Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Qian glanced at the unusual appearance of the Golden Dragon King, and immediately narrowed his eyes slightly, and words such as "The True Film of the Holy Brahma" flashed in his mind.

"Three Brahma Sacred Techniques? Fellow Taoist Jin has hidden this technique quite well. Except for the Suanni clan, I don't know that the Jiaolong clan also inherits this technique." A strange color flashed across Yang Gan's face, but he said calmly. said.

The other party's Three Brahma Sacred Arts were not what he expected. After all, in the original work, the tenth-level demon had practiced the Three Brahma Sacred Arts. Judging from the opponent's appearance, it was obviously similar to the "Brahma" of the Suanni clan. The records recorded in "Shengzhen Film" come from the same source.

Judging from various signs, coupled with Yang Qian's guess, the final form is undoubtedly the ancient demon's three-headed and six-armed transformation.

"You do have some discernment. The Three Brahma Sacred Techniques have been inherited by the Hai Clan for tens of thousands of years. They are not unique to the Suanni Clan. Is there anything strange about this?" King Jin Jiao sneered and said noncommittally. .

Then he changed the technique in his hand, opened his mouth, and a golden beam of light as thick as the mouth of a bowl spurted out. With another movement of his body, the three arms and swords were raised, and they shot towards Yang Gan with an afterimage.

He didn't believe that with the current [-]% power of the Three Brahma Holy Arts, the opponent could still withstand a single blow.

Seeing that several attacks were about to hit Yang Gan, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the Golden Dragon King's mouth.

but.

The next moment, the Golden Dragon King raised his three arms high, with a look of extreme astonishment on his face.

I saw a strange color flash across Yang Gan's golden face, and at the same time his lips moved and he muttered something.

Suddenly, the golden light gushed out from his body as bright as the scorching sun, and a golden halo slowly emerged above his head. In this halo, a golden dharma figure with three heads and six arms sat cross-legged.

Among the three faces of the Dharma, one was extremely clear and looked exactly like Yang Gan, but the other two faces were extremely blurry, making it impossible for people to see his true face.

The Dharma itself is also shining with golden light, as if it is a real object or an illusory shadow.

When King Jin Jiao saw Yang Qian showing such a strange appearance, his face was filled with horror.

"How is it possible that you can actually cultivate to such an extent?!" The Demon King's eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had seen something impossible.

However, Yang Gan turned a blind eye to all this and just sneered softly. A shadow suddenly appeared under his ribs, and four vague and unusual golden arms appeared strangely.

The four arms swayed slightly and seemed to turn into substance, instantly covered with shining golden scales the size of copper coins.

The Golden Dragon King was horrified, but knowing that there was no way out at this moment, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and slam down the three raised arms like a rainstorm.

When Yang Gan saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, as sharp as an eagle.

He raised an arm covered with golden scales and held a silver-white sword tightly in his hand. The cold light emitted showed its incomparable sharpness. With a clang, he swung his sword to block the opponent's spear tip that shone with golden light.

On the other arm, electric arcs danced on it, full of golden lightning. He used his arm to swing a golden-green sword, pointing directly at the Demon King's thick golden shield. This dragon scale shield instantly turned into a bright light curtain, protecting the demon king's figure there. At this moment, the two were in a stalemate.

The other arm is holding the dark green black turtle and dragon scale shield, its green light flashes like ripples on the surface of a lake. Yang Qian suddenly waved his shield, and the black turtle and dragon scale shield overflowed with light, blocking the golden dragon king's waterfall of white sword light.

The fourth arm holds a palm-sized ancient bronze mirror. The light flows in the bronze mirror like an overflowing brilliance. Yang Gan shot out a divine light from the bronze mirror and enveloped the Golden Dragon King, causing his body movements to freeze.

At the same time, the golden Dharma image on Yang Gan's head opened his eyes, as if two bright stars were twinkling, catching people's hearts. The Dharma image hand was pinching the magic formula, and the six golden-scaled arms on his body were also shining brightly, with golden light shining everywhere. , like lightning flashing across the air.

The six golden-scaled arms on his body also glowed with brilliance. Yang Qian's remaining two arms were lightly slapped in the air. In the palm of his hand, an inconspicuous blue ice flame bloomed instantly, jumping like a will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night. In the center of the ice flame, a trace of eerie purple loomed.

The moment the golden dragon king's blue flame and strange purple lighted up in Yang Qian's hand, an uneasy premonition surged in his heart.

The life crisis was like a flash of lightning, rushing into his heart instantly, making him realize that danger was approaching.

This demon also understood the principle of decisive action, and immediately abandoned the golden gun, white sword, and dragon scale shield in his hand, turned around and ran away.

Apparently he didn't even care about his own magic weapon.

The Golden Dragon King immediately turned into a golden rainbow and escaped several hundred feet away in a few flashes.

Resolutely.

The old demon's reaction speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Even Yang Qian was a little surprised and a little surprised. He didn't expect his reaction to be so quick.

However, after being slightly surprised, he sneered again and again on his face, a silver arc flashed behind him, and he slapped the wind and thunder wings fiercely. His figure disappeared like a ghost on the spot, chasing the direction of the old demon.

The Golden Dragon King, who was hundreds of feet away, secretly decided to escape and found a secret place to hide. He would not come out for three thousand years, preparing to torture Yang Gan to death.

However, this wishful thinking seems to have come to nothing as Yang Qian catches up.

At this moment, a burst of thunder suddenly came from behind him.

The electric arc bounced out, and Yang Gan's figure suddenly appeared there.

"No!" The Golden Dragon King was shocked and was about to take action as soon as he raised his hand.

But Yang Gan moved faster.

I saw that the sarcasm in his eyes flashed away, his arm suddenly reached out, and the five fingers of a palm wrapped in dry blue ice flames closed together with a "swish", silently activating a trace of Shura's holy fire in it, covering his ears with lightning speed He thrust towards the old demon.

The Golden Dragon King was startled, but in this time between life and death, a layer of ferocious golden scales on his body actually seemed to be psychic, automatically protecting the master, shining with golden light, and integrating with the golden armor on his body. , like a golden barrier.

Yang Qian's palm struck the golden scales.

Seeing this scene, King Jin Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.

His golden armor was originally made of his own scales. Now that it is combined with the original scales, his defense power will undoubtedly increase several times. If the opponent wants to break through it with one blow, it will never be that easy. of.

A muffled sound of "bang" echoed in the air, and golden light and blue light lit up at the same time.

The Golden Dragon King was startled and felt a blue light flickering in his sight. (End of chapter)