Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Unexpectedly, as soon as the sand cloud and the thunder sword lotus came into contact, the lotus petals began to tremble violently, and the lotus shadow increased several times in size in an instant.

Moreover, each lotus flower turned into a size of about ten feet, spinning rapidly in the air. Each lotus petal was like a sharp blade, which broke through the sand cloud as it spun, causing the sand to scatter and make a loud rumbling sound.

Dozens of three-colored lotuses actually held back the blue sand that seemed like a mountain pressing down on one's head.

When the man with drooping eyebrows opposite saw this scene, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but then he snorted coldly and urged the magic formula in his mind.

In the sand cloud that was originally rolling down, a silver light suddenly flashed, and in an instant a huge silver wheel suddenly flashed out from the sand cloud, spinning rapidly and cutting downwards. The buzzing sound caused by the friction with the air was extremely harsh.

In an instant, it happened to collide head-on with a lotus flower.

The man with raised eyebrows had a ferocious smile on his face, which contained endless confidence and ruthlessness.

The Golden Wheel in his hand was made with meticulously refined sacrifices from the rare material "Li Jinsha" from the wild lands. It was sharp and indestructible.

This kind of magic weapon is unique among the Falun-type treasures. Its cutting power is far beyond the reach of ordinary flying knives and flying swords. Since its appearance, countless hostile flying sword-type treasures have been defeated and turned into dust under it.

Although the opponent's flying sword, with its three colors intertwined and glowing light, seemed to contain extraordinary magical powers, it should be destroyed in one blow when attacked by his Broken Gold Wheel, and there would be no chance of survival.

There was a continuous "clang clang" sound of slashing attacks, and the silver and blue sword lights intertwined and flashed, bursting out with astonishing light.

Contrary to the expectation of the man with raised eyebrows, the two treasures were in a stalemate for a while!
The man with raised eyebrows saw this situation, his expression suddenly changed, and a trace of imperceptible solemnity flashed across his brows.

But then, the blue lotus suddenly opened its petals, completely wrapping the entire silver ball inside in an instant.

Immediately, the silver ball of light let out a mournful cry, and suddenly turned into countless pieces, disappearing in the lotus shadow.

The man with drooping eyebrows in the distance had not yet recovered from his shock, but Yang Qian pointed silently at the huge tripod in front of him.

A "dang" sound!
Suddenly, the lid of the Xuhuang Ding flew up suddenly, and a buzzing sound came from the cauldron. Along with a dazzling green light, countless green clouds flew out from it, passing through the three-colored lotus shadows, and swept the blue sand in the sky into it, and then flew back into the cauldron.

Yang Qian's action was as fast as lightning. By the time the man with drooping eyebrows woke up, part of the blue sand had been forcibly absorbed into the cauldron, instantly cutting off his mental connection with its owner.

"Lingbao!" The man with raised eyebrows' pupils suddenly shrank and he cried out in a lost voice.

These blue sands are different from the Broken Golden Wheel. They are magic weapons that he personally cultivated and refined.

Apart from spiritual treasures, how could ordinary treasures be obtained?
If all the blue sand were taken away, it would be enough to destroy all the hard work of a hundred years of cultivation.

So, the man with raised eyebrows opened his eyes wide with anger, opened his mouth and sprayed out a fist-sized ball of blood and essence suspended in front of him without thinking.

He lightly raised his index finger, dipped it in the blood, and drew a blood rune in the air with great vigor, then slapped out with his backhand.

The rune shot out with a "puff" sound and then disappeared in a flash.

But the next moment.

It then appeared strangely several feet in front of Yang Qian, and after a slight shake, it turned into a huge ghost head with double horns, a green face and fangs. After letting out a roar, it suddenly pounced on him.

Yang Qian naturally knew everything about the plan of this man with drooping eyebrows, which was exactly the same as in the original book.

The intention of the man with raised eyebrows was to use magic to unexpectedly interrupt the other party's action of collecting the treasure, and then he would immediately take back the sand cloud and use his magical powers to deal with Yang Qian.

Unfortunately, Yang Qian had been prepared and this plan did not work at all.

Yang Qian was thinking this in his mind, but a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face. He flicked his fingertips lightly a few times and muttered something, quietly pulling the vast power of the Xuhuang Ding, slowly drawing the blue sand floating in the sky and gathering it inside the cauldron.

Just at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly surged in the void, and a ferocious ghost head suddenly appeared, carrying a monstrous murderous aura, and pounced forward fiercely, as if to devour all life.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly opened his mouth, and a golden arc of electricity shot out and unexpectedly hit the ghost's head.

After a loud thunder, the ghost head made a "humming" sound amid the jumping of slender golden arcs, and in the blink of an eye it twisted and disappeared without a trace.

It is the divine thunder that wards off evil!
Even the incarnation of the ancient demon world's ancestor did not dare to withstand this attack easily.

This ghost head of unknown origin, although no one knew what kind of demon it was, was caught off guard and was naturally destroyed in one blow.

After seeing this scene, the man with drooped eyebrows first widened his eyes with a look of astonishment, and then he was stunned like a wooden sculpture, as if he could not believe that his magical powers were broken so easily.

His mouth was slightly open, disbelief written all over his face.

But soon, the man with drooping eyebrows seemed to suddenly remember something, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly. His originally thin eyebrows were now tightly twisted together, almost forming a line.

At this time, the blue mist of the Xuhuang Ding had already absorbed half of the sand clouds in the sky.

"Humph!"

A bone-chilling snort was heard, and the man with raised eyebrows raised his eyebrows, with a sinister look on his face. He clenched his hands tightly and made a strange hand gesture, and his fingers looked a little white due to the force.

At the same time, a sound of Sanskrit chanting that sounded like Buddhist music came out of his mouth. The voice was low but full of power.

Then the man with raised eyebrows stretched out his arm very solemnly, pointed his index finger at the air opposite and slowly pointed it. During the whole process, his eyes were fixed on the front without blinking, as if he wanted to penetrate the other side with his eyes.

The sand grains that were originally rolling due to the impact of Qingxia and the three-colored lotus suddenly stopped, and then all the sand grains spun around, and in the shining spiritual light, their size suddenly increased.

An incredible scene appeared!

In a flash, these tiny grains of sand, which were originally the size of rice grains, turned into blue rocks the size of heads, which were crystal clear and sparkled with bright blue light.

Immediately afterwards, these blue crystal rocks densely packed forward and pressed wildly downwards, covering the sky and the earth with overwhelming momentum.

The three-colored lotus that was originally rotating freely finally became stagnant and slow with a muffled sound. As for the blue mist that spurted out from the Xuhuang Ding, it was suddenly unable to roll up the rocks at all.

When Yang Qian saw this situation, he frowned inadvertently and glanced across.

The man with the drooping eyebrows was ablaze with spiritual light, his hair was flying wildly, and there was a faint white light flickering between his mouth and nose. It was obvious that he was using his true energy. "You want to compete with me in magical power?!"

Yang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and his face darkened instantly.

He stroked his head with one hand, and in the blink of an eye a gray glow shot out across the sky like a tide.

The glow spread out like a layer of hazy mist, which seemed to contain a mysterious and powerful force, with a faint magnetic force flowing through it.

This is exactly the Yuanci divine light that has reached the highest level!

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qian swept towards the air again.

An incredible situation has occurred!
The blue crystal rock that was originally as heavy as a mountain suddenly became light and weightless, and then after a slight tremor, it returned to its original shape of sand.

The gray light rolled and retracted rapidly, and the sand clouds in the sky were swept away in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind.

"what?"

This scene not only made the man with raised eyebrows opposite turn pale with horror, but also slowly loosen the magic spell in his hand.

Even the golden-armored monk who had been watching the fight expressionlessly outside the light curtain showed a hint of surprise for the first time and uttered a soft "exclamation".

Obviously, Yang Qian's Yuanci Divine Light magical power also aroused the interest of this Lianxu cultivator. He had never seen such a strange phenomenon before.

After all, even in the entire spiritual world, the Yuan magnetic divine light is not seen everywhere, let alone in the human and demon worlds, where there is almost no trace of this magical power.

"What kind of magical power do you have that you can take away my 'Blue Crystal Sand' out of thin air?!" The man with raised eyebrows glared at Yang Qian with his teeth chattering, and asked viciously.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think? Should I tell you?" Yang Qian smiled calmly, with a leisurely look on his face.

In his opinion, the other party was so arrogant simply because he relied on his cultivation level which was far higher than his.

If it weren't for the records in the original book, he would have known that the other party had a master in the Void Refinement Stage, and he had just arrived in Tianyuan City and the plan had not yet been implemented, he would have been afraid in his heart, so he didn't really have the intention to kill.

Otherwise, we would have launched a counterattack like a storm and would not have given the opponent any chance to breathe.

Of course, this is also because Yang Qian is extremely confident in his current supernatural powers.

As he possesses such magical powers and treasures as the Yuanci Divine Light, the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Fire and the Xuhuang Ding, he will not feel the slightest fear when facing a cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Not to mention, Yang Qian's physical strength has now reached an extremely terrifying level, which is simply unimaginable for ordinary people.

After hearing this, the man with raised eyebrows opposite him became uncertain in expression. It was obvious that Yang Qian's magical power far exceeded his expectations and was totally beyond the capabilities of an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of the Spiritualization Realm.

However, whenever the man with raised eyebrows thought of the object involved in the ownership of the spiritual land, the corners of his mouth twitched twice in succession, and the fierceness in his eyes flashed away in an instant. He made a decision suddenly, and then flipped his hands suddenly.

It can be seen that a palm-sized yellow copper plate suddenly appeared in the hand of the man with raised eyebrows. There was a milky white mist swirling around it, making it impossible to see its original appearance at all.

And in his other hand, a light silver talisman suddenly appeared. On the talisman, silver characters were shining, and it was densely engraved with silver text.

"It's silver tadpole script! Interesting!"

When he saw these two things, Yang Qian's eyes narrowed immediately, and then he immediately made sword gestures with one hand.

The three-colored lotus that was originally hovering above the head trembled slightly and gathered towards the center. In the blink of an eye, dozens of lotus flowers condensed into an extra-large three-colored treasure lotus with a diameter of more than ten feet.

"go with!"

As Yang Qian made hand gestures, the oversized three-colored lotus let out a crisp cry and slowly floated towards the opposite side.

As for the gray glow released from the top of his head, it suddenly reversed and rolled up, turning into a layer of gray light curtain, which immediately protected Yang Qian tightly.

The Yuanci Divine Light can be used for both attack and defense, and can be regarded as a top-level body-protecting magical power. Moreover, Yang Qian himself is a body refiner who has achieved great success in body refinement. However, now is not the right time for him to demonstrate his body refinement skills.

At this moment, the man with raised eyebrows raised his hands, and the bronze plate suddenly made a buzzing sound and slowly floated up. Then, a white light shone brightly on the bronze plate, and a shadow was projected from it, and immediately began to grow wildly.

A giant man with naked upper body and two meters tall appeared in front of him.

This giant was unarmed, his skin was emerald green and translucent, and his eyes were shining with spirit. He was actually a human-shaped puppet.

And that silver talisman, with a "puff" sound, turned into a ball of silver mist about a foot in size.

The silver mist condensed and deformed, and then a giant black wolf appeared. The wolf's eyes were eerie green, and it stared at Yang Qian opposite without any emotion.

After offering these two things, the man with drooping eyebrows still did not stop his actions. He took a deep breath, and his face instantly turned red as blood.

Then, he slapped the top of his head with one hand, and suddenly a blue cloud shone above his head. A blue Nascent Soul appeared, holding a dark bell only an inch in size in both hands, with a solemn look on his face.

"Thousand Soul Bell! Is that old monster Ming out of his mind? Why would he lend such a valuable treasure to his own disciples?"

Outside the light curtain, the golden-armored monk stood like a towering iron tower, his golden armor flashing with dazzling light, as if even the sunlight could be refracted by it. His thick and flying sword-like eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his square face was full of seriousness and solemnity, his eagle-like sharp eyes revealed majesty and dissatisfaction, and he spoke coldly to the blue Yuanying.

"Senior! I am temporarily borrowing this treasure from my master. I am not violating any rules." The blue Yuanying looked fearless, constantly making hand gestures, and exuding a strange and cunning aura.

On his face, which was as delicate as a porcelain doll yet with a hint of cunning, a wicked grin broke out. His voice was thin and weak, as if a baby was acting coquettish, and there was a hint of cleverness that was hard to fathom.

"Hmph! There is naturally no such rule for the fight for spiritual lands. However, even though the Thousand Soul Bell is domineering, you can only barely control it with the help of secret techniques. Even if you win this battle, your vitality will surely be greatly damaged afterwards. Are you really willing to do this for a mere piece of spiritual land?" The expression of the monk in golden armor was as cold as ice, and his voice was low and penetrating, as if every word carried a heavy pressure, and he said it without any doubt.

"Thank you for your reminder, Senior. I have thought it through carefully." The blue Yuanying's lively eyes moved rapidly, and he responded with a smile, "This spiritual land is extremely important to me. It is worth it even if I have to pay a price. Moreover, I am confident that I can control the situation and will not put myself in a desperate situation."

"Hmph! Then you'd better take care of yourself." The golden-armored monk snorted coldly and said no more.

The blue Yuanying responded, and then he saw that the huge golden lotus had floated above his head. He immediately threw the black bell in his hand out without hesitation. (End of this chapter)