monks who came here, it would probably be even worse.

Yang Gan came to this so-called "Hell of Fire", one of the seven forbidden places, naturally for the legendary "Sun Essence Fire".

In the original work, after Han Li searched the soul of Master Hanli, the great elder of Xiaoji Palace, he finally revealed the location of the Sun Essence Fire, which was hidden in the hell.

The Sun Essence Fire is one of the necessities for refining "Yang Shui".

Of course, for Yang Qian, although Huiyang Water is rare in the human world, its value still seems to be inferior to that of the Sun Essence Fire itself.

After all, the potential contained in the Sun Essence Fire is huge. Once it is combined with the "Tai Yin Essence Fire", its power will transcend the mortal world and even shine in higher-level interfaces.

Yang Qian was originally in Huayun Prefecture in the southeast of the Jin Dynasty, which was not too far from the Hell of Fire. Therefore, after leaving the Nanhai Gate, he just pondered for a moment and decided to come to the Hell of Fire first to subdue the sun's essence fire before proceeding. Next step.

However, this fire hiding place is really dangerous and dangerous. Even if Yang Qian knows the original work, he can't say he is 100% sure.

This fire comes and goes without a trace, and being in this hell, it is extremely difficult to catch it.

Otherwise, Master Hanli, as the great elder of Xiaoji Palace and a late-stage great monk who has been advanced for a long time, would have known the whereabouts of the fire, so how could he not have come to collect it.

In the original work, even if Han Li possessed the Taiyin Fire in advance, he still had to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage before he dared to try the Hellfire.

However, the situation of Yang Qian and Han Li was different.

Not only is his strength not inferior to that of the later great cultivators, but most importantly, he holds the Gate of Heaven and Earth in his hands and has an escape route unmatched by all cultivators. Naturally, he is full of confidence.

Even if you really can't conquer the Sun Essence Fire this time, as long as you open up the map, you can come over and give it a try at any time in the future.

With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian had already been flying away for half an hour. He looked at the sea of ​​​​heating fog around him and frowned inadvertently.

It is worthy of being one of the seven forbidden areas of the Jin Dynasty. Not only can the power of thunder and fire transformed by the fire spirits and earth spirits be seen everywhere, but also many unimaginable fire-attribute monsters live in this mountain range under the red mist.

There are many high-level ferocious beasts at level six or seven among them. Once surrounded by more than a dozen high-level ferocious beasts, ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators may also perish. What's more, the most dangerous thing in this sea of ​​red fog is not these monsters.

Yang Qian was thinking in his heart when he suddenly sensed something. His eyes flashed coldly, he raised one hand and flicked his fingers on one side.

There was a flash of purple light, and a sword energy shot out in a flash, disappearing into the red mist.

There was a strange cry, and then a black shadow stumbled out from the depths of the mist. It turned out to be a light red demon bird several feet long, with a pair of blue eyes and a purple crown on its head.

But one of the open wings was stained with blood, and bright red animal blood was pouring out from a big hole in his fist.

This bird seemed to be extremely ferocious. Although it was seriously injured, it still pounced on Yang Gan viciously.

But this is not a strange thing. Fire-attributed monsters are originally much more cruel and violent than monsters with other attributes.

Seeing this, Yang Qian snorted coldly and held his right hand empty.

On top of the demon bird's head, a giant purple hand several feet in size instantly appeared.

The next moment, the giant purple hand suddenly grabbed the demon bird's body and held it tightly in his palm. The demon fluttered violently, but could not move at all.

Yang Gan's eyes were cold and he clenched his right hand without hesitation.

Poof.

The body of the demon bird was squeezed hard by the big purple hands. In the flash of faint purple light, the demon was crushed into a pile of minced meat by the shadow of the big hands, and even the bones were turned into dregs and scattered from the air.

Without even looking, Yang Qian set up the escape light and went deep into the sea of ​​fog again.

As the sea of ​​fog deepened, the number of monsters appearing became more and more frequent. In a short period of time, more than a dozen monsters were killed by Yang Gan.

On one of these occasions, five or six fire apes, about ten feet in length, appeared at the same time and pounced on them together.

If it were an ordinary early Yuanying monk, he would naturally be in a hurry, but with Yang Qian's current cultivation level, it is naturally not worth mentioning.

He just opened his mouth and spit out the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword, which was a few inches in size, and gently killed four fire apes known as bronze heads and iron arms.

However, when Yang Qian went deeper into the journey, he finally encountered his first real trouble.

At this moment, more than ten feet away in front of him, a bright red light group of about ten feet was changing constantly.

Sometimes it changes into the form of a tiger or wolf, and sometimes it changes into the shape of a demon bird. It has no real fixed form at all, as if it is an invisible thing.

Yang Gan looked at the object coldly, then suddenly raised his hand and slashed away with several silver-white sword energy.

As soon as the white light passed by, it was easily chopped into several pieces, but once the sword energy collapsed, the red light gathered in the middle again, and it effortlessly returned to its original state.

Yang Qian couldn't help but frown, and then he made another seal with his hands. Mu suddenly opened his mouth, and a blue-purple light beam spurted out. It just flashed, and a hole as thick as a bowl was pierced in the center of the light group.

It was Yang Qian who used the purple fire of Tianluo's true skill to refine the dry blue ice flame again, compress it, and spray it out with powerful spiritual power.

In this way, its power is naturally no small matter.

Although this time, the light group still shows signs of recovery, the healing speed is obviously much slower than before.

"The Fire Evil Spirit is really a bit tricky. It's only possible to achieve this level with the combination of Tianluo True Skill and Qianlan Ice Flame." Yang Gan touched his chin and murmured to himself.

But at this moment, the red light group on the opposite side changed its form and turned into a red demon ghost, spitting red flames and flying straight towards this side.

Yang Gan's face darkened, he clapped his hand in the air, and repeated his old trick. Suddenly, a giant purple hand appeared above the demon ghost's head. He fished it down like lightning and grabbed the demon ghost in his hand. One force.

Under the flash of red light, the demon ghost's body was silently shattered.

But the next moment, these red lights merged together nearby and recovered again.

There was a sneer at the corner of Yang Gan's mouth, his eyes moved, he was making spells with his hands, and he was mumbling words.

In an instant, a clear chirping sound came from the body, and then a purple light flashed on the shoulder, and a purple-red bird appeared, only a few inches in size, cute and exquisite.

There seemed to be countless cold gray-white sparks in this demon's body, looming, only about the size of sesame seeds.

It is the purple bird transformed by Shura's holy fire.

"Go." Yang Gan whispered two words.

As if he understood Yang Gan's instructions, the purple firebird suddenly spread its wings and flew out, shooting straight towards the red light on the opposite side.

On the way, the bird's size skyrocketed, and in a few flashes it reached the size of a foot. It opened its mouth and pecked at the ball of light.

Strangely enough, the purple bird pecked out a hole in the invisible body of red light.

After just a few consecutive blows, a hole as thick as the mouth of a bowl appeared, and the fire ball could not recover as before.

But this fire evil spirit seemed to have low intelligence and no pain at all. It just kept changing its shape as if it was slightly uncomfortable, trying to get rid of the purple fire bird transformed by the holy fire of Shura.

But the purple bird's pair of claws had already clung to the body of the fire spirit, and it remained motionless despite its various changes. However, the speed of its sharp beak pecked at it increased greatly, and almost in the blink of an eye, the fire was gone. Small half body.

When Yang Gan saw this scene, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"That old guy Xuan Gu is really not exaggerating. The power of Shura's holy fire is so powerful that not even fire-attribute mutants like the Fire Evil Spirit can resist it."

He put his hands behind his back and looked on quietly with an extremely relaxed expression.

It didn't take long for this unique monster in the Hell Fire to be completely eliminated by the purple bird transformed into the Holy Fire of Shura.

Then the purple firebird let out a long, clear cry, circled immediately, and flew back to Yang Gan's shoulder.

Turning his head slightly, Yang Gan stared at the spiritual purple firebird on his shoulder, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He discovered that this purple bird, which was transformed from the holy fire of Shura, might have shown signs of developing spiritual intelligence.

If it were to fight head-on with the Sun Essence Fire again, not to mention who would win, but after the two devoured it, would there be any new changes?

Yang Qian was really looking forward to this.

After a little hesitation, Yang Qian did not take back the purple firebird transformed by the Shura Holy Fire into his body.

After all, it is naturally impossible that there is only this group of fire evil spirits in this foggy sea.

Then, Yang Qian burst out with light, rose up from the ground, and disappeared into the sea of ​​mist again.

(End of this chapter)