Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Golden runes suddenly appeared on the surface of the magic plate of the female cultivator named Xiao!

Its shape and the terrifying spiritual power it contains are clearly the golden seal script that is rumored to be more mysterious than the silver seal script.

This kind of spiritual text is something that even high-level cultivators in the spiritual world can only understand very rarely. It is the language of immortals.

As if sensing Yang Qian's gaze, the woman surnamed Xiao smiled at Yang Qian, and suddenly raised the magic plate in her hands high into the air with both hands.

An incredible scene appeared!

The magic disk was wrapped in golden light and spun in the air. A golden ball of light as big as a fist appeared out of thin air in the center, and a spiritual pressure rose into the sky.

Dark clouds suddenly rolled up in the nearby sky and a strong wind blew up.

Correspondingly, the thirty-six giant banners below emitted the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, and countless light spots of various colors appeared in the vicinity and gathered into the banners.

All the flags glowed brightly in an instant, and the next moment, with a huge earthquake, thirty-six dazzling light beams were released at the same time, as thick as bowls, and disappeared into the high-altitude clouds in a flash.

Suddenly, a deafening thunder of a dragon was heard from the dark clouds in the sky, and then a huge light array over a hundred feet in size slowly emerged from the dark clouds. The point in the center of the light array was actually aimed at the magic disk in the golden light below, and then suddenly a thin golden thread sprayed out, which just happened to directly immerse itself in the golden light in the magic disk.

In an instant, the golden sphere shone brightly, like a dazzling golden sun, and flew into the sky, carrying endless power, and whizzed straight to the center of the huge light array.

‘It’s done! ’

By this time, Yang Qian was breathing rapidly, his chest was heaving violently, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His mind was full of the story about the Tianpeng tribe, and his thoughts were flying as he pondered silently.

The original book does not describe in detail the power of this flag formation, but it must be a super long-distance teleportation formation.

As for his destination, whether he can reach the vicinity of the Tianpeng tribe directly like Han Li in the original work, it remains to be seen.

Yang Qian thought so in his heart, frowned, and turned his eyes again to look at the female cultivator named Xiao, with confusion and consideration in his eyes.

The woman surnamed Xiao, who had been holding up the Dharma Plate with both hands, was sweating profusely at this moment. The sweat kept rolling down like beads that had broken off the string, soaking her clothes. Her face was as pale as paper, without any blood, and her delicate body was shaky, like a candle in the wind, looking extremely weird.

It seemed that this woman was struggling to cast this magic circle, as if she had exhausted all her strength and energy.

hum!
The golden ball of light was finally sucked into the center of the light array and instantly merged into one. The buzzing sound resounded through the heavens and earth like a huge bell.

The light array, which was already astonishingly large, flashed with white light at this moment, like a pillar of light that reached the sky and the earth. Its area increased several times, almost covering the entire sky and shrouding this world.

The spiritual pressure emitted by the light array was so strong that it was like a mountain pressing down on one's head. Even Yang Qian's body was shaken, and he felt an invisible force rushing towards him. He could not help but retreat several steps before he could steady himself and glanced over with his eyelids twitching.

At the same time, the two Yaksha Kings, thousands of miles away, were in a gloomy cave. Suddenly, they seemed to sense something and looked at each other in surprise, their eyes full of surprise and alertness.

Without saying a word, they flashed around, and black mist suddenly surged around them, and in an instant they disappeared into the void.

At this moment, the two slaves rushed left and right in the thunder sword formation, and finally whistled twice, breaking through the obstruction of the heavy sword threads, and a flash of blood light flashed, like two blood-colored lightning bolts, rushing straight towards Yang Qian and the other two. The blood light contained endless murderous aura, which was frightening.

However, facing the two aggressive slaves, Yang Qian remained calm and looked back with a smile. That smile revealed calmness and confidence, without any panic at all.

Goodbye!

Yang Qian opened his mouth slightly and made this shape with his lips, but no sound came out.

The two slaves were stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on, their ferocious faces full of confusion.

I saw.

The light array in the sky suddenly shone brightly, like a huge bright moon blooming with dazzling brilliance.

Then, two milky white beams of light broke out of the formation like two roaring dragons. They flashed by in a flash and hit the two arrogant slaves directly with the power to destroy the world.

The two slaves who seemed to be extremely powerful suddenly disappeared without a trace in the white light like bubbles with two puffs.

"Teleportation array!"

Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and he was slightly delighted. With his sharp eyes, he could tell at a glance that the two slaves were not killed, but were teleported to an unknown place at the moment when the white light covered them. This kind of magical array power is definitely not something that an ordinary cultivator can stimulate.

The power of true spirit!

Thinking of this, Yang Qian's eyes moved slightly. He looked at the dazzling magic disk and sighed slightly. This magic disk will become a dead object soon. It is just a disposable item and is no longer worth his effort.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, we..." The woman surnamed Xiao smiled triumphantly, her smile was as brilliant and bright as a blooming spring flower. She turned her head and was about to say something to Yang Qian, but her face suddenly changed drastically, and the smile froze on her face in an instant, replaced by endless fear.

Suddenly, her whole body was shining with spiritual light, and she turned into a startling rainbow, shooting straight towards the light array in the sky like a meteor.

Yang Qian's speed was not slower than Xiao's. When he saw this scene, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning. He instantly understood that the Yaksha King at the combined level was about to come over, and the crisis of life and death was imminent.

Yang Qian activated his magic power without hesitation, and purple air swirled around him. He also turned into a purple rainbow and followed the girl into the air, even going a bit faster.

At this moment, waves suddenly appeared in the two voids a hundred feet away, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Suddenly, two huge figures flapped their huge wings that covered the sky and the sun, and flashed out. They were as tall as mountains, exuding a terrifying pressure, and they just happened to see what Yang Qian and the others were doing.

It turned out to be the Yaksha King at the fusion level!
"How dare you, youngster!" Two roars were heard, shaking the sky like thunder. One of the Yaksha Kings opened his eyes wide, burning with anger, and punched out from a distance. The punch seemed simple, but it contained endless pressure, and the wind from the fist whistled, shaking the void.

The other Yaksha King's hand flashed with blood, and a huge piece of light appeared out of thin air, slashing out with a fierce murderous intent. Wherever the light passed, black cracks were cut into the space.

The woman surnamed Xiao was as fast as lightning and had plunged headfirst into the huge array of light. Suddenly, the buzzing sound of the entire array of light became several times louder, like the roar of thousands of thunders, deafening.

At the same time, violent spatial fluctuations emerged near the light array. The fluctuations were like the coercive force overflowing from an ancient immortal array, and there seemed to be immortal spirit flowing and surging in it.

Strange runes flickered on and off, as if the laws of heaven and earth were interweaving and manifesting, or as if immortals and demons were wrestling in secret, making this space like broken glass that could collapse at any time.

Under the cover of this huge array of light, the space began to distort and deform, presenting a strange scene.

The twisted space was like a ferocious mouth that wanted to swallow everything. It was clearly the beginning of the magic array transmission.

The flying swords that Yang Qian had set up in the thunder sword formation suddenly flashed with light the moment Chang Nu rushed out of the sword formation. They were transformed into three small swords, which turned into three streams of light and sank into Yang Qian's body in a flash.

But at this moment, because of the distortion of space, the purple rainbow transformed by Yang Qian suddenly stopped, and the speed of escape slowed down by several times, as if he was stuck in a quagmire and could hardly move.

'It was exactly as I expected. Nothing changed without changing the plot!'

At this scene, Yang Qian was not frightened at all. Instead, a strange look flashed across his face, and there seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in that expression.

However, before he could spread the newly refined wind and thunder wings behind him, the attack of one of the Yaksha Kings had already arrived before him like a storm.

boom--

The force of a punch from afar came with a roar like a tidal wave, and turned into a huge green fist shadow that hit the light array directly. The fist shadow covered the sky and contained endless power. Yang Qian was just enveloped by its power, just like a tiny ant in the midst of a storm.

Yang Qian knew that if he didn't deal with this attack first, he would not be able to escape at all. Moreover, he had never thought of leaving first. Immediately, he focused his eyes, took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body surged like a surging river.

"Go!" Yang Qian raised both hands and flicked his ten fingers. More than ten golden and silver balls of light shot out instantly. Each ball of light contained amazing power and shone brightly, like falling stars. Then, the newly refined pair of mysterious wings behind him flapped violently, and the whole person flashed on the spot and instantly turned into a blurry phantom and disappeared.

The next moment, Yang Qian appeared very close to the center of the light array. His body flashed and he immersed himself in it without hesitation.

At this moment, another ray of blood light also arrived first, like a blood-red lightning flashing upwards, and with endless murderous intent, it slashed fiercely on a corner of the huge light array.

At the same time, those golden and silver light balls also hit the fist shadow with the force of thunder.

When the two met, they instantly released energy that could destroy the world and exploded at the same time.

A bright light of blood flashed, and with a slash, such a huge light array was actually spread out. Runes flashed on the light array, and the light flickered, as if it would collapse at any time.

The other one made a loud earth-shaking noise, and suddenly a huge golden and silver thundercloud appeared.

The thundercloud was vast and boundless, covering a width of a hundred feet, with lightning snakes slithering through it and thunder roaring. With the appearance of the thundercloud, a hurricane suddenly rose up into the sky, with flying sand and rocks, and the sky and the earth changing color.
In a blink of an eye, the hurricane submerged everything, creating a chaotic scene.

The space at the edge of the thundercloud fluctuated, and the figures of the two Yaksha Kings appeared again.

Faced with the might of a force equivalent to the full-strength attack of more than a dozen Void Refining cultivators, even with their omnipotent magical powers, they had to temporarily avoid the attack. This forced them to temporarily shelve their original plan to teleport directly and grab Yang Qian and the other two from the light array.

With a slight obstruction from the thunderclouds, the light array in the air shone brightly and dazzlingly amidst the violent shaking. Then, after a few wild flashes, the entire light array shattered into pieces like broken glass, dissipated into nothingness, and turned into points of spiritual light that disappeared into the void.

"Humph!"

The two Yaksha Kings snorted in unison, and when they joined forces, their magical powers surged like a raging sea. In a moment, they used their amazing magical powers to forcibly disperse the golden and silver thunderclouds.

For a moment, the light scattered and the void trembled.

Then, they flashed and instantly appeared below the original center of the light array. There, there was only a white magic disk with cracks all over its surface, without any spiritual energy, floating there alone like an abandoned magic weapon.

The Undead King's eyes fixed, and he waved his hand. An invisible force surged out, and he grabbed the Dharma disk in his hand. His face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with cold light. He looked at it carefully for a long time, and then threw it to the Wheel King without saying a word.

"There is a trace of true spirit energy in it. It seems that we still underestimated these two human cultivators. They can actually have such a magical power of teleporting over long distances out of thin air." After reading the magic disk, the Wheel King frowned and sighed. There was a bit of annoyance and unwillingness in the sigh.

"Even I didn't expect this! Fortunately, my last attack also shook their teleportation array. It's still unclear whether they can be safely teleported away. Maybe they fell into some space cracks on the way and disappeared from this world." The Yaksha named the Undead King sneered. There was a fierce look on his face, as if he didn't care much about Yang Qian and the others' escape.

"That's the only way I can think of it! But we don't know where our slaves have been teleported to. It will be really troublesome to find them back." The Wheel King frowned like a tightened hemp rope, his face gloomy, and after a long while he slowly nodded.

The Undead King acted nonchalant about it. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said casually: "It's nothing. You and I are not unintelligent. As long as we are not teleported to other continents, we will always find a way to find you and me. But the matter of the coalition we talked about before must be put into action immediately, otherwise..."

Although the two Yaksha Kings were surprised at first that Yang Qian and his companions escaped from their hands, they soon put it out of their minds.

After all, for beings at the fusion level, there are more crucial matters waiting for them to plan and decide.

At this moment, the two Yaksha Kings' minds were completely immersed in the attack on Tianyuan City. They were seen whispering to each other from time to time, and lowering their heads in deep thought, with focused and solemn expressions.

The Yaksha army, which was tens of thousands of miles away from them, was still advancing mightily towards Tianyuan City where the human race was located.

The team was like a long winding dragon, with flags covering the sky and magnificent momentum. The Yaksha tribe members all had solemn expressions and marched in unison. Wherever they passed, the earth trembled and raised a cloud of dust. (End of this chapter)