Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Why, Fellow Daoist San, are you still a little tempted by the proposal of Qian Huan Sect's kid?"

Among the Qi-training disciples, a middle-aged monk with an ordinary face suddenly spoke. Then he raised his hand and waved at a silver-white flying knife hovering in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the flying knife flashed across like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant beheaded all four terrified disciples of the Demon Flame Sect who were in the Qi Refining Stage.

The whole process is so fast that no one has time to blink.

After a few pops, the four big heads rolled down one after another, and blood flowed out.

Then, after a flash, the flying knife magic weapon turned into a silver-red shot and flew back, landing in the hands of the middle-aged monk.

The man with the scar just now was unexpectedly killed by the middle-aged monk who suddenly released him from behind.

But this person, who was originally only in the Qi Refining Stage, now showed advanced levels of cultivation in the later stage of Foundation Establishment. No wonder the scarred man was beheaded without even a trace of reaction, without noticing.

Seeing this bloody scene, the old man surnamed San's eyebrows trembled slightly, and there was a hint of fear in his cloudy eyes.

Although the middle-aged monk in front of him has not yet condensed into golden elixir, he is very famous among the many monks in the foundation building period. He is nicknamed "The Beheading Maniac". Every time this person takes action, he will behead the enemy without leaving any chance of survival.

"Since I have decided to defect to your Yuling Sect, I naturally won't regret anything. It's just that although this person doesn't have much friendship with me, he has met me several times after all. This time, he also He told me, but he died just like that, so it is normal for me to feel a little emotional." The old man surnamed San took a deep breath, calmed down the turmoil in his heart, and said calmly.

The middle-aged monk raised his lips slightly, smiled meaningfully, and said, "If fellow Taoists can think like this, that would be the best. In fact, Du Dong, the young master of Qianhuan Sect, promised to lead several of your sects. The plan of low-level disciples to leave Tianluo Kingdom and go to Mulan Grassland, if you think about it carefully, is extremely inappropriate. Thinking from afar, this journey is more than thousands of miles?

During this period, there are dangers everywhere, and various emergencies that may be encountered are unpredictable.

Furthermore, Qianhuan Sect is now in trouble and cannot protect itself. How can we protect you again? I think that Du Dong'er basically used you low-level monks as bait to lure away several inspection teams from the Tiandao Alliance so that Qianhuan Sect could leave Tianluo Kingdom. "

When the old man surnamed San heard this, his eyelids twitched again, his lips moved slightly but he didn't say anything.

"More than a month ago, Patriarch Yang of the Tiandao Alliance had secretly discussed for half a day with Patriarch Dongmen, the great elder of our Yuling Sect. As far as I know, not to mention the Ghost Spirit Sect that escaped from the devil's path many years ago, even the new The rising Blood Killing Sect has actually secretly joined the Tiandao Alliance.

Nowadays, the five demonic sects have ceased to exist in name only. Except for me, the Yuling Sect, the Qianhuan Sect, the Demonic Flame Sect, the Tiansha Sect, and the Hehuan Sect are all doomed. "The middle-aged monk's tone was cold, and his eyes revealed fierce murderous intent.

At this moment, the auras around the remaining Qi Refining Stage disciples also suddenly changed. They swayed slightly, and their bodies actually showed the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage. It turned out that these seemingly Qi Refining Stage disciples were actually all The foundation-building monk of the Yuling Sect.

"As long as your promise remains unchanged, I will do my best to serve your sect." The old man surnamed San sighed helplessly and replied.

"Haha! Don't worry about this, fellow Taoist San. The fact that you independently cultivated a fourth-level monster in the Tiansha Sect has already become a good story. Your talent in beast control is really rare. Really extraordinary qualifications!

As long as this battle is over, the master will personally accept you into our Yuling Sect. Compared with your hard training in the Tiansha Sect without anyone to guide you, how much better it is. I heard that you use the method of controlling beasts to live in the Tiansha Sect. It is not very comfortable. When you come to our Yuling Sect, you will not be able to do it. So troubled

Speaking of which, being able to kill this person with one blow is all thanks to the fact that the master specially asked me to bring a few breath-condensing charms before leaving. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to hide this person's consciousness. Not easy. "The middle-aged monk glanced at the headless corpse on the ground and said rather proudly.

"Oh?

I have heard a little about the title of Revered Master. He is quite famous among the alchemy monks. It is said that he is the direct disciple of the great elder of the East Gate of your sect, the famous Fairy Hanyun Zhihan. If I am lucky enough, It would be a true blessing to be able to join his sect. "A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the old man in black robe, and his tone showed unconcealable joy.

"That's natural! Brother San, how could you not know that our master and Uncle Liu Yu in the sect call our Yuling Sect the 'Shuang Jiao'? They have magical powers and are outstanding among the pill-forming monks. No one knows about them. No one knows." The middle-aged monk explained with pride.

Afterwards, the two of them started talking softly in the cave.

at the same time.

On the majestic main peak of Qianhuan Sect, a bluestone square looks particularly solemn.

On the high platform, a middle-aged man with a veil covering his face stood side by side with an old man wearing a soap robe and white hair, expressionless, as majestic as two mountain peaks.

The mana on the two of them surged like a tidal wave, and they turned out to be two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks.

They looked down at the square below. Hundreds of Qianhuan Sect disciples were like stars, bright or dark, shining with various auras.

Among these disciples, those in the pill-forming stage, foundation-building stage, and even the Qi-refining stage all looked solemn. Although they were anxious and fearful in their hearts, they also maintained due respect and remained silent.

But there was also a trace of anxiety and fear in their eyes, like fallen leaves in autumn, swaying in the wind, obviously they were extremely uneasy.

"Fellow Daoist Du, are these all the disciples of your sect? It's really a gathering of heroes, each with extraordinary talents. However, I don't seem to see Du Xiaoyou, the legitimate son of fellow Taoist, here. I wonder where he went?" The disheveled man The middle-aged man's eyes were piercing, and he naturally showed the majesty of a superior person, speaking in a calm tone.

As soon as his words fell, the atmosphere in the square instantly became tense. Although these disciples could not hear the words of the two Nascent Soul masters, they could not help but think about it when they saw the two people on the high platform seeming to be talking.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Tiansha is joking. The disciples in our sect are all incompetent disciples. They have some potential at most and are not worth mentioning." The white-haired old man shook his head and twitched the corner of his mouth, "As for my incompetent disciples, The boy should be going to the front line to gather information at the moment."

Listening to his words, the middle-aged man with disheveled hair is none other than the leader of the Tiansha Sect - True Lord Tiansha.

And in this Qianhuan Sect, there is naturally only one person who can talk to True Lord Tiansha like this. This white-haired old man is the leader of Qianhuan Sect. "Haha, a tiger father has no dog sons. Fellow Daoist Du is really a good teacher." True Lord Tiansha said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Tiansha, you came here alone, are you ignoring the disciples of your sect?" Upon hearing this, the leader of the Qianhuan Sect asked with a gleaming look.

"Those useless trash acted as pawns to block the Tiandao Alliance's attack, so they have made the most of their use." A dazzling purple aura flashed across Zhenjun Tiansha's face, and his tone was as cold as ice.

"So that's it. Fellow Daoist Tiansha acted with unparalleled decisiveness!" Upon hearing these words, the leader of the Thousand Fantasy Sect couldn't help but twitch in the corners of his eyes, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

As the leader of the Tiansha Sect, the other party actually used the entire sect as bait to lure away the main force of the Tiandao Alliance's invasion. He came to Qianhuan Sect alone to keep an appointment. He was so ruthless and decisive, even if he was also a giant demon lord. The leader of Qianhuan Sect could not help but be moved by it.

"This move was a last resort. The Hehuan Sect had the traitor Xue Shazong as an internal agent, and the whole army was wiped out in just a few days. If I hadn't set a bait, wouldn't I have followed in the footsteps of the Hehuan Sect?

Fellow Daoist Du summoned all the disciples of the Qianhuan Sect here, presumably to disperse them and draw the attention of the Tiandao Alliance, right? Otherwise, given Du Xiaoyou's status as Taoist Friend's legitimate son, he wouldn't be here. I'm afraid he would have already evacuated in advance and headed south. "Tiansha Zhenjun raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and his words were full of wit.

In the silence, the leader of Qianhuan Sect slowly spoke, with a hint of caution in his tone that was not easily noticeable:

"Fellow Taoist Tiansha, your vision is so sharp, I really can't hide this from you."

He paused for a moment, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, and then he changed the subject and said:

"Half a year ago, I sent Junior Brother Nong from Huanyong Hall to get in touch with Sun Daxian, one of the four great immortal masters of the Tuwu tribe. Once we step into Tianlan Grassland, we will be protected by the Tuwu tribe. With them With the support, we will have the confidence to re-establish the sect in the grassland. When the time comes, no matter how amazing his magical power is, Yang Qian can overwhelm the group of cultivators. Is it possible that he can break into the Tuwu tribe's lair?"

"Tianlan Grassland, isn't it Mulan Grassland?"

True Monarch Tiansha frowned slightly, with a hint of astonishment on his face, "By the way, the Great Immortal Master of the Tuwu Tribe is also an existence equivalent to the late Nascent Soul among us monks, right?

No wonder the Mulan people suffered repeated setbacks and defeats in the battles with the Tubul people. The Mulan people's new divine masters seemed to be no match for the great immortal masters of the Tubul people. Moreover, the Mulan people now only have three divine masters left. , I am afraid that it will not be long before the genocide is wiped out. "

"Mulan Grassland is just a term used by the Mulan people. It is said that what the Tuwu people worship is a sacred beast called Tianlan, so it is called Tianlan Grassland." The leader of the Qianhuan Sect explained in this way and sneered, "The Tuwu tribe There is no doubt about the strength of the four great immortal masters. Each of them is an old monster who has been famous for hundreds of years. I am afraid that even if Yang Gan goes to Tianlan Grassland, he may not be able to escape unscathed."

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Du does not believe what happened in Luan Ming Sect that day." True Lord Tiansha suddenly narrowed his eyes and said lightly with a flash of light in his eyes.

The leader of Qianhuan Sect sighed deeply, with an unbelievable look in his eyes: "Only one person can compete with two great monks in the late Nascent Soul realm, and even defeat them. Even if it is not A life-and-death battle, just a sparring session, is enough to shock the entire world of immortality!

To be honest, it was hard for Du to believe this kind of thing, but there were various signs that Yang Qian really did it. Based on the magical power he has shown, is he already approaching the state of becoming a god?

This is truly appalling!

However, the reality in front of me no longer allows me to have any doubts.

The power of the Tiandao Alliance is overwhelming and wants to kill me. We, the demons, have no choice but to save ourselves. "

A trace of depth flashed in his eyes and he continued:

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the great god-transformer who appeared once swept across the entire Tiannan with his invincible appearance, and no one could compete with him!

However, not long after he integrated all the forces in Tiannan, he suddenly and mysteriously disappeared and never appeared again. Now it seems that Yang Qian may not need to set foot in the realm of god transformation at all. It is not impossible to dominate Tiannan with just his magical power and the Tiandao Alliance he controls. "

When True Lord Tiansha heard this, his brows were deeply furrowed and a look of helplessness appeared on his face. He slowly shook his head and said in a cold tone:

"The matter has come to this point, and we really have no way out. The Tiandao Alliance is like a broken bamboo, and no one can stop its advance. Otherwise, how could we be forced to prepare to leave our homeland and go far away."

His eyes flickered and he looked around, as if he was looking for something: "By the way, why haven't fellow Taoists from the Demon Flame Sect arrived yet? The negotiation period is approaching, and in this situation, being late is not a wise move." In his words, there was something revealed. There was a hint of surprise and uncertainty.

"Fellow Daoist Ming has been in the Demon Flame Sect for more than three hundred years. He possesses the magical power of 'Netherworld Flame'. His strength is not weaker than that of you and me. Unless he encounters the main force of the Tiandao Alliance, he should not It took so long." The Qianhuan Sect's leader's face also changed slightly, with a trace of hesitation in his tone.

"What Fellow Daoist Du said is reasonable, but this situation is not impossible." True Lord Tiansha frowned, and there was an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

At this moment, a soft man's voice suddenly came from all directions. Although the sound was not loud, it reached the ears of the two people very clearly.

"I see. No wonder I didn't see True Lord Tiansha himself at the mountain gate of Tiansha Sect. It turns out that my fellow Taoist has actually come to the main altar of Qianhuan Sect. Hehe, you two are really rare to have affection and righteousness. In addition, , Fellow Daoist Du, Yang also brought Mr. Ling back to reunite your father and son."

Along with the ripples in the space, a handsome young man in black robe appeared out of thin air in the void a hundred feet away from the high platform. His face was calm and there was a hint of joking in his tone, as if he was an old friend with the two of them.

This person is clearly Yang Qian.

"How is it possible? You actually broke through the mountain-protecting formation of our Thousand Fantasy Sect without a sound!" The leader of the Thousand Fantasy Sect screamed, his face suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he looked at True Lord Tiansha , an ominous premonition surged in my heart.

However, his eyes inadvertently fell on the object in Yang Qian's hand, which seemed to be a round object.

Yang Qian, however, seemed unaware and did not care at all about the drastically changed expressions of True Lord Tiansha and the leader of Qianhuan Sect. He waved his hand lightly, and a black shadow flew out with a whoosh, drawing a thrilling line in the air. The arc leads directly to the high platform.

As the black shadow turned, its true face gradually emerged. It was the head of a young man, which seemed to still be warm, and there was still an indescribable look of horror on his face.

"My son!"

The leader of Qianhuan Sect shrank his pupils, roared in pain, and watched helplessly as the head rolled in the air. (End of chapter)