Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 201 The formation is broken, shocking change!
Fortunately, this is not the worst situation, and there is still a seventh-level 狻猊 beast.

Thinking like this in his heart, the movements in Yang Gan's hands did not stop at all. He put away the Yimu Zhenglei Sword in his hand, and then flipped his hand, revealing a black porcelain bottle the size of a fist.

It was the "Dementor Bottle"!
Holding the black porcelain bottle with one hand, Yang Qian floated down gently, and landed right next to the corpse of the sixth-level 狻猊 beast.

Looking at the head of the Suanni beast with a flash of coldness in his eyes, Yang Gan stretched out a finger without hesitation, and began to mutter something.

A white light began to light up at the fingertips, and the white light gradually became dazzling amidst the sound of the incantation.

Suddenly Yang Gan let out a cold snort, and several slender white threads like silk shot out from the white light at his fingertips, piercing into the head of the Suanni beast.

Then the fingers trembled a few times, and a fist-sized green light was trapped by several white lines, pulled out from the skull of the Suanni beast, and pulled towards the "soul-destroying bottle" in Yang Gan's hand.

In the green light, there was a faint appearance of a suanni beast. It seemed to know something was wrong, struggling and shaking halfway, but slowly pulled over to no avail.

When it was a few feet away from the "spirit-destroying bottle", the green light group was covered by a piece of black light that was automatically shot out from the porcelain bottle, and then it was drawn into it with a "swish".

Seeing this scene, Yang Gan showed a smile on his face.

Only a few steps forward, after rummaging through the floating carcass of the Suanni beast for a while, a khaki-colored ball came out.

Compared with the fifth-level demon pill, the inner alchemy of this sixth-level demon beast is not only a circle larger, but also begins to become translucent, and faintly radiates light, making it extremely beautiful.

After looking at it for a few times, Yang Gan put the inner elixir into his storage bag, and then looked at the body of the Suanni beast, as if he had thought of something.

Suddenly with one hand raised, two golden lights flashed across.

The two huge Suan Ni beast claws were cut off neatly. Yang Gan waved his hand without hesitation, and the two claws were put away together.

Then a thunder ball flew out, turning the remaining corpse of the Suanni beast into ashes.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Yang Ganyao looked at the place where the scar-faced man and others were, and suddenly turned into a purple startled rainbow, which spurted out and drew an astonishing wave on the sea.

But after only flying more than a hundred feet, when the scar-faced man and others entered Yang Gan's range of consciousness, Yang Gan couldn't help being surprised.

"In a short period of time, the 'net sealing formation' was broken! What's going on?" Yang Qian's face was slightly concentrating, and while his consciousness was scanning, the scar-faced man and others were frantically controlling the formation The flag, and the seventh-level 狻猊 beast tit for tat.

To be exact, they are at a disadvantage.

Even just now, two more foundation-building stage disciples died under the sharp claws of the seventh-level 狻猊 beast, and blood and corpses spilled onto the sea.

As for the scar-faced man, the white-haired old man, and the rosy-faced middle-aged monk named Wen, the three of them were not in danger of their lives due to their cultivation in the alchemy stage and a few magic weapons.

After a few more breaths, Yang Qian's purple shocking rainbow suddenly entered the spiritual consciousness of the scar-faced man and the others.

The complexion of the middle-aged monk surnamed Wen changed, and his already red cheeks became red like blood. He dodged the attack of the seventh-level Suanni beast, and subconsciously looked at the scar-faced man and the white-haired old man.

The scar-faced man controlled a small hammer with a faint black light, and barely managed to repel the huge figure of the seventh-level Suan Ni beast. He shouted loudly in an instant:
"Fellow Daoist Yang, the situation is urgent. I hope you can help me quickly."

Puff!
The seventh-level Suanni beast roared up to the sky, and tore the last Foundation Establishment cultivator in half with one claw. Red blood splashed all over the sky in the air, forming bloody trails.

The Suanni beast's claws scratched through the air, making a creepy sound. The air was filled with the smell of blood, which was nauseating. On the sea surface below, sporadic blood gradually drifted away.

In the next instant, Yang Qian had appeared on the battlefield, with the "Flame Demon Knife" in one hand and the "Green Radiance Sword" in the other, with two clang-clang metal impacts, he blocked the sharp giant claws of the seventh-level Suanni beast, and then borrowed He made a somersault and retreated to the side of the scar-faced man and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, why did the 'Network Sealing Formation' be broken so quickly?" Yang Gan asked the scar-faced man suspiciously while casting the spell.

"Ahem, this matter is indeed my mistake," the man with the scarred face showed a trace of guilt, "I really never thought that it would be so difficult and dangerous to use that secret method to trap a seventh-level beast. Among the seventh-level monsters, this beast is probably the peak existence."

The seventh-level 狻猊 beast, like a huge lion, stepped on the void, standing in front of Yang Gan and the others. Its body was majestic and powerful, and its scales were as hard as steel, emitting a cold light.

The eyes of the Suanni beast flashed with cruel blood, and it looked coldly at the only four Yang Gans left in the air. It opened its bloody mouth and roared at Yang Gan and the others. The sound was like thunder, shocking several people. Qi and blood surged.

However, they did not rush over again, maybe because they were afraid of the combined strength of the other four.

"What a strong aura!" Yang Qian was also slightly surprised. This kind of aura is probably already at the peak of the eighth-level transformed monster. In a few years, he may have advanced to another level.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, the situation is critical this time. We need to work together to kill this beast." The white-haired old man held an antique green lantern in his hand, and said to Yang Gan with a slight panting.

Among the few people, he has the lowest cultivation level. Even with the help of his own magic weapon, he is still in danger in the face of such a fierce battle.

"That's true. As long as we and the four of us act steadily and kill a level seven Suan Ni beast, there should be no danger." The middle-aged monk surnamed Wen, whose face was as red as blood, said this, and his condition seemed to be worse than the white-haired one. The old man is better.

He glanced at Yang Qian, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked:

"Yang Daoyou, did you kill that sixth-level beast?"

Hearing this, Yang Gan didn't answer immediately, but pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

The middle-aged monk surnamed Wen felt furious when he saw this, and was about to continue to say something, when suddenly his body froze and his face turned pale.

Including Yang Qian, the scar-faced man, and the white-haired old man, they also froze all over, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they all looked at the distant sea.

next moment.

A terrifying breath came from the bottom of the sea, and a chill penetrated to the bone marrow. Yang Qian and the others felt as if their souls were frozen.

The sea was rough and huge waves were rolling, as if some terrifying beast was about to break out of the water.

Suddenly, a shocking roar sounded, the sound was louder than thunder, and it made everyone's eardrums hurt.

"what?!"

In the next moment, a huge shadow emerged above the sea, weighing down the sky like a hill.

(End of this chapter)