Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Let alone a small Longdong, even if the ancestor of the Long family, Long Laoguai, came in person to persuade him, Yang Qian would definitely not be soft-hearted or show mercy.

This is a great opportunity to obtain spiritual blood, how could Yang Qian stop?

He had only one firm belief in his heart, and that was to take down the blood sword.

When Longdong saw that Yang Qian was not moved by his words at all, he knew that it was useless to say more, so he stopped transmitting any messages.

However, the blood sword in the sword formation was suspended in the air without moving, as if it had given up resistance, allowing the countless lightning-attributed sword threads to cut it madly.

When the last bit of spiritual light on the huge blood sword in the air completely dissipated and disappeared, thin and long marks finally began to appear on the huge sword. Although each of these marks was not very deep at first, under the dense and non-stop cutting of so many sword threads,

The giant sword became scarred in the blink of an eye, and the entire sword body was covered with criss-crossing cuts, as if it would be destroyed at any time by the endless cutting.

Yang Qian was slightly startled when he saw this, but after his eyes flashed a few times, his mind raced and he suddenly remembered something. "Humph! You want to trick me with this trick? Wishful thinking." Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, his voice full of disdain and calmness.

Immediately afterwards, his figure instantly turned into a purple rainbow and flew backwards at an astonishing speed, instantly moving away from the original position and no longer presiding over the powerful sword formation at the same place.

Almost at the same time, the sounds of dragon roars and phoenix cries were heard from the huge blood sword. The sounds were loud and shocking, resounding through the sky.

Then, the blood sword exploded with a loud bang that shook the earth. A scorching white sun suddenly appeared, and the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. Countless white rays of light shot out like arrows, as fast as lightning, and wherever they went, the void seemed to be torn apart.

As soon as the sword threads in the sword formation came into contact with the white light, they broke into pieces like fragile silk threads and turned into points of spiritual light that dissipated in the air.

In just one breath, the area of ​​the scorching sun expanded countless times, and the light instantly spread over an area of ​​hundreds of feet.

Even the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the nearby Long family and the two girls, Ye Ying and Ye Chu, were affected by this sudden terrifying power. The four of them were frightened and their faces became extremely ugly.

Fortunately, they were originally far away from the blood sword, so they finally had time to retract their magical powers and perform the teleportation technique, escaping dangerously from the nearby air.

Especially the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Long family, who cursed in their hearts when they saw that their young master did not care about their lives at all.

The power of the self-detonation of a top-level spiritual treasure is simply enough to destroy the world.

I'm afraid that even if a cultivator in the fusion stage encounters it, he can only stay three feet away and dare not confront it head-on.

If Yang Qian had not known the situation in the original book, he would have decisively escaped in advance. If he had been enveloped by the power of the self-explosion, his end would have been to be reduced to ashes, and even his soul would have been shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Now, he was hundreds of feet away from the white sun, with a sneer on his face, staring coldly in the direction of the self-explosion.

Fortunately, Yang Qian was prepared in advance and immediately retracted all the flying swords before escaping. He was not affected by the self-explosion of Longdong Lingbao, and did not damage the spirituality of his natal magic weapon like Han Li in the original book.

Otherwise, it will take a lot of time and energy to train and recover again in the future.

"It's almost time to come out." However, Yang Qian's eyes were flashing blue, and he tilted his head, staring at the front with a focused and alert expression.

To others, the scorching sun that is so bright that they cannot even be looked at directly is like a huge burning fireball that is daunting.

However, Yang Qian was able to see somewhat clearly through the dazzling light.

Suddenly, his expression changed, like ripples on a calm lake. He spread his wings behind him, like a bright lightning streaking across the night sky, instantly turning into a dazzling arc, and disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed.

But the next moment, in the void in the other direction, Yang Qian's figure appeared strangely like a ghost, with a cold face.

"Hey hey! Where are you going?"

A white jade hand seemed to come from fairyland, grabbing downwards into the void with mysterious power.

Suddenly, five bone rings emerged from the five fingers like mysterious elves, but they only flashed for a moment and disappeared in an instant. Five extremely cold flames spurted out from the fingertips. These cold flames were like five cold dragons, roaring and rolling, and then turned into five-colored flames, like a colorful but extremely cold giant net, covering a large area below.

With a "puff", a blood shadow about a foot long suddenly appeared in the flames. This blood shadow was a five-clawed blood dragon with a bright red body. It looked like a demon escaping from the depths of hell.

But in its mouth, it was tightly biting another incomplete Blood Phoenix. A small half of the Blood Phoenix's body disappeared, and the rest of the body lay motionless in the Blood Dragon's mouth, as if it had lost all its spirituality, like a withered flower.

The blood dragon in the cold flame looked sneaky and cautious, just like a cunning fox. It was obvious that it had just used the cover of self-explosion to escape to an unknown place.

But it never expected that Yang Qian possessed the magical power of clear and bright eyes, those eyes were like divine eyes that could see through everything.

Not only did Yang Qian see through his figure, he also took the opportunity to release the five-colored cold flames, which was like a net that trapped him. Now that the blood dragon was in the five-colored cold flames, his body slowed down by more than ten times, and all his movements became abnormally sluggish, as if he was bound by invisible shackles and could no longer break free.

"Stay for me!" There was a cold light flashing in Yang Qian's eyes, just like a cold meteor streaking across the night sky. He waved his hand, and the gesture seemed to have invisible magic.

Suddenly, the five-colored cold flames rolled back like obedient elves, and wrapped the blood dragon tightly with overwhelming force, as if it was wearing a layer of colorful yet icy cold armor.

"Go!" Yang Qian opened his mouth again, and a ball of green light wrapped around the Xutian Treasure Cauldron flew out.

The green light is like a shining pearl, emitting a mysterious and charming glow.

As the Tongbao Jue was urged, the small tripod seemed to be injected with infinite power, and it suddenly grew several times in size, turning into several feet in size, standing tall like a small mountain. At the same time, the lid flew up on its own, and countless green hairs sprayed out. The green hairs were like thousands of smart green snakes, sweeping straight towards the blood dragon below, as fast as lightning.

"You dare?" A roar of extreme anger suddenly rang out from the blood dragon. The roar was like thunder, shaking the surrounding void slightly. A blood light shone from his body, and the blood light was like a long bloody rainbow, carrying endless murderous energy, and went straight to cut Qingsi.

"Why shouldn't I dare?" Yang Qian said sarcastically in a cold voice. The voice seemed to come from the abyss of Hell, chilling to the bone and making people shudder.

In desperation, Longdong's soul turned a little of his true spiritual blood into a sword light and released it. This sword light was like a burning meteor, trying to make a final struggle and break through this deadly dilemma.

If it were an ordinary attack, it might not be able to fall after being slashed by the blood-colored sword light, just like a fragile branch snapped in an instant in the wind. However, the Void Emperor Cauldron itself is a top-level Tongtian Lingbao, and its power is beyond imagination.

The released black hair is an invisible thing, and its changes are extremely magical, like the ever-changing clouds and mist, which is unpredictable.

Yang Qian just urged his mind, and suddenly a green light flashed in the air, and most of the green hair disappeared from the void, as if hidden in another mysterious space. The remaining part suddenly condensed and turned into a green light, like a green dragon, intertwining and fighting with the blood light. For a moment, the light was bright and dazzling.

The next moment, about a foot above the blood dragon, the space began to ripple like the surface of a calm lake.

A bunch of black hair suddenly shot out from the void like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness. As soon as the black hair spread out, it instantly turned into countless flexible ropes, tightly entangling the blood dragon and most of the blood phoenix in the five-colored flames.

Then, the black hair rolled back, and with a powerful force, it was about to put the object into the Xuhuang Ding.

With a "puff", a ball of green light flew out of the body of the desperately struggling blood dragon. This ball of green light was like a runaway meteor. After a flash, it strangely appeared more than ten feet away.

Immediately afterwards, green light flashed several times, and it teleported thirty or forty feet away like a ghost.

"Still want to run again?" A cold light flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, like two cold sword lights. Suddenly, the eyes of destruction between his brows emitted a black light, like a black sun blooming with dark light, and a black light flew out from it, like a black arrow shooting towards the green light.

A muffled sound was heard in the void, as if a thunder had exploded. The teleporting green light stumbled and appeared. The light seemed to be dimmer, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

But before Yang Qian could cast the spell again, the green light suddenly turned into a shadow and shot out at a speed as fast as lightning. This shadow flickered in and out, just like an illusory dream, strangely reaching the end of the sky, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Tsk!" Yang Qian frowned, like two tightly furrowed mountain peaks, and the black light that had just lit up in the third demon's eyes slowly dissipated.

Even though the Destruction Eyes had the ability to see through the void and see through the illusions of the world, it was powerless at such a long distance and out of reach. Moreover, the current situation was not suitable for using the Gate of Heaven and Earth to pursue.

"Forget it, it's not the right time yet." Yang Qian murmured to himself in a low and helpless voice, and retracted his magical powers.

At the same time, wrapped in the green hair, the Blood Dragon and the Blood Phoenix had already been taken into the Void Emperor Cauldron with a loud "boom", like a mountain collapse and the earth splitting.

The lid of the tripod fell down at once and fit perfectly, covering the tripod tightly again.

No one noticed that at this moment, two golden shadows flashed quietly in one of Yang Qian's sleeves and flew into the cauldron very secretly. They were the gold-eating insects he had prepared long ago.

At this time, the four people who were hundreds of feet away saw the blood of the true spirit being taken away by Yang Qian and Longdong's soul flying away, and their faces changed drastically.

"Let's go!" After looking at each other, the two cultivators of the Long family suddenly turned into two shocking rainbows and flew into the sky without even saying hello. The evil ghosts and monsters followed them and fled.

The direction they fled was exactly where Longdong's soul escaped.

Ye Chu and Ye Ying looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to convey some kind of tacit understanding. After that, they did not have the slightest intention of chasing after him. Instead, the light around them suddenly lit up, like two bright meteors, flying straight towards Yang Qian.

A moment later, the two women appeared more than ten feet away from Yang Qian.

Ye Chu's eyes were like two sharp sword lights, sweeping across Yang Qian and the majestic Soul-Crying Beast that was about dozens of feet tall nearby. His eyes were filled with surprise, as if he had seen a wonder he had never seen before.

Noticing Ye Chu's gaze, Ti Hun snorted and glared back without any hesitation, not afraid at all of this high-level cultivator in the Great Accomplishment Realm of Refining Void.

Ye Ying had a smile on her face, as bright and beautiful as a flower blooming in spring, but her bright eyes were fixed on the green tripod in front of Yang Qian, revealing complex emotions.

Obviously, when the two women saw the blood of the true spirit fall into Yang Qian's hands, they instantly became extremely wary of him, like two hedgehogs with their spikes erected.

"Brother Yang, this time it is thanks to your help, otherwise the Long family might have really succeeded. Don't worry, Brother Yang, the conditions we agreed to before will not change, and we will not let your efforts be in vain." Ye Ying's bright eyes moved like rippling autumn water, and suddenly she smiled charmingly, and that smile seemed to carry a hint of sweet temptation.

"Yes, with the power of our Ye family, there are few wishes among the human race that we cannot help you realize." Ye Chu also spoke slowly. Her voice was steady and powerful, but there was a hint of threat in her words, as if she was hinting to Yang Qian that if he did not cooperate with the Ye family, he would face unimaginable consequences.

"There is no need for the two Taoist friends to say anything more. Yang will naturally fulfill his promise." The corner of Yang Qian's mouth twitched, and his expression seemed a little helpless. Without saying a word, he suddenly slapped the Xuhuang Treasure Cauldron in front of him with one hand.

The tripod hummed instantly, and the sound was like a huge bell, shocking everyone's heart, and the tripod lid flew into the air again.

With countless black hairs tightly entwined, the blood dragon and the mostly damaged blood phoenix slowly emerged at the mouth of the cauldron.

The blood dragon was baring its fangs and claws, and the blood phoenix, although incomplete, still exuded a sense of poignancy.

"Spiritual blood!" When Ye Ying and Ye Chu saw the blood dragon and blood phoenix, their eyes suddenly lit up, like a bright light suddenly lighting up in the darkness.

Ye Ying's face flashed with blood, and there was a faint shadow of a petite blood phoenix, which was agile and mysterious, as if it contained endless power. (End of this chapter)