Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

After all, this is a genuine Yuanying stage monk, the No. 1 high-level monk Yang Qian has fought against after he advanced to the seventh level of Vajra Art.

Although he lost his vision, he didn't panic, and released the majestic power of consciousness to explore the surrounding environment.

He suddenly raised his hand, and two streams of the same dark stream shot out from the palm of his hand. After a muffled sound, he turned into two hideous human puppets, and each rushed towards a mummy controlled by an old man in black.

Yang Qian's spiritual command was instantly conveyed to the core of each humanoid puppet. Like loyal warriors who responded to the master's call, they immediately woke up from their static state.

These puppets were originally made lifelike, as if they were real people, but now under the control of Yang Qian's divine sense, they looked even more like real people, and their every move was extremely fast.

The first puppet looked like a strong man with an expressionless face. His fists were as hard as hammers, and he hit the mummy on the left side of the black-robed old man, who was the old man's precious apprentice.

The mummy was wearing a black robe, with a pale face and sunken eyeballs. It looked lifeless and lifeless. It also pushed out a pair of withered fists that were hard to look at.

However, when the iron fist of the mummy was about to hit the strong man puppet, a faint light suddenly flashed in the puppet's eyes, and an arm like a hammer turned into a fist, suddenly reached out, and directly grabbed the mummy's arm. fist.

The arm didn't look big, but the iron fist of the mummy couldn't move at all in its grasp.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the old man's mummy was tightly grasped by the strong man's puppet. Then it suddenly turned and whizzed against the stone wall next to it, shattering countless sand and stones in an instant, and a large smoke rose. He rose up, covering his figure. The strong man puppet was as powerful as a broken bamboo. He turned his hand over the Balrog Knife and pinched it into his palm. He stamped his feet fiercely. The ground cracked and then burst into flames, rushing straight into the smoke.

The other masked puppet was holding a black pointed awl about a foot long. It was an ancient magic weapon "Miscellaneous Yang Awl" obtained from the Tianyuan Pagoda in the Bloody Forbidden Land. It dragged another big man with a square face. The mummies also suffered the same fate, fighting inextricably around the churning pool on the left side of the cave.

Yang Gan glanced at the two puppets expressionlessly, he couldn't tell the winner for the time being, he didn't care about it at all, instead he took this opportunity to flip his hands, and a strangely shaped flower basket immediately appeared in the palm of one of them , and suddenly shot out a three-inch golden blue sword from the other hand, which is obviously his natal magic weapon "Yimu Zhenglei Sword".

With his eyes fixed slightly, Yang Qian suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, three or four slender golden arcs were sprayed on the high-speed rotating golden blue sword. After a buzzing sound, the golden blue sword immediately transformed into dozens of sword lights , swarmed up, and after a low groan, in front of the stone walls around the cave, there were layers of golden sword arrays like fish scales, mixed with faintly visible ripples of spiritual power, the momentum was extremely astonishing.

"Puppet art! Sword array! Good boy, I really underestimated you before!" The black-robed old man said in a dark voice. The other party not only had a good body training, but also proficient in puppet art and sword array. Looking at the golden sword light, Obviously not an ordinary alchemy cultivator.

I'm afraid it has a lot to do with it.

Frowning, the black-robed old man didn't care too much at the moment, stretched out his hand to grab the gray mist that filled the sky, and then without thinking, he threw back his sleeve robe and touched the sky cap with the other hand.

Immediately, a gray knife and a black bare bone fan appeared on both sides of the body, and at the same time, a thick gray and black glow submerged the figure in it.

The old man in black robe is obviously very experienced. When facing a top-level body refiner, he should not take it lightly, especially when he is up close.

A stern look flashed across his eyes, and the black-robed old man opened and closed his lips more than ten times very quickly, chanting something, and then moved a little farther away, a gray knife shot out from the side, and turned into a gray knife in a blink of an eye. The giant python jumped out and fiercely met Yang Gan's golden rainbow sword array.

Immediately, the golden and gray rays of light intertwined together, and rumbling sounds came out from time to time.

The black-robed old man smiled coldly, then raised his hand, and the black bone fan suddenly grew in size and turned into a terrifying skeleton bird.

The whole body of the bird and beast was bare, shining with a cold light, with its wings spread out, the roar was like a gust of wind, shaking the surrounding sand and stones into the air.Transformer into type? !
Yang Qian's pupils shrank. The skeleton bird and beast transformed by the black light bone fan, after sweeping his consciousness, did not find the transformed host monster. It was really composed of magic weapon and spiritual power.

This couldn't help but make Yang Qian feel more worried.

"Chirp—"

Accompanied by high-pitched screams, the skeleton birds and beasts rushed forward, and instantly spread their wings to pounce on Yang Gan.

"Hmph!" Yang Gan snorted coldly, grabbed the weird flower basket, and threw it at the skeleton birds and beasts in the air.

Immediately, the bamboo basket turned into a stream of cold white air, which flew straight to the skeleton birds and beasts that swooped down.

With a muffled "bang", the white air was shattered and scattered in all directions.

"Hahaha, the power of the old man's 'Kite Bone and Jade Fan' is something that a junior like you can't resist. After seven or eight hundred years of sacrifice, I'm afraid it won't be weaker than ordinary spirit treasures." The old man in black robe Looking up to the sky and laughing, it seems that he is extremely confident in the power of his magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qian was indifferent to this, and just made a spell and cast a spell indifferently.

The old man in black robe showed disdain, and with a sneer, he was about to control the skeleton bird and beast and pounce on him.

The next moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed, and the old man's body froze in place.

"what?!"

The old man in black robe let out a low voice in surprise.

However, after the skeleton bird and beast broke through the white air from the flower basket, it faltered on the spot, as if its aura was unstable.

Then, the white air that had become dots quickly gathered together again, and after a flash of brilliance, it resumed the shape of a flower basket, which was several times larger than before.

And the skeletal bird and beast was trapped inside the giant flower basket by a ball of white air. No matter how it struggled to spread its wings and scratch with its claws, it still seemed unable to break free.

"Good! You really impress the old man!"

This scene of the magic weapon being suppressed made the black-robed old man show an unbelievable expression, he opened his mouth resentfully, and a bunch of fists and big gray and black corpse flames spewed out of his mouth, condensing into a huge dense fireball in the blink of an eye, overwhelming the sky. The flower basket is pressed away.

Yang Gan glanced at the black-robed old man coldly, snorted, and suddenly tapped the golden sword array around him. (End of chapter)