Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Five Sons of the Same Heart Demon? Could it be that he is the incarnation of the old demon of the Yinluo Sect?" When an elder of the Poison Saint Sect heard this, his face suddenly turned blue, and there was an unconcealable fear in his voice.

"Hmph! Apart from this old demon, who else in the world practices such weird magic skills? The real body of the old demon Qian can possess any of the five demons. Unless he has the ability to kill the five demons at the same time, he will be almost immortal. Yes." The middle-aged monk named Hua snorted coldly and then said softly, as if he was extremely afraid.

"Who am I to know so much about Qian Mou's Five Sons incarnation? It turns out to be Daoist Hua from the Poison Saint Sect. I didn't expect that Daoist Fellow Daoist would gather all the people from the sect here. Don't you know something about the things sealed here?" A soft and gentle voice came from the air, but it was a little erratic, making it impossible to determine the source.

The monk surnamed Hua took a deep breath, forced a calm smile and said: "Haha, brother, you are just kidding! How can Hua know the secrets of this place? It's just that this place is close to my Poison Saint Sect, so I brought several of my fellow sects in front of me. Let’s find out. As the great elder of Yinluo Sect, how can you come here with your noble status?”

"Oh? Really? I remember that the closest sect to here seems to be Huaxian Sect, right? I wonder when your sect moved here? As for Qian, he just went to southern Xinjiang to deal with some trivial matters, and happened to encounter this excitement. ." There was a hint of joking in the voice of the great elder of the Yinluo Sect, and it was obvious that he did not fully believe the middle-aged monk's words.

"I thought that a prominent person like Brother Qian wouldn't go out easily. I wonder what happened that could alert fellow Taoist to take action personally?" The monk surnamed Hua laughed dryly and asked tentatively.

"Haha, what's the important matter? It's just a matter of dealing with a rebel who fled to southern Xinjiang. Gan Mo also has nothing to do and is out and about." Gan Lao Mo explained lightly.

"Really, Hua is overly concerned." The monk surnamed Hua smiled slightly, but he was secretly wary in his heart.

The two sides were going back and forth, with hidden wits in their words, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

"I found it. There is a crack not far to the north of the seal. You can enter inside. The people from the Poison Saint Sect are breaking the entrance restrictions!"

On one side of the small lake, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground and flew into the distance, shouting loudly.

This sound immediately alerted all the monks nearby.

At this time, from where this person emerged, several Poison Saint Sect disciples in blue robes and red scarves flew out, chasing the escaped monk with frightened and angry faces.

But the monk who escaped seemed to have practiced some special escape technique. He could escape light extremely fast and escaped in an instant.

The faces of the monk named Hua and others suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Haha, that's it! Mr. Gan has also practiced a little bit in the way of fighting, so he can help the noble disciples. I will take the first step." Mr. Gan laughed and then five white shadows came towards him. It escaped from below, submerged into the lake in the blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace.

"Let's go! This old devil is cruel and ruthless, don't let him hurt our disciples!"

The monk surnamed Hua stamped his foot with a livid face, then flipped one hand over, and a small yellow flag that had been prepared appeared in his hand.

With a flicker, a cloud of yellow enveloped the members of the Poison Saint Sect, and then they burrowed underground, and several people also disappeared.

Not only those from the Gan Lao Mo and the Poison Saint Sect, but also the other monks who heard this, naturally burrowed underground one after another. In the blink of an eye, less than half of the nearby monks were gone.

The people left on the ground were naturally low-level monks who didn't know the art of earth escape and didn't have earth escape treasures. They could only watch helplessly.

More than twenty miles north of the small lake, thousands of feet deep underground, there is a huge dark space. A dazzling light flashes at the edge of this space, and below them there is an endless white light curtain. , this light curtain is not only extremely thick, but also has layers of astonishing thunder and lightning attached to the light shield. Once anyone gets close to it, a strangely thick arc of electricity will immediately strike out unceremoniously.

Those who were lucky enough to dodge, but had no choice but to resist forcefully. As a result, the protective spirit light flashed continuously when they were hit. Naturally, no one approached him rashly for a while.

But when these monks all looked at a place on the light screen, there was no thunder or lightning. However, there were seven or eight Poison Saint Sect disciples in blue robes and red scarves guarding there. They all had a gloomy look and were in a stalemate with these monks. Make it easily accessible to others.

As a result, these people were naturally scolded by the other monks, but no one took action casually.

After all, the Poison Saint Sect is quite famous in Southern Xinjiang, and almost nine out of ten monks here are local monks in Southern Xinjiang, so naturally they don't dare to get into trouble easily.

But some people were concerned about the reputation of the Poison Saint Sect, and naturally there were also people who were not afraid of the Poison Saint Sect. As a result, a red light flew out from the crowd, and a cold voice came out.

"Get out of here, I want to go in." Although the voice of the speaker was old, it seemed that he was very angry and his words were rude.

"Senior, our sect discovered this place first. Several of our master uncles are nearby, and seniors are..." Seeing the Nascent Soul monk coming forward, a disciple of the Poison Saint Sect in the pill-forming stage could only use the elders of our sect. Name, I had to bite the bullet and want to say something.

"Haha, even if Hua Tianqi himself is here, I must go in." The figure in the red light sneered, then raised his hand, and a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the palm of his hand.

"Really! I wonder how this disciple of my sect offended Brother Zheng Wei, so much so that fellow Taoist fellow Daoist did not hesitate to teach him a lesson with his own hands?" At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from the distance, followed by several escapes of different colors. The laser light came and was in front of several Poison Saint Sect disciples in an instant.

The person speaking among them, who looked blank when facing the figure in the red light, was none other than the monk named Hua himself.

"It turns out that Brother Hua is really here. Zheng is rude! I was just joking with the disciples of your noble family. How could you really bully the younger ones!" Contrary to the expectations of other monks present, the monk who looked menacing in the red light suddenly After seeing several elders from the Poison Saint Sect arriving, they immediately laughed and said that they were completely different from before, they actually didn't care about their own faces at all.

"Hehe, this is the famous Taoist Fellow Zheng Wei from Sisan. Now that I see him, he is indeed well-deserved!" A burst of laughter came from the other side, and then everyone's eyes were blurred, between the red light and the monks of the Poison Saint Sect. Suddenly, five more white figures appeared, all standing there like bamboo poles.

"Five Sons of the Same Heart Demon! It turns out that the godbrother of the Yinluo Sect has arrived!" The monk's voice changed greatly in the red light, as if he was shocked.

"It's easy to say, Zheng Daoyou's reputation is no less than mine!" Gan Laomo chuckled.

This is true.

Speaking of this, Master Sisan can be regarded as a famous figure in the world of immortality in the Jin Dynasty.

However, it's not that this person has great magical powers, but that this person is really a typical cunning character who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

When facing monks whose cultivation level is lower than his, he will be fierce and merciless. When meeting those who have higher magical power and cultivation level than him, he will immediately surrender and flatter them, without caring about his own face.

But once there is an opportunity to take advantage of him, this person will immediately turn his back and become ruthless. He often does dirty things such as taking advantage of others' danger and saping people behind their backs.

Such a character naturally offended many monks, and even some Nascent Soul level monks hated him with itch.

But although this person is a casual cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he also practices the kind of technique that is the easiest to improve his realm, but his magical power is very different.

However, in his early years, he accidentally obtained an ancient treasure, the "Square Flying Boots". After using it, his escape speed was no worse than that of the late Nascent Soul monks.

Moreover, this person later practiced several strange and mysterious techniques that were specifically designed to protect his life. In addition, he rarely provoked interested monks in the middle Nascent Soul stage or above. Therefore, although he was hated by many people, he has remained at ease to this day and became a member of the Great Jin Immortal World. One of the most notorious people.

Of course, Hua Tianqi would not look down upon such a character, but Gan Lao Mo seemed to be quite interested in this person.

However, when this Sifang Sanren saw the appearance of the great elder of Lianyin Luo Sect, he immediately started to back away from the crowd while laughing, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Seeing the other party's timid appearance, Gan Laomo also lost the idea of ​​saying anything to him, but said to Hua Tianqi with a half-smile but not a smile:

"Brother Hua, the disciples of your noble sect are guarding this place. Do you want to block them all together?"

"Brother Qian is joking! How can our Poison Saint Sect dare to stop fellow Taoist Qian? Even other Taoists, our sect has no intention of stopping us. It's just that this place is now blocked by the phantom formation. We also want to break this formation first, and then Let all fellow Taoists go in, in case any fellow Taoists are trapped in it," Hua Tianqi said after a moment of silence.

"Oh, this is the good intention of Mr. Gan! But this is just a magic formation. It's hard for me to fall down. Mr. Gan wants to enter now. I don't know how friendly he is?" Mr. Gan Laomo sneered and stepped forward step by step. Said forcefully.

"No problem, as long as godbrother can break into the formation, I will never stop him in the slightest." Hua Tianqi seemed to be completely relaxed and said without hesitation, and waved his hand to signal his disciples to get out of the way immediately.

Although the other three elders of the Poison Saint Sect were a little confused, but out of their usual trust in Hua Tianqi, no one said anything.

Those few disciples at the Dan Formation Stage immediately stepped aside obediently.

"Then I'll take the first step!" Gan Lao Mo laughed wildly, and five white shadows flashed straight into the white light curtain. In the blink of an eye, the light curtain in front of him glowed with blue light, and the white shadows disappeared one after another. . "Are there any other fellow Taoists who want to break into the formation? Hua will not stop him either." Hua Tianqi waited for the light curtain to return to calm, twisted the green lines on his face a few times, and said slowly to the monks around him.

Hua Tianqi's move made the originally aggressive cultivators look at each other for a moment. Even Zheng Wei, the scattered real person just now, also hid in the crowd and became silent.

Just now everyone thought that the Poison Saint Sect wanted to monopolize the entrance, so naturally everyone became hostile and wanted to enter the seal first. But now the other party gave way to the exit, and there was already a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage inside, but they all became cautious again.

Not to mention whether this illusory formation is difficult to break, if the great elder of Yinluo Sect suddenly goes on a killing spree in the illusory formation, who of them can resist alone, so they naturally hesitate.

Seeing this situation, Hua Tianqi showed a trace of ridicule on his face, and immediately ignored the others, turned around and ordered to his disciples:

"You don't need to stay here anymore! We can break through this phantom formation if we spend a little more time and work together. You can go back to the surface."

"Yes, Great Elder!" The seven or eight Poison Saint Sect Pill Formation disciples bowed to accept the order, then flew upwards without looking back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then, with a greeting from Hua Tianqi, the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect also stepped into the illusory formation below. After a burst of rays of light, they also disappeared.

There was a commotion among the remaining monks.

Most of them are loners. Even if they come with a group, they are only two or three monks in the alchemy stage. How dare they enter this formation.

The remaining Nascent Soul Stage monks were alone in a place, and they all looked thoughtful.

Seeing that no one was blocking the entrance, the place became quiet for a while.

"Fellow Taoist, how about we go in together?" Behind the crowd, the scattered real people sneakily appeared in front of a tall man and said with a smile.

"Go in with you? It's better not to do that! I've admired you for a long time, my Taoist friend!" When the Nascent Soul stage man heard Zheng Wei's words, he immediately rolled his eyes and looked unhappy.

"Why do fellow Taoists reject people thousands of miles away? I took a look. Apart from you and me, there are three other monks here who seem to be strangers. If we work together to find out, If so, there is no need to be afraid of those who are responsible for the old devil and the poisonous saint sect." Zheng Wei still didn't take it seriously and said pleasantly.

"Huh, you convince the others first and then come to me." The big man was moved when he heard this, but the other party was really notorious, so he still stated his conditions without thinking.

"Okay, as long as my Taoist friend says this, leave the rest to Zheng." Zheng Wei assured, patting his chest. Then he flew towards an old man covered in purple light in the distance under the suspicious gaze of the big man.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to go inside and explore? I have already discussed with the fellow Taoist over there and are planning to find three more fellow Taoists to go with us. I wonder if you are willing to join us?" Before the old man could see the uninvited guest, he showed surprise. Zheng Wei first showed a smile.

The old man frowned and glanced at Zheng Wei coldly, then raised his head and glanced at the big man on the other side, just in time to meet the curious look of the big man looking over.

After a brief eye contact, the old man's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Soon after, five Nascent Soul-level casual cultivators who had never met each other entered the illusion formation together.

As a result, the high-level monks who stayed outside suddenly disappeared.

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At the same time that many Yuanying monks entered the illusion formation, Yang Qian kept looking around with blue light flashing in his eyes.

Now he was alone in a dreamlike space, surrounded by ethereal clouds of various colors. There was no sky above and no earth below, but they were suspended in the air out of thin air.

"I actually came to this ghost place that Han Li has been to before. No matter how I fly, I can't fly out. There is no restriction, and it doesn't look like an illusion." Yang Gan touched his chin and muttered to himself. , but there was no trace of panic in his expression.

With the Gate of Heaven and Earth in hand, he wanted to leave this place, but it was just a thought.

But he was quite interested in this place and naturally wanted to study it.

A few days ago, the three of them discovered a very rare spiritual grass on a rock next to the stairs while they were walking. The old man surnamed Fu immediately went to pick it eagerly.

As a result, Fang Yi, an old man named Fu, pulled out the spiritual grass, but immediately triggered some restrictions. Yang Qian only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he appeared here alone.

Bai Yaoyi and the old man named Fu were nowhere to be found.

Faced with the restriction of the magic formation, Yang Qian considered himself to be a master of formations, and he also had great research on some ancient strange formations, so he naturally wouldn't worry about anything at first.

But after a while, the situation turned out to be the same as what Han Li encountered in the original work.

Because he couldn't even be sure whether everything here was an illusion. He only knew that no matter how long he flew, what appeared in front of him was exactly the same situation.

And the magical power of Ming and Qing Lingmu has been used for a long time, and no abnormality was found at all.

As for using flying swords, magic weapons and other attacks, I have tried them all one by one.

As a result, after the attack was launched, it traveled a long distance without any obstruction, and then collapsed and disappeared, unable to hit the real target at all.

In this way, no matter how sharp his attack is, it will be useless.

After wandering around in this space for so long, Yang Qian, who still found nothing, finally stopped.

After pondering for a while with his eyes narrowed, he suddenly sat down cross-legged, gently closed his eyes, and began to think over the various ancient formations he had practiced in his life in detail to see if he could Find similar restrictions so you can break out of the formation.

Time passed slowly, and Yang Gan remained motionless, like a wood sculpture.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Qian finally changed his expression and slowly opened his eyes, looking at the colorful clouds all around him at the same time.

"Tsk, tsk! So that's it, it really is." Yang Qian had a strange look in his eyes and whispered to himself.

Yang Gan slowly stood up and grabbed a nearby red cloud with one hand.

Suddenly, a huge purple palm condensed out of thin air, and then grabbed the colorful cloud into his hand.

A low spell echoed in the air.

Yang Qian's eyes were fixed on the big purple hands, his hands formed a strange mark, and he muttered something.

The big hand trembled and then the five fingers suddenly closed together, holding the red cloud tightly in the palm of his hand.

The purple light exploded, and the big hand turned into a ball of dazzling light in a moment, which was dazzling.

But as Yang Gan's spell continued, the big purple hand suddenly trembled, and his fingers tightened suddenly, holding the red cloud firmly in his palm.

The next moment, an incredible scene happened!

The purple light is bright, and the dazzling light bursts out from the palm of the hand, turning the entire big hand into a bright ball of light, as bright as a falling star.

After completing all this, the spell in Yang Gan's hand slowly dissipated. He looked at the ball of light wrapped in flames expressionlessly. His expression was indifferent, there was no emotion in his eyes, he was just waiting quietly for the next change. . (End of chapter)