Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Teleport? No! He has the skill of Thunder Escape!" Xiao Hong's face suddenly changed when she saw this scene, and her whole body tensed up instantly, as if facing a powerful enemy.

But before Xiaohong could make any further reaction.

When Yang Qian flashed out of the void again the next moment, he had already appeared above Xiaohong's head like a ghost. He shook his sleeves elegantly, and dozens of golden lights flew down in an instant, like a dazzling meteor shower, gorgeous and deadly.

Once Yang Qian made a move, his attack was as fierce as a storm, with such momentum that it made people tremble with fear.

Xiao Hong had just narrowly escaped from Yang Qian's sword and was still a little frightened. Then she was immediately caught between life and death. Naturally, she was extremely frightened and angry.

Without thinking, the woman spun around at high speed on the spot, and suddenly a thick, inky black flame gushed out from her body, like a black wave, heading directly towards the five-colored flames.

Then Xiao Hong opened her mouth again, and an ink-black ancient mirror shot out, the mirror surface flashing with mysterious dim light. She pointed it forward and shook it. Suddenly, a black light surged out like a tide, just blocking the oncoming gray glow.

As for the dozens of golden sword lights that were slashing down above her head, the woman raised one hand into the air, and a bunch of thin white silk threads shot out, instantly turning into a huge silk net, which protected her tightly underneath.

When Yang Qian saw this scene, a cold light flashed in his eyes like lightning, and he urged the sword formula in his mind. Dozens of sword lights flashed, and in the instant, they split into hundreds in the golden light, and slashed down like stars in the sky.

The "chi chi" sound of the sword energy was sharp and piercing, as if it pierced through most of the sky and made the heaven and earth tremble.

Xiaohong's face turned pale, completely bloodless.

Even though the white silk net was extraordinary, it began to vibrate violently in a breath under the crazy attack of so many sword lights, and the light flickered wildly, and it was about to collapse. The surrounding black flames and the five-colored flames only resisted for a while, and then stagnated and became ineffective in the rolling flames, and then was ruthlessly submerged by the surging flames.

The five-colored flames once again swept towards Xiaohong with overwhelming force.

As for the black light emitted by the ancient mirror in front of Xiao Hong, as soon as it came into contact with the gray glow, it burst into continuous muffled sounds, like bursts of thunder. The black light immediately dissipated inch by inch.

A gray light swept over, and the mirror that was swept by it spun rapidly, and immediately became extremely dim in the gray light, as if it had lost all its spirituality.

The Yuan magnetic divine light was no longer hindered by anything and it gushed down with the force of thunder.

"What kind of magical power is this?" Xiao Hong was extremely shocked, her face was as pale as paper, and her beautiful eyes were full of horror.

Even though she knew that Yang Qian had extraordinary powers, she never expected that he would be so difficult to deal with.

It was not a life-and-death fight in Tianyuan City that day, and both sides were holding back. But now that they were fighting, she was completely at a disadvantage and did not seem to be his opponent at all.

Xiao Hong gritted her teeth and without any hesitation, she rolled to the ground. With a flash of light from her body, a black flame over ten feet high shot up into the sky, burning fiercely and scorchingly.

A black phoenix about ten feet tall proudly appeared in the flames, its feathers were black and shiny, flashing with mysterious light. A phoenix cry that soared into the sky resounded through the sky, and as it spread its wings, a white crack of light immediately appeared in front of it, like a mysterious door to space.

The bird flashed and disappeared in an instant.

As a result, no matter the dense sword lights that had just cut the silk net into pieces, or the five-colored flames around it and the gray light clouds in the sky, all fell into the air and were in vain.

"Space magic!" Yang Qian snorted coldly, his expression stern, a black light flashed between his eyebrows, and the third demonic eye appeared.

This demon eye is extremely deep, as if it can see through everything.

As the eyeball moved, a thin black thread shot out and disappeared in an instant.

Yang Qian's wings flapped behind him, and he disappeared with a thunder. But immediately, in the void thirty feet away, a bluish-white light flashed, and Yang Qian's figure emerged.

Almost at the same time, a muffled rumbling sound suddenly came from the void several feet below Yang Qian, like a bolt from the blue.

Immediately, the space fluctuated, and the black phoenix stumbled out, its body unstable and shaky.

A pair of phoenix eyes were filled with an expression of unusual surprise.

"Destroy the Dharma Eyes!" Unbelievable words came out of Feng's mouth, his voice trembling and full of fear.

But before the Black Phoenix could stabilize its body, a bone-chilling cold snort came from Yang Qian's mouth above his head.

"Humph!"

When Xiaohong, who had turned into a black phoenix, heard the voice, her body suddenly trembled violently, as if she was hit by a heavy hammer and almost fell from the air.

"Not good!" Even though Xiaohong couldn't move her whole body, her mind suddenly sank and she felt a great fear in her heart.

Almost at the same time, Yang Qian opened his mouth and a small green tripod spurted out. The small tripod flashed with green light and emitted a spiritual pressure different from that of ordinary magic weapons.

It was the Xuhuang Treasure Cauldron.

"Tian Lingbao!" Xiaohong's beautiful eyes fixed, her pupils suddenly shrank, her eyes were full of shock and fear.

Just then, after a crisp sound was emitted from the Xuhuang Treasure Cauldron, the lid of the cauldron flew up, and countless green hairs spurted out from the cauldron like a tide. The green light instantly shone brightly, covering the sky and the earth.

Black Phoenix had clearly sensed something was wrong, but at this moment her wings felt as heavy as if they were weighed down by a thousand pounds, unable to move at all. With a face full of fear, she was instantly bound tightly by the green silk, like a flying insect trapped in a spider web.

Yang Qian's figure flashed, and he came to the place close to Black Phoenix like a ghost. He shook his sleeves, and a huge hand as black as ink came out with gusts of wind and lightning, and his five fingers were like hooks, grabbing Black Phoenix's neck tightly.

At this time, Black Phoenix finally regained some consciousness from Yang Qian's attack of the Loss of Mind.

Seeing this, he naturally became furious. Not only did he twist his body desperately in the black hair, trying to break free, but a layer of black flames also emerged from his body and burned fiercely. The black hair immediately melted and dissolved in the black flames, as if ice and snow encountered a raging fire.

When Yang Qian saw this, a blue light flashed in his eyes, as cold as a star.

Suddenly, a layer of golden scales appeared on the arm and cheek holding the black phoenix's neck, shining mysteriously under the light. With five fingers pinching hard, a huge force like a tidal wave immediately rushed to the black phoenix's neck. Suddenly, the black phoenix, who was struggling desperately, felt his eyes go black, his head was dizzy, and he almost fainted.

Then, Yang Qian shouted loudly, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the air nearby and making it hum violently, as if it was about to be torn apart. Then, he flapped his wings behind him suddenly, and a strong wind whistled up. He grabbed the black phoenix with one hand and instantly turned into a dazzling meteor and shot down to the ground.

The Black Phoenix, whose vitals were firmly grasped by Yang Qian's huge force, was unable to resist and break free for a moment. A moment later, a loud noise like the collapse of heaven and earth was heard, deafening and shaking the earth.

The meteor hit the ground hard, and a huge pit more than ten feet in size collapsed immediately, with smoke and dust billowing and debris flying everywhere.

Then, a purple light flashed, and Yang Qian's figure appeared above the big kang. In the center of the pit, the black phoenix lay limply at the bottom of the pit, motionless.

Even though this evil woman had the body of a demon bird, she completely lost consciousness after suffering such a heavy blow.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian smiled slightly, with a bit of calmness and confidence in his smile. This situation was obviously something he had expected.

"Okay, it's time to go back and see how badly they've fought. However, in such a short time, I think the Long family and the Ye family are fighting fiercely. It would be best if I go there a little later." Yang Qian murmured to himself in a low but clear voice, and then he slowly fell downwards with an elegant and free-spirited posture.

However, when Yang Qian approached Xiao Hong, he raised his eyebrows and showed a hint of surprise on his face. He found that Xiao Hong had woken up unexpectedly.

"He woke up? This shouldn't be possible." Yang Qian was full of doubts. He looked at Xiao Hong in confusion and at the same time began to vigilantly gather his magic power to prevent any unexpected situations.

At this moment, something unexpected happened to Yang Qian.

Xiaohong groaned, the sound was filled with pain and strangeness, her face was red like a ripe apple, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her whole body emanated a terrifying heat wave, like a burning stove.

"What is this? Being possessed by a demon! No, this doesn't look like it!" Yang Qian's eyes flashed, his brain working rapidly as he pondered the strange situation before him.

Xiao Hong suddenly opened her eyes, black flames dancing in her beautiful eyes, like two burning will-o'-the-wisp fires, she murmured, "Although it's just a clone, it's still a bargain for you, kid!"

The next moment, Xiao Hong pounced towards Yang Qian at an astonishing speed, like a flash of black lightning, and was not inferior to the escape speed of a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage.

Yang Qian was shocked when he found that Xiao Hong was hugging him. Their clothes burst into pieces instantly and turned into countless flying pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling black flame enveloped the two of them. The black flame burned fiercely, rolling and surging, and the situation inside could no longer be seen.

I don’t know how much time had passed, time seemed to pass quietly in the fierce battle.

The battle between the Long family and the Ye family has entered a white-hot stage. The fighting situation is becoming more and more intense, with magical lights interlacing and the roar being deafening.

Boom—a ray of purple rainbow light shot out from the horizon like a meteor, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

After circling, the rainbow light hovered steadily in the air, revealing Yang Qian's tall and straight figure.

"Huh?" At this moment, a surprised voice came clearly from the smoke-filled battle group on the other side. The voice was full of doubt and surprise.

Yang Qian turned his head and saw a look of astonishment. It was the middle-aged cultivator from the Long family who had been activating the black scroll. He looked at this side with a hint of surprise.

Obviously, this person had seen everything about Yang Qian and Xiao Hong leaving together. He thought that Yang Qian was in great danger, but he didn't expect that Yang Qian came back safely, while Xiao Hong was nowhere to be found.

Hearing his companion's surprised voice, another cultivator from the Long family also turned his head from the diffuse purple miasma and looked over here.

Seeing Yang Qian quietly floating in the low sky, with no trace of Xiao Hong around, a hint of surprise flashed in this person's eyes, and his brows were tightly frowned, but then he snorted coldly, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

He suddenly slapped a blood-red bag on his waist with one hand. Immediately, there was a buzzing sound in the leather bag, and a ball of blood flew out like a wild horse, rushing towards Yang Qian who was not far away.

The actions of the two Long family members naturally made Ye Chu see Yang Qian's situation. Although she didn't know how Yang Qian defeated Xiao Hong, a late-stage spirit cultivator, she was overjoyed. She opened her mouth and a blue lightning bolt struck the blood light, causing it to tremble. It suddenly turned into a huge ghost head, turned around with a violent face and rushed towards the woman. She actually forgot her original target.

Seeing this, Yang Qian naturally would not waste this opportunity. As thunder sounded behind him, his body turned into a blue-white arc of electricity and shot out.

After several flashes, it approached the huge blood sword in the air in a flickering manner.

At this moment, the Snow Crystal Maha Sword was still buzzing in the air, flashing with strange blood light, and was tightly protected by a layer of white light curtain.

Another cultivator from the Long family frowned and slapped one hand towards where Yang Qian was standing. It seemed light, but with a puff, a crystal clear milky white hand appeared above Yang Qian, about ten feet in size, and grabbed him like lightning.

Before the giant hand actually fell, a huge wind blew in. The wind pressure was so strong that it even made people feel suffocated.

The corner of Yang Qian's eyes twitched, and he did not release any treasure, but his body suddenly emitted a golden light. He clenched his fists and struck hard into the air.

The moment the two fists struck out, they suddenly turned into black and white, flashing a mysterious light.

He actually wanted to use his physical body alone to strike back at the huge hand condensed from the secret technique of the Void Refining Monk.

The cultivator from the Long family in the distance was delighted to see this, and immediately activated the magic spell in his mind. The crystal-clear hand immediately began to glow with spiritual light, and it grew three times bigger.

With a "hum", a crashing sound like a huge bell suddenly sounded, the sound waves rolled, and it was shocking. The powerful force of the opaline hand, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, suddenly shook and stopped.

Then, crisp sounds like breaking porcelain were heard one after another, and the light hand shattered into pieces. The cracks spread rapidly and finally turned into points of spiritual light, which dissipated and disappeared like fireworks.

Yang Qian raised his fists high, with golden light flickering on his body, as if possessed by the god of war, majestic and awe-inspiring, but he appeared to be completely unharmed and safe.

"How could it be?" Upon seeing this, the expression of the Long family cultivator who was originally sneering suddenly changed. The sneer froze on his face in an instant, and was replaced by an expression of incredible surprise.

And Yang Qian had no intention of just standing there in a daze. He waved his sleeves with graceful and neat movements.

Suddenly, two silver beads flew out from the cuffs. At first, they were only the size of beans, and then they turned into the size of a bowl in a flash. (End of this chapter)