Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 251 Extremely vaginal friend, let me lend you your Nascent Soul

Yang Qian was seen holding the sword with one hand, and the sword was surrounded by lightning, like a fluorescent golden bamboo. That was his "Yi Mu Zheng Lei Sword".

As soon as the sword came out, an inexplicable sense of oppression was transmitted to the red fire old monster, and the pressure of thunder and lightning seemed to tear apart his Sunflower Water Demonic Skill.

'what happened!Why is Kuishui Demonic Skill afraid of this inexplicable golden thunder and lightning? The old monster Chihuo's pupils were dilated, and he was shocked and confused.

The black clouds hiding around him were produced by his Sunflower Water Demonic Power that took hundreds of years to be refined. However, facing Yang Qian's golden arc, he was as if he had encountered a natural enemy. He had no power to parry. The magic power was broken.

The figure of the red-fire old monster was also revealed in the dissipating black cloud, with a haggard face full of shock.

But before the red-fire old monster had time to cast a spell, in an instant, the sword body was dancing with a thick golden electric arc, rapidly moving from top to bottom.

Shila-

The black cloud transformed by Kuishui Demonic Skill was easily torn apart like tissue paper by Yang Qian's "Yimu Zhenglei Sword".

"No!" The red-fire old monster roared, and he took out several defensive treasures that exuded a strong demonic energy and blocked them in front of him.

Yang Qian didn't even look at it. He suddenly raised his hand and slashed with his sword again.

Those defensive treasures overflowing with demonic aura were like pieces of tofu, cut in half by the "Otoki Shorai Sword", and their spiritual power disappeared.

When the old monster Chihuo saw this scene, he was immediately frightened out of his wits, and the panic on his face became more and more obvious.He quickly formed seals with his hands, and instantly released the Kuishui Demonic Skill to the extreme, trying to block the thunderous sword.

During the roar, a huge shield quickly condensed around the body of the red-fire old monster, protecting his entire body.

However, Yang Gan's attack was too fast and fierce, and the sword energy was so powerful that it was like the dawn, and the darkness could not withstand it.

Otogi Masaura's thunder sword instantly broke through the shield, just like broken glass, without any hindrance.

Then, Yang Gan shouted low, with a body shape like the wind, he stepped forward and swung out the Yimu Zhenglei Sword. The sword light was like a dragon and the sword energy was like a rainbow, and it instantly slashed towards the head of the old monster Chi Huo.

The scarlet fire old monster showed fear in his eyes, he could no longer dodge this thunderous strike.

The next moment, a head full of panic rose into the sky, and after a slight spin, it was about to roll down.

Zizizi!
Two golden electric arcs suddenly shot out.

One shot hit the thrown head, and the other shot was the old red-fire monster's body on the spot. In the blink of an eye, it was all reduced to ashes.

As for Yang Qian, he had already collected the old monster Chihuo's storage bag, holding it in his hand, looking at it calmly, but after just one glance, he showed a hint of disappointment.

In the old monster's storage bag, apart from a dozen mid-grade spiritual stones, some low-grade materials, and a few magic weapons, there were no magic weapons.

The few defensive treasures just now were also chopped into pieces by Yang Qian's sword. It seemed that the opponent was just like the rumors, and his strength was completely achieved by practicing "Kui Shui Demon Technique" for hundreds of years.

The storage bag of the alchemy monk was no longer of much use to Yang Qian.

With this in mind, Yang Qian took out a black jade slip with the "Kui Shui Magic Skill" written on it, then gently tossed the storage bag to Zi Ling behind him.

"The things in these storage bags are of no use to me. Zi Ling, if you don't mind, just take them. I am stationed at the Miaoyin Sect in Tianxing City, but I have heard some news about the sect. As an elder, I also You should do something for the door." At this time, Yang Gan turned his face and said gently to Zi Ling, who was standing not far away.

Zi Ling's beautiful eyes were shining, she looked at Yang Qian happily, and said slightly excitedly:
"Thank you so much, Brother Yang. I didn't expect that after a hundred years, Brother Yang would have condensed his Nascent Soul and become the most top-level existence in this world. Being able to convince Brother Yang to become the elder of my Miaoyin Sect, it can be said that Zi Ling's life is amazing. It was the right thing to do.”

"The most top-level existence in this world? Nascent Soul cultivator cannot be called this name." After hearing Zi Ling's words, Yang Qian smiled slightly and said noncommittally.Zi Ling's eyes were slightly surprised and brightened, and he was about to continue asking.

Suddenly, Yang Gan raised his hand again and threw two black objects, and Zi Ling subconsciously caught them in his hands.

"Use these two pill-level puppets for self-defense first, and immediately go to the island where the Miaoyin Sect stayed temporarily. If it's too late, the disciples brought out by the Miaoyin Sect this time may not be able to survive." Yang Gan looked serious, like this He ordered Zi Ling.

After hearing this, Zi Ling felt a chill in her heart. She understood something instantly. She said goodbye to Yang Qian and released a stone tablet-shaped treasure. On it was engraved some kind of pattern that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, like a dragon but not a dragon. The aura flickered, Extraordinary.

Wooden dragon monument!
The treasure of the Miaoyinmen Sect!
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows when he saw this. At that time, Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan did not take out this Miaoyin Sect's Zhensect treasure until their death. Apparently, they had given it to Zi Ling in advance.

After the woman's delicate body spun around, she jumped on top of it, and then a piece of colorful body-protecting light suddenly emitted from the wooden dragon tablet, completely covering the purple spirit.

At this time, Zi Lin paused, turned his head, glanced at Yang Qian, and moved his eyes away in a complicated manner. In an instant, they turned into a dazzling rainbow and fled in a certain direction.

The speed is so fast that it is actually one minute faster than the ordinary monks in the pill formation stage.

"The Wooden Dragon Monument Miaoyin Sect's treasure of suppressing the sect does indeed have some skills." Yang Gan murmured to himself with an unchanging expression.

Quietly looking at the direction in which Zi Ling left, until the other party's figure could no longer be seen on the horizon, he turned his head and looked at a forest below, his figure swayed, and he slowly fell down.

Yang Gan smiled and said politely:

"A very vaginal friend, why do you need to hide?"

After a brief silence, a strange air distortion occurred in a corner of the forest, and an old man with a pale face and slender eyes appeared from it. He was an early Yuanying monk.

It is none other than the owner of Jiyin Island, the great evil lord Jiyin Patriarch himself.

"It's you, kid. I didn't expect that a hundred years later, you would actually successfully condense the Nascent Soul." Jiyin Patriarch sneered a few times, then stared at Yang Qian with a gloomy face, saying nothing.

His eyes were like venomous snakes, his expression changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Friends of the Extreme Vagina, you are really tolerant. When the old monster Chihuo died just now, you actually had no intention of helping him at all. It really chilled your allies." Yang Qian touched his chin and said with a smile. .

Patriarch Jiyin's eyes twitched, and he explained with a dry laugh: "When I just arrived at Yuangui Island, I happened to see Your Excellency show off his great power and kill the junior Chi Huo with his sword."

"Besides, you and I are not mortal enemies, and Wu Chou deserved his death back then. Wouldn't it be nice if we turned our hostility into friendship?"

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his face looked thoughtful, as if there was some emotion in it.

Patriarch Jiyin was overjoyed. The evil-dispelling divine thunder that the opponent had just displayed could be called the nemesis of evil. It was several times more powerful than it was a hundred years ago. Even he was not willing to provoke it easily.

At this moment, Patriarch Jiyin had already scolded the disciples who had passed on the information, and made up his mind that as soon as he left this place, he would go back to skin them and cramp them, and extract their souls to refine their souls. Relieve the hatred in your heart.

At this time, Yang Qian suddenly chuckled twice and suddenly said: "This suggestion from Jiyinyou is indeed good, but I want to borrow something from Jiyinyou."

Patriarch Jiyin was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely vigilant. His eyes slowly turned, his gaze as cold as ice, and he asked: "Oh? I wonder what you want to borrow?"

Although his voice was calm, his extremely gloomy expression was a little suspicious.

He and Yang Qian were not close friends, but enemies who almost had a life-and-death feud. What else could the other party want to borrow from him?
Yang Gan's hands on his shoulders slowly slipped down. He tilted his head slightly and smiled kindly:
"I'd like to borrow the Nascent Soul from my vagina friend."

(End of this chapter)