Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

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The two kinds of animals in the distance collided head-on in a relatively flat valley, and immediately began to fight without mercy.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and corpses littered the field.

Those giant apes were all agile and could leap like the wind. They jumped and shuttled through the woods, waving their wooden sticks and stone clubs with great vigor, and each blow contained a tremendous force.

The ox-headed beasts were not to be outdone. They charged forward with their extremely sharp claws and tough, thick fur.

Some of the giant apes had their bodies pierced by the fangs of the ferocious beasts, and blood splattered everywhere; some of the ferocious beasts were beaten by the giant apes' clubs, with their heads broken and bleeding, and they screamed in pain.

But neither of the two kinds of beasts had any intention of retreating and continued to fight to the death. For a while, the valley was filled with flying sand and rocks, and broken arms and legs were scattered all over the ground.

However, the two fought evenly.

What made Yang Qian take a closer look was that the leading giant ape and those ferocious beasts seemed to have quite high intelligence and were obviously powerful.

Those giant apes were tall, and the golden-haired giant ape among them had powerful arms that could throw huge rocks with their hands. Each rock was thrown with great momentum.

And those ox-headed beasts were all sturdy and strong, able to spit out yellow light from their mouths. They had powerful attack power and were probably at the level of third or fourth level monsters.

Among them, the golden-haired giant ape had a slight advantage in the battle with the ox-headed beast because of its flexible body. It moved swiftly and continuously attacked the ox-headed beast.

But the leader of the ox-headed beast is no ordinary creature. He is powerful and has solid defense, not much worse than the golden-haired giant ape.

Thus, the two groups of beasts fought fiercely for half an hour. They were all tired and had injuries to varying degrees. Finally, after the two leaders let out long howls and low roars, they reluctantly retreated to their respective hilltops.

However, in the valley, there were many corpses of two kinds of animals discarded. These corpses exuded a bloody smell, which soon attracted another kind of ugly two-headed strange bird.

The strange bird had black wings, blood-red eyes, and a beak as sharp as a hook. They swarmed over and ate all the corpses, leaving only blood and messy bones on the ground.

In addition, during this chaos, a group of black porcupines covered with spikes also joined in. They wandered around the edge of the battlefield, and quietly dragged away some corpses while the two-headed monster bird was eating, wanting to have a share of the spoils. The two-headed monster bird would naturally not let them go easily, and the two sides started another small-scale fight.

"The strong prey on the weak, isn't it the same among cultivators? This group of monsters actually understand some military tactics, they are becoming more and more like humans." Yang Qian looked at the fierce battle between monsters below and shook his head helplessly, his heart full of emotion.

In this respect, there is actually not much difference between humans and monsters. They are all willing to fight to the death for their own interests.

However, in this brutal struggle, how many people can truly benefit in the end?

Most of them have simply become victims of this ruthless law.

Yang Qian hid in the sky with a slight surprise, watching this thrilling battle between the beasts with great interest.

When he saw the giant apes advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, as if they were raising an army to fight, he couldn't help but be amazed.

Yang Qian thought to himself that these monsters had gradually learned to use strategies and tactics in the long-term competition for survival.

The giant apes' attack was orderly, their defense was tight, and they cooperated with each other tacitly, just like rigorously trained soldiers.

This made Yang Qian think that the art of war of humans might not be as pure and direct as that of these monsters in some aspects. They relied on their instincts and desire for survival to evolve their own way of fighting, which was truly amazing.

In addition, during the long process of going deeper into the mountains, Yang Qian naturally discovered some other strange beasts. They appeared and disappeared in various places in the mountains, and their whereabouts were mysterious.

On some of the hills with the most abundant spiritual energy, there are even several powerful creatures hidden whose strength seems to have reached the level of level six or seven monsters.

Moreover, there was a group of monsters that looked like elephants but had two huge wings. They were huge and aggressive. When Yang Qian accidentally stepped into their territory, the monsters launched a fierce attack on him without hesitation.

Facing the aggressive enemy, Yang Qian would not be polite and fought back decisively with a thunderous force. Relying on his extremely strong body and fierce moves, he fought a battle with the monsters without any suspense.

Not long after, Yang Qian killed most of the elephant monsters and won an overwhelming victory. Not only that, Yang Qian also enjoyed some of the tender meat of the elephant monsters, but he did not approve of its taste.

Yang Qian was too lazy to even look at these existences that posed no threat at all. He just controlled the escape light expressionlessly, flying into the depths of the mountains without stopping. His eyes were calm, his posture was upright, and his hands kept pinching fingers to control the speed of the escape light.

The size of this mountain range far exceeded Yang Qian's expectations.

"It's really big. After flying for more than two months, I still haven't been able to fly out of this mountain range. If I'm at the Nascent Soul stage or even lower, wouldn't it be almost impossible to get out of the mountain and be trapped here for the rest of my life?" Yang Qian muttered to himself as he flew rapidly in the light of escape. His brows were furrowed, and his face was full of surprise and curiosity. He was obviously shocked by the vastness of this mountain range.

Just as Yang Qian was preparing to replenish his magic power and continue to speed up, an endless sea of ​​black fog appeared in front of him.

The sea of ​​fog was like an endless black ocean, surging and surging, covering countless mountaintops tightly in the fog, as if it was going to swallow everything.

A few miles away from the sea of ​​fog, Yang Qian stopped his flight. He took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and with the help of his spiritual eyes, he looked at the situation in the sea of ​​fog with a look of doubt.

"This fog is a little different." Yang Qian's eyes were full of vigilance and strangeness, trying to see through the secrets of this mysterious sea of ​​fog. At the edge of the sea of ​​fog, he clearly saw that there was no grass or trees in the area covered by the black fog, and it was dead silent.

Even the stone soil on the ground looked black and cracked.

"Fog? No, this is not simple fog. It looks like smoke from a fire, or like water vapor from evaporating seawater." Yang Qian looked at the black fog in the distance with a look of surprise on his face. He was full of doubts and couldn't figure out what was going on. He subconsciously touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

In such a strange situation, Yang Qian would not rush in rashly. He looked solemn, his eyes were like lightning, and he scanned the surroundings sharply, as if looking for a suitable target.

Suddenly, Yang Qian's eyes locked onto a huge rock five meters high. He stood steadily with his feet suspended in the air, took a deep breath, and grabbed the rock with his right hand.

Instantly, a powerful invisible force surged out from his palm like a surging wave. Suddenly, the boulder was irresistibly manipulated and began to tremble violently.

Accompanied by a dull sound, the soil and sand at the bottom of the boulder broke and splashed.

Then, the boulder was slowly lifted upwards.

Yang Qian's eyes were calm. He snorted coldly and exerted force suddenly.

In an instant, extremely powerful force emerged from his palm, and there was a faint golden light flowing in it.

The boulder broke away from the ground at an extremely fast speed and soared directly into the air.

Yang Qian's figure flashed, and he instantly moved to the bottom of the boulder, holding it steadily with one hand. At this moment, the muscles on his arm were tense, and golden light was looming, obviously exerting part of the power of the body refining technique.

"Drink!"

At this moment, Yang Qian's whole body was shining with golden light, which was dazzling and bright. The light was like a scorching sun, illuminating the surroundings.

In this dazzling light, countless fine golden scales quickly appeared on Yang Qian's arms, each of which flashed with a cold light, like a sharp blade, which was exactly the form activated by the Brahma True Demonic Power.

His eyes opened wide, his true energy was concentrated, and he exerted force with one hand, frantically gathering all the strength of his body into his arm.

Suddenly, Yang Qian swung fiercely.

With a "whoosh", an unusually violent sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded. The sound was sharp and piercing, like something being torn apart, and it resounded through the sky.

At the same time, the huge rock was like a cannonball, shooting towards the black fog several miles away at an astonishing speed.

Wherever the boulder passed, the air was instantly squeezed, forming circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, like ripples in the water, quickly spreading out in all directions.

The powerful impact force also formed an invisible shock wave, and wherever it went, sand and rocks flew and grass and trees fell down.

As the boulder was flying rapidly, the surrounding mountains were whistling due to the strong wind it created, and some small rocks on the mountains were also shaken off and rolled down.

The trees nearby shook violently, and leaves fell one after another, as if a green rain had begun to fall. The boulder left a blurry afterimage in the air, its exact shape could not be seen, and it disappeared in an instant.

Yang Qian's eyes shone with blue light, and he exerted the supernatural power of Mingqing Lingmu to the extreme without reservation. He stared at the boulder intently, with his lips tightly closed, and said nothing.

At this moment, a scene that surprised him greatly appeared!

As soon as the boulder shot into the mysterious black fog, the entire boulder immediately underwent amazing changes.

The originally gray boulder suddenly changed from gray to bright red in the blink of an eye, as if it was instantly ignited by an invisible fire, emitting a dazzling red light.

Then, in just a few breaths, the boulder could no longer withstand the unknown and terrifying high temperature.

Its surface began to melt rapidly, changing from hard to soft, and its shape became irregular, turning into a pool of boiling, flowing magma, constantly emitting bubbles and making a "sizzling" sound.

Afterwards, this pool of magma did not last long and was further evaporated in a very short time, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating in the black fog, without even a trace left.

"Is this... the boulder was melted by the high temperature? But, at such a close distance, how come I didn't feel anything at all!"

Yang Qian frowned, his face full of confusion, and he was in deep thought. His deep eyes flickered as he kept analyzing the incredible phenomenon before him.

"It's the problem of the black fog!" Yang Qian looked around. The black fog around him was still calm and strange, especially where he was. He could not feel the slightest bit of high temperature at all.

"Let's take a look at the black fog in other places first." After pondering for a while, suddenly, a purple light flashed around him, and he controlled the light to fly to one side. Enshrouded in purple electric light, he disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a blurry light and shadow.

However, about a meal's time later, a shocking purple rainbow flew back from afar.

The ray of light was dazzling and extremely eye-catching against the large area of ​​black fog.

After circling, the purple rainbow stopped in the sky. The light faded, revealing the figure of the person who came. It was Yang Qian, who was wearing a black robe, had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and had a strange expression on his face.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his eyes showed a hint of new discovery and a hint of excitement.

"I can't be wrong! If this strange phenomenon is not the Suzaku Stone that has been burned by the Six Ding True Fire for countless years, then it is very likely the Seven Star Yuan Crystal that has been forged by the Ziwei Heavenly Fire for many years!"

Yang Qian's lips moved slightly, his voice was low and urgent, he couldn't help but talk to himself. He was standing tall, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his sword-like eyebrows slightly wrinkled, his eyes revealing disbelief and surprise.

Following the speculation in his words, the whole person became slightly excited, even the breathing became rapid, the chest rose and fell slightly, and the hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and something emerged in his mind.

"In other words, the cause of this sea of ​​fog is..." Yang Qian paused, frowned even tighter, and fell into deeper thought.

"The most powerful fire thunder among the five great thunders - Binghuo Yang Thunder!" Yang Qian raised his head abruptly, staring at the black sea of ​​fog and the unclear sea surface below the sea of ​​fog, with a gleam of light in his eyes. His eyes were like two sharp swords, as if they were going to penetrate the thick fog and get to the core of the truth.

In the path of cultivating immortals, in order to refine five thunder-attributed flying swords used in the immortal world's skills, Yang Qian had already obtained three of the five great divine thunders needed for cultivating immortals.

The Golden Divine Thunder - Gengjin Tribulation Thunder, Gengjin brings evil, is the most robust, and is the strongest of the Five Elements thunder attacks!
As for the Wood God Thunder - Yi Mu Zheng Lei, it is also the famous divine thunder that wards off evil spirits. It is full of righteousness and awe-inspiring, and evil spirits retreat away!
The divine thunder of water - Guishui Yin Thunder, also known as Dutian Ming Thunder, has the power of infinite yin and yang, and can defeat all poisons in the world!
With the help of the power of these three kinds of divine thunder, Yang Qian painstakingly refined them and finally obtained the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword, the Yimu Positive Thunder Sword and the Guishui Yin Thunder Sword.

The power of these three lightning swords alone is enough to surpass most of the magic weapons in the world of immortal cultivation. (End of this chapter)