Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"We once killed another two-faced giant in the wild world! That one seems to be much more troublesome than this one. Speaking of which, it is better not to provoke this kind of ancient giant if you can. They are different from those ancient beasts and spiritual beasts of heaven and earth. They have such a big body but have nothing to use. It is just a waste of energy to spend so much effort to kill one." Huan Cangqi sighed and said while casually controlling the flying knife.

"Of course! In the ancient world, generally speaking, we would keep our distance when we see such giants. But it is not necessarily true that such giants have no benefits at all. Remember that Tiankui Wolf King, one of the seven demon kings, once killed a seven-headed giant in the wilderness. As a result, a small piece of Wanxi dirty soil was found in its body. Only then was he able to refine it into the Wanxi Demon Tower on the Chaos List. He became a demon king of the wolf clan." Huangliang Lingjun shook his head and said so.

"That's true. Ancient giants like to devour everything. If there are some opportunities, you can sometimes find some good things in their bodies. But the probability is too small. Who would fight a giant in the wilderness for such a little illusory benefit? Especially ancient giants are generally vicious creatures that live in groups. Have you forgotten that after we killed the two-faced giant, we were chased by the other three giants and almost jumped into the sea." Huan Cangqi couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.

Huangliang Lingjun couldn't help but laugh when he recalled the past events, and didn't say anything else.

With a "puff", Huan Cangqi's flying knife cut a part of the giant, and a pile of things fell out from the middle.

Everything else was dim, except for a light blue jade bowl and a bright red vial, still glowing with a trace of spiritual light.

The jade bowl formed a layer of faint blue light, just like covering the vial in it.

"That should be it."

Huan Cangqi took a quick glance and after a moment recognized that the blue jade bowl was the artifact of the Qi Ling clan, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

But the spirituality of this jade bowl was completely lost, and it was obvious that this spirit had died.

The things they are trying hard to protect even if it means their own death are most likely what they are looking for.

When Huan Cangqi reached for the small bottle with a look of joy on his face, Huang Liang Lingjun in the distance suddenly changed his expression and shouted:
"careful!"

What kind of existence is Huan Cangqi? Although his heart was suddenly in turmoil, almost at the moment when Huangliang Lingjun's distant and rapid warning sound fell, his spiritual sense had already keenly captured a hidden cold edge, quietly approaching his back.

Anger and shock intertwined, Huan Cangqi had no time to think, he stomped the ground with one foot, and like an arrow shot from a bow, he instantly soared into the air, his body turned into a streak of light, and he avoided the bloody edge that was about to bite his bones between life and death.

The blood passed close to his feet, leaving a thrilling trail.

Then, a figure suddenly appeared, about a foot tall, moving as fast as lightning, and rushed straight towards the small bottle that looked ordinary but contained a mystery.

"You dare!" Huang Liang Lingjun's angry roar resounded through the sky. As his ten fingers flew, a series of yellow sword energy broke through the air, like a golden torrent, determined to intercept the greedy hand.

However, everything seemed to be one step too late. The other party had planned it all along. His laughter was full of the satisfaction of success. He easily took the small bottle into his palm. Then his body shook and turned into a thick blood cloud, rushing straight into the sky, intending to escape.

"Xutian, it's you? Where are you going?" Huan Cangqi, who had barely avoided a chop in the waist, circled at low altitude and saw clearly the person who attacked him. He immediately became furious.

With a thought, the space above the blood cloud suddenly fluctuated, and a giant moth about ten feet tall emerged. Its emerald green eyes flashed, and without saying a word, it flapped its wings towards the direction below.

A stream of seven-colored mist rushed straight under the blood cloud.

Faced with this gorgeous and deadly fog, the blood cloud showed a rare look of awe. It did not dare to confront it head-on, so it had to change direction sharply and tried to break out from the flank, leaving behind a twisted bloody trail.

But just this slight delay, under the urging of Huangliang Lingjun, more than ten sharp yellow sword auras, like roaring angry dragons, with the momentum of destroying the world, suddenly swept in front of Xutian.

He himself turned into a dazzling yellow light, shooting straight towards them with the force of thunder, and a suffocating feeling of oppression filled the air.

Xutian, who was in the blood cloud, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

At this critical moment, an extremely familiar voice sounded quietly in his ears, like a long-awaited rain after a long drought, bringing a glimmer of hope:
"Lord Xutian, please quickly hand over the divine blood to me. I will use the art of concealment and escape to transfer this treasure safely."

Upon hearing this voice, Xutian was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed.

The person hiding on the side was indeed Shi Yan.

Although Xu Tian had seen through some of his fellow tribesman's actions due to some innate magical power, he was just a little confused in his heart and did not dare to be completely sure.

Now hearing this familiar voice, Xuan Ling no longer had any doubts.

One hand pointed at the sword energy with five fingers extended, and with the other hand a light flashed, and a small bottle mysteriously emerged.

He shook his wrist lightly, and the blood-colored bottle flew out like an arrow, piercing through the void and heading straight towards the direction where the sound came from.

At the same time, the blood cloud seemed to be endowed with life. It surged and condensed wildly, and finally turned into an enchanting blood lotus. As it spun, it swallowed up those ferocious sword lights one by one, turning them into nothingness.

The small bottle was shot out more than ten feet away, and disappeared into the void after a flash.

This scene was like a thunder before a sudden rain, which made Huan Cangqi, who was rushing forward, suddenly stop. Then he was filled with rage, opened his huge mouth, and a chaotic, gray and hazy evil wind whistled out, carrying flying sand and rocks, and rushed towards the place where Yang Qian was hiding with unstoppable force.

Although the monster could not see Yang Qian's figure, with its experience in fighting it was able to tell at a glance that someone was casting a spell and hiding nearby, so it took away the small bottle.

When Yang Qian saw the strong wind coming, his face changed slightly.

Yang Qian saw the evil wind coming like a tide, his face changed slightly, and he was secretly calculating in his heart. He knew very well that if he was caught in such an evil wind, the illusory barrier constructed by Taiyi Huaqing Fu would collapse.

At this moment, Xu Tian's face darkened, and he made a gesture with one hand and aimed at the incoming evil wind, looking serious.

With a low "break", a blood-red sword light as bright as a meteor from the sky burst out from his palm, cutting through the sky, and with lightning speed, accurately split the surging evil wind into two, and the remaining force continued to point directly at Huan Cangqi's body.

Huan Cangqi was startled and quickly grabbed the air with one hand.

A gray demon claw appeared above its head, and then grabbed towards the blood light. The gray and red lights intertwined together, and they were in a stalemate for a while.

Yang Qian was overjoyed when he saw this. He hid his body and immediately flew into the sky.

But at this moment, Yang Qian suddenly heard a cold snort from behind:
"Where do you want to go?"

Then, he suddenly felt a flash of yellow light in the air, and a white jade seal appeared mysteriously above his head. It flashed and turned into a size of more than ten feet, and smashed down, just covering Yang Qian in it.

The attack was as fast as lightning, even Xu Tian had no time to help, and he let out a low cry.

Yang Qian had already seen the power of this jade seal. Even when it faced the stone club in the hand of the one-eyed giant that was powerful enough to shake mountains, it remained unscathed, which showed how powerful it was.

Faced with this sudden attack, he knew that relying solely on his physical body to resist was like hitting a rock with an egg. Even if he had mastered the physical training technique, it would be difficult to resist.

This is incomparable to Xutian's casual attack back then.

Therefore, Yang Qian's expression changed several times in an instant, and finally turned into a sigh, long and helpless.

At this critical moment, a silver light suddenly appeared under the empty jade seal, like the brightest star in the night sky. Yang Qian's figure miraculously emerged, as if stepping out of nothingness.

He quickly raised his hand and tapped his forehead. In an instant, a ball of warm green light surged out of his body, carrying an ancient small tripod into the air.

It is the Xuhuang Baoding!

The lid of the tripod opened slightly, and a distant and clear sound rang out from the inside of the tripod. Along with the sound, countless thin green rays of light gushed out from the mouth of the tripod. They intertwined and flickered in the air, and instantly weaved into an impenetrable net of light, just like a dragnet between heaven and earth, firmly holding up the jade seal that carried the power to destroy the world.

"Rumble--"

The loud noise shook the earth. The power of the jade seal was indeed extraordinary. The moment the green light net came into contact with it, it began its tragic journey of breaking into pieces.

However, as the best among the all-powerful magical treasures, how could the Xuhuang Ding be so easily shaken?

The threads of light it spewed out were thin but tough, and each tremor seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, which abruptly stopped the falling momentum of the jade seal, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Yang Qian formed seals with his hands and a thunderous roar suddenly sounded behind him.

A pair of blue and white wings broke out of his body. As the wings spread out, his entire body turned into a stream of light, merging with the small tripod hovering above his head, and transformed into an elusive white shadow.

In a flash, it disappeared into the sky, leaving only a faint aftertaste that lingered in the air for a long time.

When the seal finally broke through the green net and smashed down, it naturally fell into empty space.

At this moment, more than thirty feet away, a dazzling purple arc suddenly cut through the void.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qian's figure seemed to condense quietly from nothingness and appeared silently before the eyes of the world.

"How can you control these treasures? You are not Shi Yan! It's you! The human cultivator from that time!"

Xu Tian's unbelievable voice suddenly sounded in the blood cloud, and then the blood cloud rolled, and a figure several inches tall appeared above the cloud.

He looked at Yang Qian with shock and anger on his face. It was Xuan Ling Xutian.

"You are not a spirit, but a human cultivator!" Behind the position where Yang Qian was originally located, a light flashed, and the figure of Huangliang Lingjun appeared, his face full of surprise.

Huan Cangqi was not willing to be left behind, he took the opportunity to mobilize his demonic power, his claws were as big as a dragon, and he easily tore the bloody sword light apart. His figure flashed, and in an instant he was standing next to Huangliang Lingjun, also looking at Yang Qian with surprised eyes, with doubts in his heart.

Facing the astonishment and doubts of these three powerful masters of the Void Refinement Realm, Yang Qian did not say much. He just quickly formed seals with his hands and hummed softly.

Then, a ball of blood essence containing tremendous vitality gushed out from his body, turning into a rolling blood mist that instantly enveloped him completely.

"Want to run!" When Xutian saw this scene, he realized at a glance that this was a sophisticated escape technique and said angrily.

Then the blood cloud under him moved, and was about to pounce.

“Hmph, Fellow Daoist Xutian, why are you so anxious? Let me learn from your Blood Evil Spirit Lotus again! Brother Huangliang, since you are a cultivator from the human race, I will leave that person to you.” Huan Cangqi instantly turned into a half-demon, his figure flashed, and he turned into a stream of light and pounced towards Xutian, while uttering eerie words from his mouth.

"Don't worry, a mere Divine Transformation cultivator, even if he has a magical treasure, will never escape from my grasp." Huang Liang Lingjun locked his eyes on Yang Qian with an unquestionable confidence in his tone, as if everything was under his control.

He could actually tell at a glance that Yang Qian's Xuhuang Ding was a spiritual treasure.

As soon as Huangliang Lingjun finished speaking, he opened his mouth and a small emerald green sword came out like a dragon emerging from the sea. It instantly cut through the sky and headed straight for the blood mist. With a fierce murderous intent, it slashed down mercilessly.

"when--"

A crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, and a ray of silver light burst out from the blood mist and collided with the green rainbow.

Although he was shaken away, he managed to keep his footing.

A silver flying sword over a foot long appeared, shining with cold light, showing its extraordinary power.

Huangliang Lingjun curled up the corner of his mouth with a sneer, and lightly tapped the green rainbow with his fingertips. The emerald green sword suddenly rushed down the mountain like a tiger, and pounced on the silver flying sword again.

The two intertwined in an instant, the light was so bright that the green light almost swallowed up the silver light.

Then, the green rainbow turned into a green sword wheel about ten feet in size, spinning rapidly and bringing up gusts of wind, intending to crush the silver flying sword into powder.

The sharp sound of metal friction pierced the air and made people's heart palpitate.

However, although the silver flying sword's brilliance had greatly diminished, it was still extremely tough. Not only was it not damaged at all, but under the crazy slashing of the sword wheel, it tightly entangled the green rainbow, making it difficult for it to advance an inch.

"Huh?" Huang Liang Lingjun couldn't help but let out a light exclamation, secretly moved, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that the toughness of this silver flying sword was beyond his expectations, and he began to think quickly in his mind.

Although his flying sword was not made of any extraordinary materials, it took a lot of effort to refine it when he first achieved enlightenment. And after thousands of years of cultivation, its power was no less than that of ordinary spiritual treasures.

But at this moment, he was unable to cut off the flying sword of a Divine Transformation cultivator. This was really strange.

Huangliang Lingjun was surprised in his heart, but his face showed no expression. He just quickly pinched the sword gesture with both hands, and with a light twist of his fingers, the sword gesture was completed.

Suddenly, the azure sword light rang out like a clear dragon roar, and instantly transformed into thirty-six sharp azure lights, interweaving tightly together, vowing to cover Yang Qian with thousands of swords and shred him into pieces. (End of this chapter)