Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

The next moment, the Yin energy spun wildly, forming small whirlpools, which then sank into the evil ghost in the middle and the two phantom giant swords.

The evil ghost in the middle immediately let out a terrifying roar, and the sound seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and shatter the sky.

His body suddenly grew seven or eight times in size, becoming more than thirty feet tall, towering over the sky like a majestic mountain.

The evil ghost raised the red ghost sword that had also been magnified several times, and the flames on the sword body were burning. He aimed at the knife light in the air and slashed it. The red light and the golden light instantly intertwined and flashed, the light was so dazzling that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.

Then, there was a loud bang that sounded like the end of the world, and the whole space seemed to tremble in the sound. The huge sword light that fell was actually blocked by two giant swords that were more than ten feet long.

Then, the blade light trembled violently, and like a broken mirror, it dissipated and disappeared, turning into tiny dots of starlight that dissipated into the air. Correspondingly, the two ghost swords below and the two thick arms of the evil ghost holding the swords shattered into pieces without any warning, turning into balls of red mist.

However, the red mist did not dissipate, but instead condensed strangely in the air. At this moment, a phantom appeared like a dragon emerging from the sea, circling, and then smashed down at the evil spirit with the force of thunder.

The red-haired evil ghost in the middle was not panicked at all. The red mist in front of him rolled violently, and ghost arms and two huge swords appeared again. The movements were smooth and natural, as if they were safe and sound. The phantom's attack was naturally easily blocked by the two huge swords, and was hit by a huge force and flew far away.

Seeing this from a distance, Ye Ying's face instantly turned pale, bloodless. She gritted her teeth, shook her sleeves suddenly, and three fist-sized balls of light shot out in yellow, red, and white.

The ball of light circled, and three rare treasures, "Flute", "Qin" and "Pipa", appeared in a row.

Immediately, Ye Ying's ten fingers flew like wheels and pointed at the three treasures frantically, her movements as fast as lightning.

"Listen to my command! Quick!"

The three treasures emitted strange lights, and three different colors of light shot out at the same time, brilliant and colorful.

The rays of light merged together along the way, turning into a three-colored light that swept towards the evil spirit with surging power.

However, just as the glow flew a distance, four groups of Yin Qi suddenly burst out in front of the glow without warning, and then four red-haired evil spirits appeared out of thin air again. Their ferocious faces looked even more terrifying under the shroud of Yin Qi, and they opened their mouths at the oncoming three-color glow at the same time, and four streams of black Yin Qi gushed out like four black giant pythons, which immediately blocked the three-color glow.

The two sides' forces were counteracting each other, and there was a stalemate, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"What?" Ye Ying was startled, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief. Just as she was about to cast another spell to deal with it, a light "whoosh" sound came from above her head, and a red shadow strangely flashed out from the void.

The figure was as fast as a ghost, and with a wave of his hands, two thick sword qi whistled out, slashing down fiercely with a chilling momentum. It turned out that the red ghost that originally stayed on the white light curtain had torn through the space without knowing when, and quietly teleported to the top of his head. This sudden attack caught Ye Ying off guard.

"Not good!" Ye Ying was shocked and angry, and her pretty face was instantly covered with frost. She flashed and turned into a golden rainbow, shooting away at an incredible speed, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

At the same time, Ye Ying made a single move with one hand, and the golden knife and green ring in the distance suddenly whistled, as if summoned by their master, and shot back at lightning speed, circling around the evil ghost above their heads and attacking frantically. The ghost, however, wielded a pair of giant swords in his hands, with sword shadows thick and airtight, protecting his entire body without showing any weakness.

Every time the sword and the treasure collided, dazzling sparks and powerful energy fluctuations burst out. In this way, Ye Ying relied on five powerful treasures to start a fierce battle with the seven red ghosts.

The light was shining and the air was filled with negative energy. The two sides were fighting hard and Ye Ying could no longer concentrate on dealing with the huge blood-red sword.

On the other side, Ye Chu had also used a powerful method. She released more than a dozen green and yellow flying swords. The swords flashed with strange light and turned into sword shadows all over the sky, like a dense sword net, covering the enemy.

The two Long family monks summoned a group of demon heads with long hair. Each of these demon heads seemed to be the size of a human head, but they had no body, which was extremely strange. They had green faces and fangs, and their faces were ferocious and terrifying. They spewed purple demonic energy from their mouths, and instantly turned the area within a hundred feet into a mist, like a sea of ​​demonic fog.

Ye Chu was actually drawn into it, his figure looming in the magic fog. All he could see were the sword shadows flashing through the fog, engaging in a fierce battle with the ghosts and monsters. From time to time, there were bursts of dull collision sounds and energy explosions.

However, the miasma was filled with demonic shadows, eerie and terrifying, as if there were endless demonic shadows baring their fangs and swaying their claws in it, making people shudder.

Even though Ye Chu used several powerful magical powers one after another, each of which was extremely powerful and shining brightly, he was unable to immediately break through the strange miasma and escape. He could only release the protective green light first.

The green light that protected its body rippled like water waves, interweaving and colliding with the miasma continuously, making crackling sounds and splashing light.

The woman was extremely anxious. She glanced around eagerly and naturally saw the white-robed girl Ye Ying who was also in a miserable state of struggling. Her heart sank and she clenched her teeth.

But Ye Chu immediately remembered something, and a hint of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"No! The young master is fighting hard, what is that Yang doing?" Ye Chu suddenly thought of this, and suddenly a surge of nameless anger surged in her heart. She turned her head in another direction, and what she saw made her stunned.

In the direction Ye Chu was looking was Yang Qian, who had not yet taken action.

At this moment, he was wearing a black robe, with his hands behind his back, floating in the air motionless, his expression as calm as water, without any sign of panic.

However, this was not because Yang Qian did not want to take action, but because not far in front of him, a young woman in a black dress was looking at him with a smile.

The visitor was Xiao Hong from the Black Phoenix Clan.

"A demon cultivator in the late stage of transformation?! It seems that this Yang guy is afraid and doesn't dare to act rashly." Ye Chu frowned, and was extremely angry at Xiao Hong's appearance.

In her opinion, the other party was obviously a demon race, but they dared to participate in human affairs so openly. They were simply lawless and audacious.

"This is a matter of the human race. Fellow Daoist, are you trying to get yourself into trouble by interfering in the affairs of our True Spirit family?" Ye Chu shouted at the young woman, her eyes filled with anger and warning.

"If you want me to not care about this matter, just give me the Feather of Heavenly Phoenix in your hand. As long as you take this thing, I will turn around and leave immediately." Xiao Hong laughed tenderly, but there was a bit of greed and cunning in that smile.

"What Phoenix Feather? How could I have it in my hand?" Ye Chu's expression changed slightly, but he denied it without hesitation. His expression was firm, without any intention of retreating.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist forgot one thing! Among the people sent undercover to the Wood Clan, there are also people from our Demon Clan. He sent back news many years ago that the Wood Clan had hidden three Feathers of the Heavenly Phoenix, which the Heavenly Phoenix uses for rebirth from the ashes. Otherwise, how could fellow Daoist, a dignified Void Refinement cultivator, personally lurk in the Wood Clan for so many years. Now even this Young Master Ye has come out in person to respond, so the Feathers of the Heavenly Phoenix should be in our hands." The demon woman Xiaohong said slowly and leisurely, her tone full of certainty.

Hearing Xiao Hong's words, Ye Chu and Ye Ying on the other side looked at each other, fell silent, and their faces became extremely gloomy.

Xiao Hong sneered and ignored them. She looked at Yang Qian again and said with a smile:
"Brother Yang, I know you have extraordinary magical powers, but it won't be easy to defeat me now that I have revealed all my cards! How about we just wait and let others decide the winner first?"

Xiaohong actually said such words, with a hint of provocation and temptation in her eyes.

Yang Qian had already seen the fight between the other two women. He was thinking about the plot in the original novel. After hearing this, he was silent for a while, but suddenly laughed:
"I really don't want to fight with you, but if we really wait for that Young Master Long to fuse the blood of the true spirit, it will be a dilemma between life and death. Considering that we have come here together, Yang only wants to ask you one question, will you give in or not?" "I'm sorry, I cannot obey your command!" Xiao Hong's face suddenly darkened, her voice suddenly became as cold as ice, her eyes revealed determination and ruthlessness.

"Okay! In that case, we can only compete to see who's better." Yang Qian smiled faintly, his expression calm and composed, and said this in a calm tone.

"It's a bit chaotic right now, why don't we go have a big battle somewhere else? Ever since we parted in Tianyuan City, I have practiced several powerful magical powers just to wait for this moment." Xiaohong's black dress fluttered in the wind, rustling, and her whole body exuded a powerful spiritual pressure of the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation. That spiritual pressure was like a substance, making the air around her seem heavy.

"Fairy Xiao, please!" Yang Qian had no objection and still had a confident smile on his face.

It seems that the demon cultivator in front of him is very confident in the new magical power he has cultivated, and he naturally wants to give it a try.

After all, Yang Qian believed that no one below the Void Refinement Stage could be his opponent, and his heart was filled with fearlessness and confidence.

Xiaohong smiled charmingly, with a hint of provocation and expectation in her smile.

The next moment, her figure flashed and turned into a gorgeous rainbow light that shot away into the distance at a speed as fast as lightning.

Yang Qian's eyes flashed with excitement, his whole body glowed purple, and he followed closely without hesitation.

When Ye Ying and Ye Chu saw this scene, their hearts sank slightly and their faces became somewhat solemn.

Without Yang Qian as their helper, the pressure on them instantly increased a lot. Both of them frowned and looked worried.

I just don’t know what the outcome of the battle between Yang Qian and Xiao Hong will be.

"You two, don't be distracted!" The man from the Long family sneered, and that laughter was full of sarcasm and complacency.

Then, a large amount of magical light poured down like a torrential rain, the light was dazzling.

Accompanied by countless hideous monsters, rushing towards you with bared fangs and claws, it makes people shudder.

Ye Ying and Ye Chu looked at each other, and saw determination and resoluteness in each other's eyes. They both gritted their teeth, shouted softly, and displayed all their magical powers.

For a moment, the light was bright and the momentum was like a rainbow.

On the other side, Yang Qian and Xiao Hong flew thousands of miles away in a very short time.

The light that Xiao Hong transformed into suddenly stopped, and her plump figure was revealed. She sneered, and her beautiful eyes looked over with coldness.

"Hmph!" Xiao Hong snorted softly, her brows slightly furrowed, she put two fingers together and made a seal, then opened her red lips and muttered something, looking as if she was concentrating on casting a spell.

"Mr. Yang is here!" Yang Qian's voice came from afar.

Yang Qian saw Xiao Hong's movements from afar. His eyes focused, and he accelerated instantly, and the whole person disappeared into the void.

After his figure became blurred for a while, he somehow stepped over a hundred feet away, as if he had crossed the limitations of space.

In an instant, he was only a few feet away from Xiaohong.

He just raised one hand and lightly stroked it with one finger without any anger.

A golden light flashed, and a thin but dazzling golden thread appeared instantly, rushing towards Xiaohong at lightning speed, as if to cut her in half.

This attack seemed simple and plain, but in fact it was the result of Yang Qian relying on his extremely strong body to bring his body refining technique and the Nine Changes of Gale to the extreme.

The speed was so fast and the movements were so strange that it was hard to grasp.

Even though Xiaohong was a demon cultivator with extraordinary strength, Yang Qian's ghostly movements and unexpected attacks still frightened her.

The golden thread transformed from the sword energy was so fast that he had no time to dodge or defend.

At this extremely critical moment, she was so anxious that she could only open her mouth suddenly, and a ball of inky black flame spewed out of her mouth.

A muffled "bang" sound was heard, and the black flames instantly split apart, and the sword energy also stagnated slightly.

With this brief respite, Xiao Hong's figure flashed like lightning, and after the golden thread flashed, it only cut off a small piece of the woman's skirt, and she had already shot backwards seven or eight feet away like a startled wild goose.

When Xiaohong regained her balance, she looked at Yang Qian with an expression of disbelief. Her eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

"How is it possible? Your magical powers are so much stronger than when you were in Tianyuan City?" Xiao Hong opened her cherry lips slightly, her voice trembling, and she blurted out with great fear.

At this moment, her heart was already filled with shock and fear. She never expected that Yang Qian's strength had reached such a terrifying level.

"Hehe!" At this time, Yang Qian retracted the sword light and sneered, his face full of confidence and calmness. Without saying a word, he touched his head with one hand, and the gray magnetic divine light instantly shot up into the sky, like a roaring gray dragon.

As his mind moved, the Yuan magnetic divine light swept towards Xiaohong with great momentum, as if it wanted to swallow everything.

At the same time, Yang Qian pressed the air silently with one hand from his sleeve, and suddenly five white skulls appeared out of thin air around Xiao Hong.

Ghostly lights flickered in the eye sockets of the five skulls, making them look eerie and terrifying. They opened their mouths, and five different colors of extremely cold flames rolled out, instantly transforming into five-colored flames, rushing forward with overwhelming force, and the air seemed to be frozen wherever they passed.

After doing all this, Yang Qian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a calm and composed smile.

Immediately, thunder rumbled behind him, and wind and thunder wings emerged. Blue-white arcs of electricity flashed and jumped, shining brightly.

The next moment, Yang Qian disappeared from the spot, leaving only a blurry afterimage. (End of this chapter)