Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

When Madam Mu saw this scene, she was naturally shocked and angry. She opened her mouth and several cold threads shot towards Yang Qian with the sound of breaking through the air. They were actually several silver flying needles.

At the same time, she flicked her sleeves, and a red cloud flew out and rolled straight towards the treasures.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian's face darkened and he opened his mouth, and a white crystal ball sprayed towards the flying needles. It was the snow crystal bead.

One hand reached back to grab the treasures in the air, and suddenly a purple hand appeared above the treasures and grabbed them. The other hand turned over, and an ancient feather fan appeared in his hand.

With a fierce look on his face, Yang Qianmian slapped the woman hard without any hesitation.

Last time, he was ambushed by the woman in the giant shuttle, and then trapped by the woman with a treasure. He had been extremely angry for a long time, so when it came to the crucial moment of seizing the treasure, he immediately used the Three Flame Fan without hesitation.

As a result, the silver needles were blocked by the snow crystal beads, and even if he tried to grab them with his bare hands, he was entangled by the woman's glow and could not fall.

But when the Three Flame Fan trembled, a stream of gold, silver and red flames gushed out.

When Mrs. Mu on the opposite side saw this scene, her face changed drastically.

She had witnessed the terrifying power of the Three Flame Fan with her own eyes, so she naturally knew that she could not withstand such power. In desperation, she could not care about the treasure and could only fly backwards.

After the three-colored flame missed its target, it still exploded in a flash, and the three-colored halo with a diameter of nearly ten feet released an astonishing spiritual pressure.

Although those treasures were on the edge of the Three Flame Fan's power, both Yang Qian's previous purple hand and Madam Mu's red glow were all dissipated and disappeared under the impact of this spiritual pressure.

Several treasures fell from the sky to the ground.

At the same time, a purple figure suddenly appeared. It was the humanoid puppet of the late stage refined by Yang Qian.

Driven by Yang Qian's magic power, the humanoid puppet was fully powered. Its body swayed like a shadow. With a bang, a hand shining silver like a sharp blade pierced into Madam Mu's back.

Mrs. Mu was horrified and was about to take action.

Yang Qian had expected this, and he snorted coldly with an icy expression, and a familiar scene appeared!

In an instant, Madam Mu screamed miserably, and blood oozed from her mouth, nose, eyes, and ears. Yang Qian's "Shocking Soul Stab" hit her head hard.

The silver palm of the humanoid puppet pierced into Mrs. Mu's back with a "puff" sound, and passed through her chest. Something in the palm of her palm was still beating.

Yang Qian didn't give Madam Mu any chance to breathe. He pointed from a distance and the stream of light transformed from the Gengjin Jielei Sword burst out.

"No!" Madam Mu's desperate voice was heard, and then a milky white jade ruler suddenly appeared and smashed out.

This ruler was really strange. Before it was actually pressed down, the sound of Sanskrit Buddhism suddenly came from the ruler. Countless milky white lotus flowers appeared in the air nearby, as if fairies scattering flowers. Each lotus flower was the size of a bowl, and each lotus petal was emitting seven-colored Buddha light, which not only covered the Gengjin Jielei Sword, but also the other humanoid puppet.

All the white lotuses burst at the same time at Madam Mu's delicate shout, and then transformed into a giant seven-colored lotus that blossomed one petal at a time. Countless Buddhist scriptures emerged from each petal, and the sound of Sanskrit resounded throughout the entire hall like thunder.

"Four Symbols Ruler!" Yang Qian was startled when he saw this, but then he sneered, "A replica of a Tongtian Lingbao, do you think it can fight against me?"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Qian's face darkened, and a layer of purple fluorescence appeared on his face. He pushed the Confucian secret technique to its full strength and uttered the word "break". The sound was not loud, but Madam Mu's Nascent Soul, which was about to jump out, heard it and felt that its entire body paused slightly, and its movements suddenly slowed down for a moment.

"Not good!" Madam Mu's heart sank, and she quickly called the Four Symbols Ruler to her front to protect her body.

Unfortunately, Madam Mu's body was severely injured and her vitality was already seriously damaged. In addition, her cultivation level was far inferior to Yang Qian's. In this instant, there was no possibility of her survival.

Yang Qian flicked dozens of spells with his fingers, and two flying swords, one gold and one blue, shot out from his sleeves.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The three swords merged into one, turning into a three-colored long sword that flashed again. In the blink of an eye, it moved to the top of Madam Mu's Yuanying head, and under her desperate and horrified gaze, it stabbed down with a sword.

A dazzling three-colored sword light flashed by, and with a click, the Four Symbols Ruler broke into two pieces as Madam Mu stared blankly. Her Nascent Soul didn't even have time to scream before it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Yang Qian stretched out his hand and calmly took back the three flying swords and the Five Heart Demons.

Although the Four Symbols Ruler is a replica of the Tongtian Lingbao Eight Spirit Ruler, its attack and defense capabilities are not strong. It is a magical treasure that can trap enemies. Therefore, it was unsurprisingly destroyed by the attack of Yang Qian's three thunder swords.

Yang Qian did not feel too sorry for this treasure. After all, the real magical treasure "Eight Spirit Ruler" was still under the Demon-Suppressing Tower in Kunwu Mountain.

When Yang Qian was thinking this in his heart, a purple light flew to his side, revealing a middle-aged man in a long robe with a dull face. It was the humanoid puppet he had refined.

The next moment, the humanoid puppet spread out his hands, and in the palm of his hand, a green round bead slowly floated.

"Mu Kui's demon pill!" Yang Qian then showed joy and took the wood-attributed demon pill of the tenth-level demon.

His thunder spirit root was originally mutated from the two attributes of water and earth, so he only needed to complete the three attributes of gold, wood and fire to have all five elements, and then he could practice the Yuanci Divine Light.

"It's almost done! After the trip to Kunwu Mountain is over, we will return to the Chaos Star Sea to try to practice the Yuanci Divine Light." Yang Qian showed a look of satisfaction, and then carefully put away the wood-attributed demon pill.

The humanoid puppet also disappeared again under the control of his mind.

He then glanced around and was about to take action when suddenly two beams of light shot out from the North Pole Yuan Light at the same time, and a bloody shadow, which was obviously the Yinluo Sect's great elder, Old Demon Qian.

In addition, there was a vague shadow, which looked like a lion or a beast.

It was obvious that these two kinds of escaping lights were proficient in some strange escape technique. They would either disappear out of thin air on the spot or suddenly turn into a residual image.

Yang Qian frowned when he saw this scene. A thunderous sound arrived above the treasures earlier than these people, but it was only one step ahead. The other two shadows appeared near the treasures almost at the same time. While attacking the people nearby, they used their magical powers to grab certain treasures.

"Token!"

The closest to Yang Qian were a wooden sign and the scroll that was glowing red. He didn't care about other treasures and immediately turned into a purple cloud and swept past, sweeping the two things into it.

When he was about to roll towards the nearby demon-subduing staff, more than ten blood-red light beams and a golden sound wave rolled towards his head at the same time.

Helplessly, Yang Qian could only frown, and the rays of light temporarily retreated to temporarily avoid these attacks.

The demon-subduing wand was immediately snatched away by the blood shadow that followed closely.

The lion-beast didn't even look at the other treasures, but desperately covered a piece of wooden sign that was scattered elsewhere, as if he was afraid that others would snatch it away.

Seeing that the blood shadow was about to grab the emerald green seal-shaped treasure, Yang Qian's mouth twitched, and a thick golden arc of electricity shot out. Amid the blood shadow's scream of shock and anger, he grabbed the "Dragon Seal" in his hand.

The next moment, he appeared near the Northern Lights and transformed into a purple rainbow and disappeared into it.

Not long after Yang Qian plunged into the Arctic Yuan Light, he ran head-on into the ugly woman transformed from the Black Rock Turtle.

The monster was now covered in a strange iron-blue armor. The originally indestructible silver light threads that hit it actually paused slightly and bounced back, allowing it to remain safe and sound in the Arctic Yuan Light.

But the strange thing is that the ugly woman wearing this armor just walked forward slowly step by step, and it seemed that she could not perform the escape technique.

No wonder the lion-beast shook it off and left first.

As soon as Yang Qian appeared in front of the monster, the ugly woman naturally saw him. After a moment of shock, it immediately showed a look of vigilance, and a black stick-like magic weapon appeared in front of it, and at the same time, a pair of eyes kept scanning Yang Qian. Yang Qian looked normal, and immediately looked back without hesitation, and was about to say something.

The ugly woman's expression suddenly changed, and she paused abruptly, staring at Yang Qian with horror on her face.

This made Yang Qian, who was about to speak, pause slightly.

"You took that thing, give it to me!" The ugly woman suddenly let out a piercing scream. Then she grabbed the black stick in front of her and shook it hard at Yang Qian. The stick-shaped treasure suddenly became several feet long. As it shook, countless black stick shadows appeared like a hill and pressed down on Yang Qian.

This ugly woman's face has turned into one of madness!

The mountain-like shadow of the stick made Yang Qian's heart tremble. He did not expect that the ugly woman Gui Ling had such a hot temper, but she did not show any fear. He immediately raised one hand, and his fist covered with golden scales went directly towards the shadow of the stick above his head.

The ugly woman in the distance was overjoyed when she saw this.

The stick in her hand was refined from the five metals collected from underground during the period of being trapped. After tens of thousands of years of continuous cultivation, it had already become an extraordinary treasure.

These illusory stick shadows may look insignificant, but each stick has a force of a thousand pounds. She is absolutely confident that the opponent's fist will be smashed into pieces as soon as it touches her.

Thinking of this, the monster became extremely violent.

He immediately exerted his full potential and poured some spiritual power into the stick, causing the stick's shadow to grow a little bigger. He was ready to kill Yang Qian right here and there to put an end to the trouble once and for all.

Seeing the ugly woman's ferocious look, Yang Qian immediately guessed what the other party was planning and couldn't help showing a sarcastic look on his face.

At the moment before the fist was about to touch the stick shadow, a crackling electric sound suddenly came out, and then an incredible scene appeared.

In a blue electric arc, the nearby silver light threads trembled and shot towards it upon hearing the buzzing sound. The dense Arctic Elemental Light gathered at such a fast speed that it instantly penetrated through all the stick shadows. The stick shadows that were originally so powerful were riddled with holes in the blink of an eye and dissipated into thin air.

“You can control the Northern Light!” The ugly woman screamed shrilly, as if someone was pinching her neck, her face full of shock.

"You frogs in the well only know that the Yin Ring of the Yin-Yang Ring protects you, and the Yang Ring controls the North Pole Yuan Light to attack the enemy. Little do you know that the Yin-Yang of Guishui Yin Lei is born with Yin and Yang Qi, and its ability to control the North Pole Yuan Light is even stronger than that of the Yin-Yang Ring!"

Yang Qian sneered, without stopping his hands' movements at all.

Although the level 10 Black Rock Turtle is rare in the human world, it would be very suitable to be captured alive and used as a mountain guardian beast. However, if the opponent is determined to die, Yang Qian will not hold back.

The body and spirit of monsters of this level are absolutely extremely rare top-grade materials.

Thinking this in his mind, Yang Qian didn't want to explain anything to this monster, and he once again made a few hand gestures with his left hand.

All of a sudden, the buzzing sound became louder, and in the midst of a leaping blue arc of electricity, the silver light threads within a range of dozens of feet were all under the control of the Guishui Yin Lei. With Yang Qian's mind moving, the surrounding Arctic Yuanguang immediately raised a silver wave, sweeping towards the ugly woman in the middle, wave after wave.

The ugly woman screamed, not caring to use the treasure to deal with Yang Qian anymore, and quickly spurted out a ball of black and red blood. With a pinch of her hands, the blood turned into a ball of blood mist that instantly wrapped around the armor on her body.

Then the armor changed from green to blood red.

At this moment, the astonishing silver waves of the Arctic Yuanguang had already come continuously, sweeping the ugly woman into it.

The armor on the ugly woman's body emitted a strange green and red light, desperately resisting the erosion of the silver threads, and made a harsh sound like metal friction.

Although the ugly woman had used the secret technique of suppression, it had previously relied on its armor to barely withstand the North Pole Yuan Light. Now it was facing attacks from silver threads that were several times more than before. Almost in the blink of an eye, the surface of the armor could not bear the load and countless small pits appeared.

The ugly woman looked extremely ugly, and suddenly she let out a sharp cry, rubbed her hands together and pressed them on the armor. Layers of gray-white strange light rippled out in circles, and a layer of rock-like thing emerged on the armor, forming a layer of protection on the outside, which slightly blocked the silver light threads and slowed down the erosion of the armor by the Arctic Yuan Light.

These gray-white foreign objects were also destroyed layer by layer by the silver thread, and the ugly woman had to use her true energy to cast spells to fill them up. Anyone could tell that it was only a matter of time before they were destroyed.

But even during this short period of time, Yang Qian, who was filled with murderous intent, would not give the monster any chance. He immediately cast several spells with both hands. Several thick blue arcs of electricity spun in the air, and the Northern Lights from the North Pole in the distance also responded with a dazzling silver light. Looking around, it was like waves rising and falling, and the momentum was amazing.

When the ugly woman saw this, her face turned as gray as the foreign objects on her armor. At Yang Qian's urging, the northern polar light in the distance rolled over here. Suddenly, the ugly woman's armor could no longer support it. The foreign objects on her armor had no time to emerge before they were completely destroyed by the silver light. The armor below began to show cracks inch by inch, and it seemed that it would collapse in just a moment.

The ugly woman finally showed a look of fear, her eyes rolled around rapidly, and her eyes were full of panic.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop and spare my life. I am willing to serve you as my master and be your spirit beast!"

When a corner of the armor collapsed, dozens of silver threads pierced through it, turning one of the ugly woman's arms into a bloody mist. The ugly woman was so desperate that she no longer cared about anything else and screamed.

For this Xuanyan Turtle Monster that has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, how could it be willing to die here?

"Be my spirit beast!" Upon hearing this, Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, his expression did not change much, but he still used Guishui Yin Lei to control the attack of Beiji Yuanguang and temporarily slowed it down.

"You treat me like a three-year-old child. The forbidden magic has no effect on a monster like you. How can I trust you and be my spirit beast?" Yang Qian said calmly as he looked at the ugly woman surrounded by countless silver threads.

Although he holds the monster's natal card, he doesn't think he can completely control it.

“There is no need for me to explain in detail. Just take a closer look at whether you have obtained a wooden tablet in Kunwu Temple. You will know it. That is my natal tablet that was restricted before I achieved enlightenment.” The ugly woman could see that Yang Qian still had murderous intent in his heart, so she said miserably without any hesitation.

"The natal Yuan card! There is indeed such a thing." Yang Qian nodded lightly.

He immediately slapped the storage bag on his waist without saying a word, and suddenly a blood light flew out of it, circling and falling into his hand.

It was that wooden sign!

A blue light flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, and only then could he see clearly what this thing looked like.

It was the size of a palm, with a layer of blood on its surface. A small gray-white thing like mist appeared on the front, moving slightly in the blood, as if it were a living thing.

Yang Qian's spiritual sense quickly swept upwards, and in the blink of an eye, a look of understanding appeared on his face. He pinched his fingers with one hand, and raised his hand to emit a ray of purple light.

Suddenly, a bloody light flashed on the wooden sign, and the small ball of gray-white mist dissipated immediately, but a black and white turtle pattern emerged in it.

“Xuanyan Turtle! Your original form is this kind of spiritual beast of heaven and earth, no wonder your defense is so amazing, and you can hold on for so long in the Arctic Yuanguang!” Yang Qian stared at the wooden sign for a long time, the blue light in his pupils faded, and he raised his head and said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist, you already know that I am not lying. This life token was personally refined by the three Kunwu elders. Now no one in the human world can refine this top-level life token. As long as we have this token, our life and death will be in the hands of the token owner." The ugly woman stood motionless in the North Pole Yuan Light and explained carefully, fearing that she would provoke Yang Qian's misunderstanding.

Hearing this, Yang Qian sneered, his voice calm but with an unquestionable tone:
"That being said, the fate of the natal token also depends on who holds it. If it falls into the hands of a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage, and wants to refine the token to make fellow Taoists obey his orders, I'm afraid that due to insufficient cultivation, they will be harmed by the restrictions on the token."

The ugly woman's face became even uglier, like a mottled bluestone, covered with traces of time and inner fear. She said in a bitter voice: "Could it be that even though you have this card, you still have doubts about my heart and soul?"

"Of course I am worried! Even if I can refine this card and restrain you at any time, your cultivation is profound, far superior to ordinary late-stage cultivators. If you are determined to die and fight back regardless of everything, I will find it difficult to resist you in times of crisis! How can Yang put himself in danger for a hidden danger that may backfire at any time? In this case, what's the point of keeping you?"

A cold light flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, and his face suddenly darkened.

At the same time, a thick blue arc suddenly lit up above his head, and the buzzing sound was deafening.

The silver threads surging in the electric arc were like flexible silver snakes, swimming in the void and instantly surrounding the ugly woman.

The ugly woman felt the cold and sharp electric arc, and her expression changed. (End of this chapter)