Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Thunder rumbled as countless slender golden arcs shot out from his hands and wrapped around the black flames, imprisoning the black flames that had lost their owner and transforming them into a fist-sized golden ball.

With a flick of the storage spirit ring, a black ice box emitting cold air appeared in his hand. Yang Qian casually threw the ball into the box and put the box away calmly.

Then his gaze turned and fell on Bai Mengxin's fragrant corpse. After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly shook his sleeves and a ball of purple electric arc shot out.

After a "puff" sound, the corpse was instantly wrapped in the electric arc, but immediately a ball of white flame emerged from the corpse, and after a rolling, it swept away the surrounding flames, and then condensed into a ball of scorching white fireball, trying to drill into the corpse again.

This is exactly the Fengli Bingyan that Bai Mengxin practiced!
Sure enough, after the woman's soul was destroyed, the remaining extreme cold flame also returned to her corpse.

But Yang Qian, who was well prepared, would never let the cold flame retract again. He closed his five fingers with one hand and grabbed the flame in the air.

Suddenly, a huge hand transformed from the Shura Holy Fire appeared out of thin air above the cold flame and reached down like lightning.

He grabbed the ball of white flame in his hand, and his big hand immediately flew back.

Yang Qian grabbed the storage bag on the corpse with one hand again, and it flew up into the air and was also taken into his hand.

As for this ball of Fengli Ice Flame, Yang Qian naturally used the same method, imprisoning it with the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, and then putting it away in the Mysterious Ice Box.

Although most of these cold flames have dissipated and disappeared due to the death of their owner, what remains are their essence. If they can be used for one's own benefit or integrated into the refined true spirit fire, needless to say, their power will naturally double. However, now is certainly not the time to experiment.

Finally, Yang Qian specially dealt with the remains of Master Hanli.

As expected in the original book, the pair of golden raccoons that made him somewhat wary were indeed not in the spirit beast bag on his body. This was within Yang Qian's expectations.

Although there was no sign of the Golden Wind Raccoon, Yang Qian still decisively took the other party's storage bag and was too lazy to think about it.

Although this kind of spiritual beast is somewhat rare, it is not worth his excessive attention.

After doing all this, Yang Qian looked at the Qilin phantom and the black jade plate in the air again, with a serious look on his face.

Although this phantom is just a dead object, it contains amazing spiritual power in its body. However, it is a bit weird. It seems to be condensed from some kind of cold air, and it also seems to be a pure spiritual power. For a moment, it is impossible to confidently identify its true composition.

Recalling the situation in the original book, Yang Qian hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised one hand. A golden light flashed at his fingertips, and he was about to release a sword energy to test the phantom first.

But at this moment, suddenly a flash of fire appeared in his sleeves, and a two-colored flame shot out, and after a flash, it directly sank into the Qilin phantom in the air.

Then a red light flashed, and a fire crow appeared.

It is the spiritual creature that was formed after the fusion of the true fire of the moon and the essence fire of the sun.

Looking at the Fire Crow leisurely and contentedly in the Qilin's body, with its feathers flashing brightly with red and silver light, it actually slowly absorbed the white gas that formed an illusion around it into its body.

"So good!"

Yang Qian's eyes lit up with joy and he put down his arm. After a moment's thought, he turned around and ignored the actions of the Fire Crow, and looked towards a five-colored light curtain in the distance.

In that restricted area, the roar became weaker, but it did not stop for a moment. The gray-robed monk and the old woman were still fighting fiercely.

It seems that because of the ban, the two men did not realize that the battle outside was over. They never expected that Yang Qian had killed a late-stage great cultivator and two middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in such a short time.

At this time, only a cup of tea had passed since the two sides started fighting.

Yang Qian's body was filled with purple light, which turned into a purple rainbow and shot out. He immediately reached the sky above the five-colored light curtain and looked down.

"You really look like one."

After taking a glance, Yang Qian sneered, and with a thought, the humanoid puppet and five humanoid skeletons flew towards this side lightly, and fell behind him in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Yang Qian shook his sleeves, and a green light shot out, turning into a small three-legged tripod that circled above his head.

He actually took out the Xuhuang Ding again!
“Well, let’s try the connection between the Xuhuang Ding and the Xu Ling Palace to see if the restriction can be fully displayed. After all, we will have to face Che Laoyao and Bingfeng soon.” Yang Qian raised his head and stared at the Xuhuang Ding, muttering to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, he cast several spells into the Xuhuang Cauldron.

Suddenly, the Xuhuang Ding trembled slightly a few times, and immediately separated into hundreds of green silk threads, which scattered and shot out around the light curtain.

But a surprising scene appeared!

These strands of green hair disappeared mysteriously one after another, and all of them disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, there was a faint green light flowing in the surrounding stone walls, which was looming and reflected the green silk threads of the Xuhuang Ding.

Yang Qian's originally calm face suddenly became excited.

"It works!" Yang Qian exclaimed, thought for a moment, and pointed at the Xuhuang Ding from a distance.

Countless green colors turned into countless green sword beams in the blink of an eye.

"The Xu Ling Sword Formation in the Xu Ling Palace is probably much stronger than the Da Geng Sword Formation! Unfortunately, after so many tens of thousands of years, even the Great Elder and Palace Master of the Xiao Ji Palace don't know about this. Tsk tsk!"

As Yang Qian cast his spell, he actually set up the Xu Ling Sword Formation in the Xu Ling Palace, covering the entire area under the control of the sword formation.

At this time, Yang Qian suddenly raised one hand, and a yellow light shot out from his hand. After circling above the light curtain, it turned into a demon-subduing staff, flashing a faint yellow light.

He closed his expressionless eyes, clasped his hands together, and suddenly a low incantation came out of his mouth, and he began to activate this treasure.

The demon-subduing staff trembled slightly, and its size rapidly grew in a dazzling yellow light. In almost the blink of an eye, this treasure turned into a huge monster that was more than ten feet long and as thick as a water tank.

At this moment, Yang Qian stopped chanting the spell and opened his eyes with a calm expression.

He glanced at the giant object below, and suddenly rubbed his hands together. A small ball of seven-colored Buddha light emerged in his hands.

Yang Qian held the Buddha light with one hand, then flicked it with his backhand, and the Buddha light shot out and hit the demon-subduing staff in a flash. The treasure, which originally emitted yellow light, suddenly had another layer of seven-colored Buddha light on the outer layer.

At the same time, this treasure began to emit a humming sound, which was low and solemn.

"go with!"

Yang Qian let out a low shout and pointed at the magic wand with one hand.

The demon-subduing staff suddenly became huge and fell down from top to bottom without hesitation.

It hit the light curtain below.

There was a loud noise as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart, and the rumbling sound almost resounded throughout the entire underground cave.

The five-colored light curtain below could only barely resist the demon-subduing staff before it shattered into pieces under the powerful force of the staff.

The fragments of light curtain in the sky turned into points of spiritual light and scattered and disappeared.

After Yang Qian saw the situation inside clearly, he immediately sneered and then a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Haha, are you two really acting? Why don't we let Yang get involved? Otherwise, it would be a shame if you two don't have any scenes together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qian's expression returned to normal in an instant and he spoke lightly.

In the light curtain below, the gray-robed monk and the old woman were sitting in meditation with their eyes closed on two huge rocks only ten feet apart.

In the void between the two people, there was a strange beast like a mouse, the size of a fist, but its belly was inflating and deflation making bursts of rumbling and popping sounds. It sounded as if two monks with high cultivation levels were fighting fiercely.

The gray-robed monk and Mrs. Long did not take any action at all. They were just using the sound made by the spirit beast to deceive Yang Qian and others who were outside the restriction.

The light curtain was broken by Yang Qian's attack, and the two people sitting cross-legged below naturally opened their eyes. Four pairs of eyes looked straight at Yang Qian, all showing surprised expressions.

At this moment, a layer of green and yellow light curtain appeared above the two of them, looming inadvertently. Although it was much smaller than the previous five-color light curtain, it was enough to cover the two of them.

And in the center of the light curtain, a translucent brocade handkerchief was slowly rotating.

And this curtain of light is the magical power released by this brocade robe.

"It's you!" The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, and she looked a little unbelievable.

The gray-robed monk had a gloomy expression on his face.

Yang Qian glanced at the brocade handkerchief below and the newly appeared light curtain, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"It seems that you have really put some thought into it and even used a treasure to cover your tracks. Tsk tsk! No wonder Yang was wondering just now why he couldn't see a mere illusion restriction with his spiritual eyes. It turns out that the two Taoists have long been planning to take advantage of others! Such behavior may not be discovered by Taoist Hanli of Xiaoji Palace. Yang really admires you!" Yang Qian said words of admiration, but there was no expression on his face, and there was even a hint of murderous intent between his brows.

The gray-robed monk finally calmed down, chanted a Buddhist name, and said:
"Fellow Daoist Yang is indeed very powerful. Even Fellow Daoist Hanli and the other two were unable to capture you. But I wonder where Brother Hanli and the others are now? Did they leave the cave on their own?"

As the monk spoke, he looked throughout the underground cave, but did not find any trace of Master Hanli and the other two, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

It seemed that he didn't believe that Yang Qian could really kill the other three people by himself.

Yang Qian narrowed his eyes, shook his head, then nodded, and finally sighed deeply, but said no word.

At this moment, the two people below were a little confused.

“Hmph, fellow Daoist, why do you have to play tricks on me? If that Master Hanli has already left the cave, the three of us have to rush out of here. Otherwise, if he calls in other cultivators from Xiaoji Palace, the three of us will be trapped.” The old woman could no longer bear it and glared at him.

"You don't have to worry about them! I have already killed most of the three of them. Brother Hanli still has a Nascent Soul left. Do you two fellow Taoists plan to meet them for the last time, and then I will send you off together?" Yang Qian said bluntly.

"Master Hanli was defeated by you? In the Xu Ling Hall of Xiaoji Palace? Impossible! What do you mean by your last sentence!" The old woman's face changed drastically when she heard Yang Qian's words, and when she heard the last words, she became furious again.

"Nothing. Although I don't know what the relationship between you two is and what your plans are, I am too lazy to think about it. But it is enough to know that you made me fight with the monks of Xiaoji Palace and had no good intentions towards me. What I hate most in my life is being used by others. Besides, I don't want anyone else to know that I am carrying a magical treasure. You two should just disappear from the human world." Yang Qian said lightly, closed his eyes and ignored the two of them, then he made some hand gestures and chanted spells slowly from his mouth.

The gray-robed monk and the old woman were startled, and instantly sensed the fluctuation of spiritual energy nearby, and hurriedly looked around.

Dozens of feet away, countless golden lights flashed, and then strands of black hair as thin as hair emerged strangely.

They flashed and moved without any pattern at all, but all slowly moved towards the center. The whole process was silent, without any sound at all, which was extremely weird.

"Sword array!"

Seeing Yang Qian turn hostile and attack, the old woman looked around and couldn't help but blurt out.

The gray-robed monk was startled, and suppressed his suspicion that Yang Qian could kill Master Hanli, and shouted into the air:

"Brother Yang, please don't misunderstand. We two have no intention of harming you. There are still many monks from Xiaoji Palace outside the Xu Ling Palace. If you don't see Master Hanli leave, you will definitely not be able to leave easily. We should join forces to resist the enemy. As for the matter of Tongtian Lingbao, we can swear a blood oath not to reveal a single bit."

"No need for that. I only believe that the dead won't leak secrets!" Yang Qian chuckled after hearing what the monk said.

"Brother Mojiu, there is no need to say anything more. Look at the things behind this man. With these things to rely on, how could he take us seriously?" The old woman turned her palm, and the yellow cane appeared in her hand. She sneered at the monk.

The monk was startled when he heard this, and looked carefully. Only then could he see clearly the human-shaped puppet that was blocked by Yang Qian's body just now, as well as the five human-shaped skeletons standing more than ten feet behind him. His face changed slightly.

"What are those? Who is the other one?" the monk was surprised.

“Those skeletons seem to be the legendary Five-son Concentric Demon!
As for the other person, I don't know where he came from! Most likely, he used these things to hit the old man Hanli unexpectedly. That person didn't say that if these five demons were really the five demons of the fallen old demon Qian, then even if we two joined forces, we would not be their opponents.

The only way is for us to fight quickly and kill the boy surnamed Yang first. He has fought with the old man Hanli and probably has very little magic power left. We are not without a chance! By then, these things will no longer pose a threat to us. "The old woman's lips moved slightly and she transmitted the message, glancing coldly at Yang Qian. (End of this chapter)