Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Without the support of his body, Master Hanli, whose vitality was severely damaged, seemed so vulnerable when facing Yang Qian's full-strength attack of Jingshen Thorn.

The head that was originally tightly wrapped in blue flames was now shaking in the air, and the blue flames were swaying like a candle in the wind.

Suddenly, the black short blade flashed again like a ghost and hovered directly above Master Hanli's head.

With a look of horror on his face, the short blade seemed to merge into the void and disappear without a trace.

However, in just a moment, the short blade mysteriously appeared on the other side of the head, like an assassin in the dark night, silently.

Then, a bloodstain as thin as a hair emerged from the center of the head, and then quickly expanded, like a gaping bloody mouth.

Almost at the same time, thunder rumbled in the sky, and Yang Qian's figure emerged strangely in a dazzling silver arc. He stood several feet away from the head, and without a word, he rubbed his hands quickly, and then swung them violently.

The thunder was deafening and a huge electric net took shape in an instant. Like a punishment from heaven, it mercilessly enveloped the terrified head.

The head split into two in the middle, and a ball of blue light wrapped around Master Hanli's Nascent Soul shot out from inside.

The Yuanying opened its small mouth and a blue flying sword flew out of it.

The flying sword grew wildly in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became a foot in size, and it slashed at the golden net without any hesitation.

Before the giant sword was actually chopped down, the astonishing spiritual pressure on the sword had already caused the golden net to shake violently.

Yang Qian's face changed slightly, and with a thought, the golden arc in his hand became a little thicker.

After a loud "bang", the blue and golden light collided with each other. The blue giant sword was indeed powerful. After a few slashes, it tore a hole in the golden net.

Although it was only about a foot in size, it was more than enough for the Nascent Soul that was following closely behind.

When Yuanying pinched his hands together, his figure disappeared with a whoosh.

More than ten feet outside the golden net, a blue light flashed, and the Nascent Soul appeared again.

It actually used teleportation and escaped in an instant.

Yuanying showed an expression of surviving a disaster, and waved his tender white hands to attack the giant sword behind him.

The blue flying sword suddenly shrank in size, and tried to fly out from the gap.

A fierce look flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, and he snorted coldly. He pinched his hands together, and the nearby golden net made a loud thundering sound, and at the same time it shrank. The gap that had just appeared disappeared in the blink of an eye. At the same time, countless golden arcs wrapped around the blue flying sword, layer after layer, densely packed.

Even though the flying sword had been cultivated by Master Hanli for many years and its power far exceeded that of ordinary magic weapons, it was still shaky when it was touched by so many golden arcs and made explosive sounds. Its spiritual light flickered and was finally completely covered by the golden light.

Yang Qian waved his hand again, and the Xuhuang Cauldron appeared in front of him. He flicked his hand back, and a strand of black hair shot out from the cauldron and swept towards the Nascent Soul of Master Hanli who was more than ten feet away.

Master Hanli, who was trying hard to take back his life treasure, was shocked when he saw this. He glanced at the flying sword reluctantly. He could only grit his teeth, and a blue light flashed around him before he disappeared again.

The next moment, Yuanying appeared next to the Qianlan small cauldron on the other side.

This time, it turned its head again with a slight hesitation, and its eyes fell on the unicorn phantom where it was originally.

Although his spell was forcibly interrupted and his body was destroyed, the black jade token trapped in the Qilin was still flashing with light and was not affected at all.

But at this moment, a faint purple shadow was floating beside the Qilin phantom, staring at the Nascent Soul with cold eyes, as if without a trace of emotion.

When Master Hanli met his eyes, Ji Ling shuddered, his heart sank, and the last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.

"Zi Liu" sound.

The Nascent Soul did not hesitate and pounced onto the cauldron, then disappeared into the cauldron.

Then the small tripod made a strange sound, and suddenly rose into the air by itself. After a few flashes, it appeared at the passage leading to the cave entrance.

However, the fluffy black hair was unable to catch up with the Nascent Soul that had teleported several times in succession, and it disintegrated and disappeared along the way.

Yang Qian had trapped the flying sword with the evil-repelling divine thunder. Looking at the distant Nascent Soul, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. With the sound of thunder behind him, it turned into a silver arc and chased after the Nascent Soul.

Master Hanli would not stay there and wait for Yang Qian to catch up. He drove the tripod into a ball of blue light and shot into the sky.

After two more teleportations, they were almost at the entrance.

However, Yang Qian was still about seventy or eighty feet behind him.

The Great Elder of Xiaoji Palace felt relieved and was about to teleport once more to drive the Qianlan Ding to open the entrance when suddenly a few rays of cold light flew out from a nearby black jade mine and rolled towards the Ding.

Master Hanli did not take the cold air from the black jade seriously. The blue flame on the small tripod rose slightly, and he wanted to repel the cold light.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

The color of these strands of black jade cold air changed drastically in the blink of an eye, from a misty cold light to a red and silver flame. As soon as they came into contact with the dry blue ice flame on the cauldron, they merged into the blue flame, completely ignoring the appearance of the ice flame.

Then there was another flash, and it disappeared into the small tripod in the blink of an eye.

The Qianlan Ding shook, followed by Master Hanli's abnormal roar of shock and anger. Two strange flames suddenly appeared on the cauldron, and then intertwined together, making a rumbling sound.

The tripod glowed brightly and grew wildly as it shook, becoming several feet in size in the blink of an eye.

The blue, red and silver flames on the cauldron suddenly split into two, each occupying half of the cauldron.

In the blue flames, the Nascent Soul of Master Hanli appeared.

It looked towards the opposite side in shock and anger.

In the red-silver flames, a fist-sized fire crow and a mini pony suddenly appeared, making a few low sounds from their mouths, looking surprisingly leisurely.

At this critical moment of life and death, Master Hanli naturally could not continue to hold on.

He let out a sharp roar from his Nascent Soul's mouth, and then a blue flame fiercely pounced towards the opposite side.

The fire crow and the pony suddenly leaped together and merged into one, becoming a flying horse with wings on its back. It flapped its wings nonchalantly, and the red-silver flames all over its body swept away.

There was a bright light and a loud roar between the two, it was so intense!
This two-winged Pegasus is the result of the fusion of the True Fire of the Moon and the Essence Fire of the Sun.

This strand of true fire had already begun to communicate with spirits, and Yang Qian had summoned it from the magic circle without knowing when, and quietly ambushed it at the entrance of the cave. Relying on the mysterious jade cold air that he had swallowed in the past few days as a cover, he launched a surprise attack, and it really succeeded.

Although due to the scarcity of Taiyin True Fire and Sun Essence Fire themselves, they are unable to control the cauldron immediately.

However, the Nascent Soul of Master Hanli was also unable to do anything with the two true spirit fires, and could no longer successfully drive the cauldron away.

At this moment, Yang Qian below, after using all his magic power to perform lightning escapes several times, arrived near the small cauldron. The Nascent Soul in the blue flame saw that it could not take back the Qianlan Cauldron for the time being, and a look of panic appeared on its face in an instant.

Suddenly, a ball of blue light shot out from the tripod and flew into the sky.

This Yuanying actually gave up the fight for the tripod and fled alone.

When Yang Qian saw this, a strange look flashed across his face, but then he raised his hand without hesitation, and a small emerald green ruler appeared in his hand.

Yang Qian uttered a few low spells, and at the same time, the seven-colored Buddha light flashed in his hand. The small green ruler suddenly emitted a bright green light, and after a slight tremor, it disappeared from his hand, but the next moment, it suddenly appeared above Master Hanli's Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul was greatly shocked upon seeing this, and made a hand gesture, ready to teleport away again.

But the green ruler above his head trembled slightly, and a silver lotus as big as a bowl emerged from the ruler.

When the lotus turned upside down, as soon as it started to spin, the sound of Buddhist chanting came out, and at the same time a seven-colored light curtain spurted out from the lotus.

Master Hanli only felt that as soon as the Buddha's light reached his body, his true energy suddenly condensed and his Nascent Soul became unable to move.

Yuanying's little face immediately turned pale.

Silver arcs flashed in the sky, and Yang Qian's figure emerged from the void, looking down coldly.

This green ruler is naturally the Eight Spirit Ruler, the magical treasure that Yang Qian obtained from Kunwu Mountain that day!
Although he has also only cultivated two levels of the Tongbao Jue, its power is truly amazing. In terms of attacking the enemy alone, even if it cannot be compared with the Xuhuang Ding, it is slightly stronger than the Xutian Ding in the original book.

Of course, the reason why he could now subdue a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage was mostly because the other party only had a Nascent Soul body left. Last time, he wanted to drive out the cold air in the Xuanyu Cave, so he used some extremely powerful secret technique, which had consumed most of his magic power.

Otherwise, the Nascent Soul of a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage would have already solidified and become extremely stable, and it would not have been possible to obtain it so easily.

Although he had unexpectedly subdued the opponent's Nascent Soul with the Eight Spirit Ruler, Yang Qian did not say any nonsense. He immediately raised one hand and spread out his five fingers.

At the same time, golden light flashed at the fingertips. Amid the low sound of thunder, five golden arcs shot out and transformed into five golden snakes as thick as thumbs. They bit the Nascent Soul in the Buddha's light, then circled and transformed into several golden ropes, which tightly bound the Nascent Soul in place.

Yang Qian's hands did not stop moving. After a flick of his sleeves, several restriction talismans flew out, and then various colors of restriction lights flashed on the body of the Nascent Soul.

Then he flicked the storage spirit ring with one hand, and after turning his palm over, more than a dozen silver needles appeared in the palm of his hand.

Strands of silver light flashed and disappeared, and these silver needles penetrated into the vital parts of the Nascent Soul's body.

The Nascent Soul body of Master Hanli suddenly twitched, and then the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

After seeing this scene, Yang Qian finally felt relieved. After clapping his hands, a half-smile appeared on his face.

Seeing Yang Qian retract the green ruler and let it float down in front of him, Yuanying showed a resentful expression.

It stared at Yang Qian with extremely cold eyes and its lips tightly closed.

Obviously, the Great Elder of Xiaoji Palace was well aware that since the two sides had already fought to this point, begging for mercy would only bring humiliation upon himself.

Perhaps the only thing he regretted was that he did not use the secret technique to end his Nascent Soul before being restricted.

Now that he has been completely subdued by Yang Qian, he can forget about self-destructing his Nascent Soul.

Yang Qian looked at the restrained Yuanying of Master Hanli, smiled slightly, and without saying a word, he shook his sleeves, and a small emerald green bottle flew out and flashed to the top of the Yuanying's head.

Yang Qian gently tapped the vial.

The mouth of the bottle turned upside down, and white light kept flowing inside. A stream of rosy light spurted out, sweeping the Yuanying of Master Hanli into the bottle.

Then Yang Qian raised his hand and attacked Qian Lan Ding in the distance.

The two true spirit fires immediately enveloped the cauldron and shot towards this side. After a flash, they disappeared into the sleeves and disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Yang Qian put away the green bottle magic weapon and turned into a purple rainbow and fled downwards.

A moment later, there was a flash of purple light, and Yang Qian's figure reappeared above the pile of rocks. He looked around, raised his eyebrows, and a look of indifference flashed in his eyes.

Bai Mengxin, who was originally trapped in the silver light curtain, was now lying on a piece of rubble at the edge of the rubble pile, with blood flowing from her body. A hole as big as a bowl was pierced through her lower abdomen, and she had turned into a corpse.

The woman's essence, blood, spirit and energy were completely gone, and she clearly looked like her Infant Soul had left her body.

Looking up into the air, next to the Qilin phantom, the puppet stood motionless, as if it had not moved at all since Yang Qian left until now, but in front of it floated the black tortoise dragon scale shield and a faint sharp blade, flashing a faint spiritual light.

About forty or fifty feet away, five human-shaped skeletons stood shakily side by side. The gray-white demonic energy that had originally covered the sky had disappeared. One of the skeletons was still holding a light green storage bag in his hand, while another one was playing with a small ball of black flame with both hands, which flickered constantly.

Yang Qian's expression remained unchanged. With a sweep of his spiritual power, he connected with the soul in the humanoid puppet. In an instant, he understood what was going on.

When Bai Mengxin saw Yang Qian destroy Master Hanli's physical body and then fly after his Nascent Soul, she was finally so frightened that she even self-destructed several ancient treasures in order to forcibly break through the light curtain formed by the Black Turtle Dragon Scale Shield and try to fly away.

However, when Yang Qianlin left, the humanoid puppet had already been ordered not to let anyone here escape.

Naturally, he unceremoniously drove the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife, which unexpectedly pierced her lower abdomen and destroyed her physical body.

Then the woman's Nascent Soul left her body and was smashed to pieces by the humanoid puppet using a thunder and fire bow and golden thunder and wood arrows, causing the woman to disappear from the world.

As for the middle-aged man in green over there, he was ultimately unable to withstand the siege of the five demons. Even his physical body, Nascent Soul, and several treasures were completely devoured by the five demons, leaving only his storage bag and the remaining bit of extremely cold flame.

“Hehe! It’s indeed the Black Water Ice Flame, one of the three great cold flames!”

Yang Qian let out a light breath, smiled, and then waved to the five demons in the distance. Immediately, the storage bags and the black cold flame in their hands flew straight towards them and were in their hands in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qian took a closer look at the storage bag and casually put it into his arms. He became interested in the black cold flame.

After a brief hesitation, he narrowed his eyes and suddenly rubbed his hands together. (End of this chapter)