Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"In this case, does Brother Huang have any better plan in mind? I would like to hear the details." The young man surnamed Huan was not surprised and asked with a faint smile.

"We'll see what it is then! The other party must pay a similar price before they are willing to take it away." Huangliang Lingjun said, with a beard growing out of his head.

"No problem. Let's do as you say. Our two tribes will take action and deal with these two spirit tribes first." A stern look flashed across the face of the young man named Huan, and he suggested secretly.

"Hehe, okay! It's settled between you and me." Huang Liang Lingjun nodded, then turned around and explained a few words to Lord Lan and the others.

When the others saw that their plan to reap the benefits was exposed and a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage appeared in the demon clan, they naturally had no choice but to agree.

As a result, Lord Lan rubbed his hands together without saying a word, then raised them. Suddenly, a huge blue fireball shot up into the sky and exploded in the air.

Suddenly, in the woods on the distant hilltop, lights of various colors flashed, and beams of light shot out. Human monks and body cultivators who drove spiritual tools to fly appeared one after another.

Under Huangliang Lingjun's loud orders, the human race all knew that the two races were going to join forces to deal with the spirit race first.

Although he was a little surprised, he knew that those who could come here were not ordinary cultivators and body cultivators, so naturally he would not object to anything.

Suddenly, demonic energy began to surge over there, and a large group of hideous-looking monsters and a dozen transformed demon cultivators appeared one after another.

On the human side, all kinds of magical weapons and spiritual tools were sacrificed, and spiritual energy surged into the sky, turning into pieces of light.

The green-skirted woman and Huang Shigong on the opposite side felt something was wrong when they saw the young man surnamed Huan and Huang Liang Lingjun whispering to each other. Now seeing this situation again, they didn't realize that the human and demon races had joined forces.

The two of them looked at each other with gloomy faces, and suddenly turned back without saying a word.

The wooden bird and the huge stone man behind them also rumbled and quickly retreated towards the valley entrance.

It seemed as if the elves were retreating without a fight.

At this, the people of both the human and demon races were naturally stunned, but they immediately thought that the spirit race must have seen that the force was too great to resist and were preparing to escape.

Immediately, morale rose, and the demonic aura chased after them without hesitation, instantly crushing more than a hundred wooden and stone puppets that were running a little slower behind. In the blink of an eye, some of the demons had already rushed into the valley entrance.

There was really no resistance at all!
When the young man surnamed Huan and Lord Huangliang saw this scene, they couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise.

They had all personally fought against the elves in the past and were deeply impressed by their ferocity.

It is not normal that the two elves in front of me retreated like this.

"No, let them stop quickly. Something is wrong!" The young man named Huan's face darkened and he turned to Huangliang Lingjun and said quickly.

"There is indeed a problem!" Huangliang Lingjun nodded, took a deep breath, and let out a long whistle to call back the people in front.

But at this moment, a strange light of blood appeared just above the valley entrance.

Then, with the sound of thunder, a blood lotus several dozen feet in size condensed.

The lotus petals were bright red like blood, with a strong smell of blood, and they were spinning rapidly in the air.

"Oh no, it's Xutian Xuanling!"

When the young man surnamed Huan saw the blood lotus, he immediately lost his voice.

Although Huang Liang Lingjun had never seen this blood lotus, he had naturally heard of the names of the Eight Mysterious Spirits of the Qi Ling Clan and was also shocked.

But before the two could help, the blood-colored lotus suddenly turned into a river of blood, rushing down from the sky.

Wherever the blood passed, both humans and demons were destroyed and turned into wisps of green smoke, disappearing without a trace.

No matter the protective demonic energy or defensive magic weapon, none of them can resist this blood.

In the blink of an eye, only a small half of the humans and demons were left who had not rushed into the valley. Those who were lucky enough to survive all turned pale, and the sight of blood was as terrifying as a poisonous scorpion. Without waiting for Huangliang Lingjun to say anything, they all fled back.

After swallowing so many human demons, the blood river still seemed unsatisfied. It rushed out of the valley and chased after the fleeing human demons.

At this time, the young man surnamed Huan and Huangliang Lingjun could no longer sit idly by and attacked together in anger.

As soon as Huan Cangqi opened his mouth, a gray evil wind rushed out. After rolling over, it turned into a gray wind dragon and rushed straight into the blood river.

Huangliang Lingjun snorted coldly and shook his sleeves. Suddenly, a golden Bagua mirror appeared in front of his chest. He pinched his hands together, and after a "puff" sound, a golden beam of light as thick as a bowl spurted out.

There was a loud "boom" sound!
The wind dragon and the light column hit the front end of the blood river head-on, making a shocking explosion sound, and finally stopped the momentum of the blood, preventing it from moving forward.

"Haha! I didn't expect to meet someone of the same level as your two clans in such a remote place. I am really disrespectful."

The blood river flowed back and suddenly condensed into a blood-red lotus.

A figure flashed, and a man of the Elven race wearing a dark green robe stood on it, his eyes extremely sharp.

It was none other than Xutian Xuanling from the Qi Ling Clan.

Upon seeing the other party retract his magic, the young man named Huan and Xutian looked at each other and temporarily retracted their magical powers.

Suddenly the gray wind and the golden light column dissipated and disappeared, but the expressions of the two people when they looked at Xutian were not very good.

"Xutian, as a Xuanling, how dare you attack the juniors so wantonly? Aren't you afraid that we will do the same to you, the Ling people?" Huangliang Lingjun glanced around and saw that only a hundred people of the human race were left and escaped, and even the two Nascent Soul cultivators who followed him out were missing. He could not help but shout in anger.

"They are just some beings below the Nascent Soul stage, so we can just kill them. Will you humans launch a war against our own race because of these little things? Besides, didn't you two intend to bully the weak?" Xutian didn't care.

At the same time, a spiritual light flashed behind him, and other little men appeared one after another, including Hua Guang and others.

Seeing so many people from the Spirit Clan, the young man surnamed Huan and Huangliang Lingjun were secretly surprised, and could not help but begin to estimate their chances of winning after taking action.

After a moment, the two of them felt relieved.

Although they had lost a lot of manpower not long ago, the two tribes still had a slight advantage after joining forces.

Huangliang Lingjun sneered and wanted to say something, but the young man beside him rolled his eyes and shouted with a changed expression:
"No, there are no people from the Water Tribe among the Five Elements Spirit Tribe! They are stalling for time."

After hearing what the young man surnamed Huan said, Huangliang Lingjun suddenly came to his senses. With a livid face, he waved his hand. A light flashed in front of his chest, and golden beams of light spurted out again. Naturally, the young man surnamed Huan also cast a spell and released the evil wind again.

As for the other demon cultivators behind them, the human race also attacked towards the opposite side under the leadership of the young woman in palace dress and Lord Lan of the Blue City and others.

The elves on the other side were not afraid either. Amid the crisscrossing of fire and sword energy, the stone men and green wooden birds once again emerged from the valley.

The wooden bird flapped its wings, and suddenly dense green arrows shot out.

The giant stone man raised his hands and threw yellow light balls as big as water tanks towards the opposite side.

Suddenly both sides were fighting happily.

At this time, the blood lotus on the opposite side turned into a thick blood river again, shooting straight into the sky.

Huangliang Lingjun and the young man surnamed Huan also flew into the air, using their magical powers to follow closely.

In terms of cultivation level, the three of them are almost the same.

However, as Xutian was a mysterious spirit, he had no idea how many tens of thousands of years the spirit world had existed. Whether in terms of fighting experience or magical powers, he was much better than Huangliang Lingjun and Huan Cangqi.

In a one-on-one fight, the human and the demon will definitely lose.

But these two people were very clear about this matter, so they attacked together with unusual tacit understanding, and together they managed to gain a slight advantage over Xutian.

For a moment, in the sky, rivers of blood, gray winds, and golden light intertwined together, while underground there were continuous explosions, flames, glows, and rumbling sounds.

A blue rainbow flashed, and a huge lightsaber emerged. It slashed down, and more than a dozen giant stone men blocking in front of it were all destroyed in the blue light.

On the side of the spirit race, a huge fire started to rise, and a huge red hand appeared, grabbing the demons. Several monks were unable to dodge, and were caught tightly, turning into ashes in the huge red hand.

When one of the humans saw this, he became furious.

He clasped his hands together and his body grew rapidly, transforming into a giant over ten feet tall. He swung a pair of shiny black iron fists and punched fiercely at the opposite side.

This person was a top-level body cultivator. He used his secret body-building technique, enlarged his body, and attacked without mercy.

Several gusts of black python-like wind gushed out from the fist. Wherever the fist wind passed, there was a loud and sharp sound of breaking through the air. No matter whether it was the elves or the wooden and stone puppets, they had to retreat three points and dared not to take any direct attack.

But the same loud shout came from the elves, and a silver figure suddenly swelled and grew larger.

"Take the blow from my iron blade!"

A silver figure, larger than the black giant, appeared on the side of the elves. He was a member of the Golden Elves named Tieren.

The ground shook violently a few times, and the silver figure took a few big steps forward and rushed to the front of the black giant, punching out with two huge silver fists.

The black giant was not to be outdone and also punched back.

The sound of thunderbolt from the blue suddenly rang out.

When the humans and demons who were closer heard the sound, their ears were buzzing with fear and they all moved away from the place where the two giants were fighting.

At this time, the rest of the spirits and high-level demon cultivators also displayed their magical powers.

Suddenly, a black fire phoenix flew out from the group of monsters. With a sweep of black flames, more than a hundred wooden birds in the air were turned into ashes.

Then the black phoenix's figure flashed and suddenly disappeared into the void, but the next moment, with a phoenix cry, the phoenix appeared at the entrance of the Chaos Valley, and under the rolling black flames, it turned into a young woman in palace dress.

This demon cultivator from the Black Phoenix clan, without even turning his head, immediately disappeared into the valley in a flash of black light.

"Not good!" City Lord Lan was very anxious when he saw this scene.

He took a deep breath, and the seven blue flying swords hovering in front of him suddenly aimed at the group of stone men that were entangled with him and slashed out hundreds of sword energies without sparing any strength.

He fought his way out of a passage and turned into a blue rainbow that shot into the Chaos Valley.

The other seven or eight people from the human and demon races nearby discovered this good opportunity and also took advantage of it, driving their escape lights into the valley.

The last person to enter the valley was a young man wrapped in red light, and it was Yang Qian.

At this moment, he was driving the thick fire spiritual energy and flashed into the valley entrance at an extremely fast speed, as if he was extremely proficient in fire-attribute spells.

"In order to disguise as a spirit, I must use the fire attribute magical power of Flame Devouring. Fortunately, this person's cultivation is also good, so he is not too embarrassed." Yang Qian thought so in his heart, but did not speed up directly, but followed steadily behind everyone.

As soon as Yang Qian entered the valley, he immediately understood why this valley was called Chaos Valley.

The sky, the ground, and the mountain walls in the valley were all gray, as if there was a layer of gray gauze that could not be wiped off covering the entire valley.

Yang Qian's escape light suddenly stopped.

He looked at the human cultivators and demon people in front of him who were flying towards the depths of ancient China. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly made a gesture with his hands, opened his mouth, and a silver fireball spewed out.

A crisp cry came from the fireball, and after a "puff" sound, the flames rose and it turned into a firebird about a foot big, circling around Yang Qian.

“Should I call you Devouring Flame, or should I just call you Taiyin True Fire? Anyway, it has already merged with the Sun Essence Fire, and now it has absorbed the spirit origin of Devouring Flame, so I’ll just call you Spirit Devouring Heavenly Fire! Fortunately, when I was in the human world, I transformed the Shura Holy Fire into Taiyin True Fire, which greatly increased its power. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so smooth when I absorbed Devouring Flame just now.” Yang Qian looked at the silver firebird in front of him, muttered with a weird look on his face.

Yang Qian was already very excited when he first saw this big man from the Spirit Clan with a glowing red light. He immediately recognized that this man was the unlucky guy from the Spirit Clan who wanted to take over Han Li's body in the original novel but was killed instead.

Therefore, Yang Qian deliberately showed weakness to the enemy, and as soon as the fire dragon transformed by the Flame-Devouring Monster entered his body, he immediately unleashed the full power of the Taiyin True Fire by repelling the fire spiritual power.

This fire has the instinct to devour all flames. With Yang Qian's slight stimulation, it immediately fought with the fire dragon.

If it were just this firebird, Flame-Eaterer itself, as a being of the same level as the spirit race and the Divine Transformation cultivator, would naturally not be a match.

However, with Yang Qian, a Jindan cultivator, accompanying him, and having also mastered the Dayan Jue to perfection, his spiritual power was even stronger than that of a Jindan cultivator in the middle stage, and was almost as strong as that of a Jindan cultivator in the late stage.

Shi Yan is just a low-level spiritual general, equivalent to the early stage of the human race's spirit transformation. Even if his original body has some devouring characteristics, entering Yang Qian's body is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

When Shi Yan was fighting with Taiyin Firebird, Yang Qian immediately activated his spiritual power and forcibly restrained its spiritual power.

Then he let the Taiyin Firebird devour it whole, and even its body, a scarlet flame-eating gem, was melted into the firebird's body.

This is the true meaning of devouring!
Not only was the opponent's fire spirit essence absorbed by the firebird, but even the opponent's memory was completely absorbed by the firebird.

In an instant, it turned into the current Soul Devouring Heavenly Fire! (End of this chapter)