Chapter 481 God Lord Dayan is reborn!
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Grand Master Huangshabu's heart sank, and he had a vague feeling of something bad. He suddenly widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stared at Yang Qian closely. At that moment, all the treasures and spiritual skills he possessed were lost to him. Restraint, this made him a little confused.
"Hey, you actually want to use poison to deal with me. It's really ridiculous!"
Yang Qian grinned and smiled coldly. A slender blue arc of electricity flowed around his body, making it extremely dazzling.
The Guishui Yin Thunder he refined is one of the five major divine thunders in the world of immortality. It is said to be able to defeat all poisons in the world and is invulnerable to all poisons!
With the skill of "Five Elements Divine Thunder", although Yang Qian has not completely cultivated the acquired thunder spirit body, even the so-called "Ten Absolute Poisons" in the human world cannot cause toxic harm to him, let alone the man in front of him. The unknown poison in Master Mulan's mouth was gone, and in his eyes it was nothing.
The Grand Master of the Huangsha tribe opposite was stunned by Yang Qian's reaction, but he quickly came to his senses.
'no! I must pass on the information about this person. A top-level monk with unfathomable strength has actually appeared in Tiannan. If the three great masters are not careful, they may be severely injured by this person! Moreover, this person's magical power is so strong that it may affect the clan's plans. Then our Mulan clan will be in danger! ’
Grand Master Huangshabu was burning with anxiety, his thoughts were flying, his eyes flashed, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited a piece of black blood, which then turned into a dark green light and quickly galloped away into the distance.
When leaving, he did not forget to recite spiritual spells and took back the remaining thirty-four magic dust flags.
As for the ancient strange beast Xumi Insect, I have no time to take care of it at this moment.
Unfortunately, Grand Master Huangshabu still underestimated Yang Qian's escape speed.
Seeing the other party running away in a hurry, more than twenty feet away in the blink of an eye, Yang Gan didn't look anxious at all. His eyes were cold, as if he already regarded the other party as a dead person.
When Grand Master Huangshabu ran away with all his strength, he vaguely felt a strange aura behind him. He glanced inadvertently from the corner of his eye and found Yang Gan standing there, behaving quite strangely. He couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, full of doubts.
However, he was so frightened that he dared not stay any longer.
Right now.
"Hmph!"
Yang Qian's nose suddenly let out a heavy cold snort.
Immediately, the pair of silver-white feather wings behind him suddenly flapped, and with a dazzling electric arc, Yang Gan's figure instantly disappeared into the sky.
A look of panic suddenly appeared on Grandmaster Huangshabu's face, and his intuition told him that a crisis seemed to have arrived.
The old dwarf man seemed to move in surprise. Just as he was about to do something, a tearing pain suddenly came through his mind, as if he had been stabbed by a red-hot iron awl. His facial features were twisted in pain, and he couldn't help but cry. He let out a muffled scream, bloodshot eyes loomed in his ears and nose, and his body stiffened, without even the slightest strength to move.
Shocking thorn!
This Master Mulan had obviously never encountered such a strange attack from his divine consciousness, and he was horrified.
At this moment, Yang Qian used the power of the wind and thunder wings to appear next to the great master of Huangshabu using teleportation powers. He raised his arm, and one of his palms became blurred, as if he had merged into the void, and then suddenly Appearing in front of the great master, he grabbed it suddenly.
Rumble——
With a thunderous sound, several golden arcs shot out from his palms, intertwined with each other, and turned into a golden grid, densely packed, hooding towards the great master of the Huangsha tribe.
"Zila" sound!
This dazzling golden power grid flashed suddenly, and then quickly began to shrink. A sense of oppression came over, trying to trap the great master within it.
Seeing this scene, the dwarf old man couldn't help but twitch his face, and immediately a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He rubbed his hands together, and thirty-four magic dust flags poured out like meteors in the night sky, dazzling.
At the same time, the old man muttered words and blocked all the demon dust flags in front of him, as if building an indestructible barrier.
However, the dwarf old man's eyes flashed with pain, as if he was reluctant to part with this set of clan-suppressing sacred weapons, but the next moment, green mist shrouded his body, obviously trying to hide his figure in the void again.
Seeing that he was defeated by his opponent, the great master of the Huangsha tribe decisively chose to abandon the tribe's sacred weapon to save his own life.
Yang Gan looked at all this indifferently, with an undisguised sarcasm flashing in his eyes. He seemed to have anticipated the dwarf old man's behavior, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
As a result, the two collided together in front of the dwarf old man, and the sounds of "Puff" continued one after another!
The golden power grid, like a dazzling sky, was like a nemesis, strangling all the dark demonic energy on the magic dust flag. It completely eliminated the demonic energy in a short moment without leaving a trace.
At this moment, the great master of the Huangsha tribe seemed to be in an endless ice cellar. His heart had flown to the sky. The shock and fear almost made him unable to control himself.
Only then did he realize that Yang Qian had not used all his strength just now. The golden arc in front of him seemed to be inexhaustible, like a golden torrent, flowing out continuously. It was really the purest magic dust flag. The nemesis of evil spirits!
The corner of Yang Gan's mouth raised with a cold smile, and he muttered something. The golden power grid suddenly shrank, and blue ice flames erupted from it.
The dwarf old man's face was distorted, with fear and anger intertwined on his face.
He also knew that this was a life-or-death moment, and despair arose in his heart.
But in this despair, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and then, the dwarf old man's heavenly spirit cap made a clear sound, as if something broke.
With a pop, a ball of green light appeared, wrapped in an ugly dark green Nascent Soul. This Nascent Soul held a small curved mini stick tightly in its hand. Its appearance was exactly the same as that of the great master Huangshabu, with a hint of resentment. After looking at Yang Gan in fear, he wanted to run away.
However, Yang Qian's spiritual consciousness had already locked onto the Nascent Soul, and his spiritual thoughts pulled gently like silk.
The originally tight golden net trembled violently, tightly binding the ugly dark green Nascent Soul.
As a result, the dark green Yuanying hit the golden net.
For a moment, the sound of thunder resounded throughout the world, and the power grid trembled violently. Then, golden light splashed on it, and arcs of electricity shot out like arrows, finally bursting completely.
The old man's Nascent Soul suddenly disappeared in the dazzling electric light, leaving only a light green storage bag floating in the void.
Without changing his expression, Yang Gan shot into the void with one hand and grabbed back the storage bag that had fallen from the body of the great master of the Huangsha tribe. Then his consciousness was quickly immersed in it, and within a moment he took the storage bag. The contents of the bag can be seen at a glance.
"Tsk, tsk." Yang Gan smacked his lips, slightly disappointed.
Although he has long known that these magicians in Mulan Grassland have extremely limited cultivation resources and are very poor, but just now this is the great master of the Huangsha tribe. As a Nascent Soul monk, his wealth is actually connected to Tiannan. Even the alchemy monks are not as good as him.
Except for the dozen or so mid-level spiritual stones inside, the rest are just some ordinary weapon refining materials and a few bottles of elixirs.
As for these medicine bottles, Yang Qian opened the bottle caps and saw that they were all ordinary pills. There was nothing unusual about them. There was nothing good about a Nascent Soul Master.
As for the jade slips and other things that Yang Gan wanted to get, there was not a single piece in the storage bag, which made him wonder whether this was because of the specific requirements of the Mulan Temple.
Originally, he wanted to get some spiritual skills to see what the secret was so that he could cast powerful spells instantly.
Yang Qian secretly speculated that the spiritual arts practiced by these Mulan monks could only be learned in the Mulan Temple.
Otherwise, how could Han Li in the original work not be able to comprehend even a single spiritual skill in this vast prairie.
Shaking his head, Yang Qian put away the storage bag, looked up, and glanced at the place where the magic dust banner was just now. These sacred weapons of the Huangsha Tribe had been completely destroyed without a trace.
Under the power of the evil-proof divine thunder, all the demonic dust flags have turned into nothingness, and not even a trace of demonic energy exists anymore.
Yang Qian's body swayed, and then disappeared on the spot, heading quickly towards the disappearing land of yellow sand.
There are two reasons why he came here to look for the great master of the Huangsha tribe.
One is because the opponent may have a spiritual jade slip in his hand, and he wants to see its secrets, but he has gained nothing.
The second is for the spiritual beast of the dwarf old man - the ancient strange insect, the Xumi insect!
This insect was born with the magical power to tear open cracks in space and was good at hiding in place. This talent made Yang Qian jealous.
If you can take it back and study it in depth, you might be able to get a glimpse of some of the mysteries of space magic.
Unfortunately, when Yang Qian came to this deserted sand slope, the huge black demonic insect had completely lost its breath.
Obviously, because the great master of the Huangsha tribe had lost his soul, the Sumeru strange insect that was connected to his soul also lost its life.
Yang Qian shook his head slightly, but he did not feel too much disappointment in his heart. He then raised his palm lightly, and a trace of purple flame burst out from his fingertips, piercing the air and shooting straight towards the huge body of the Xumi insect.
Now that the insect was dead, the monster corpse was of little value to Yang Gan, so he easily turned it into a wisp of smoke.
However, when the last purple flame on the Xumi insect dissipated, Yang Gan, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped.
"Huh?"
Yang Qian let out a light sigh and fixed his gaze on the place where the insect body originally was. A trace of unnoticeable surprise surged in his heart like ripples.
"This is."
Yang Qian paused slightly and narrowed his eyes, feeling a little surprised.
However, they saw that on the deserted sand slope, the huge body of the Xumi insect had long since disappeared, leaving only a long stretch of yellow sand, flattening the sky.
And in this endless sand field, there is a faint light spot, like a pearl hidden in the sea of sand.
If you don't look carefully, it's really difficult to spot this subtle thing. What's even more amazing is that this faint light spot can make it invisible under the detection of spiritual consciousness. If it is an ordinary Yuanying early stage monk, I am afraid that it will not be noticed at all. Nothing less than this.
Whoosh——
Yang Gan's figure disappeared in an instant and suddenly appeared on the deserted sand slope. Without any pause, he quickly reached out and grabbed the light spot in the sand and pinched it between his two fingers.
This light spot was only the size of a pea, but it bloomed with a faint brilliance between Yang Qian's fingers.
Yang Gan looked at it carefully and thought about it for a while, and finally a look of shock appeared on his face.
"This actually contains an obscure power of space. Could it be that the Xumi insect relies on this thing to tear apart the cracks in space?"
Yang Qian pinched the silver-gray crystal in his hand, his eyes flashed with indescribable emotions, doubts surged in his heart, but soon, a touch of joy quietly bloomed from his eyes.
"No matter what, the power of space on this crystal cannot be faked. It is definitely not an ordinary thing. I will study it after I go back." Yang Qian whispered to himself, and took out a white jade box with a little excitement. The silver-gray crystal in his hand was carefully put into it, and a few talismans that were shining brightly were affixed to it, and it was sealed in the storage spirit ring.
At this time, Yang Gan's face showed a look of satisfaction, and he suddenly stood up from the ground, turned into a purple rainbow and flew through the air, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Somewhere in the desert.
A slender white rainbow streaked across the sky, leaving a faint afterimage.
In the escaping light, the silhouettes of the two people were vaguely visible. They shuttled over the desert at an incredible speed.
In the middle of the two of them, a thin and gloomy old Yuanying, sitting cross-legged, holding a fist-sized blue ball in his arms, Yuanying's face was filled with deep resentment and fear. His face seemed to be entangled with pain and anger.
"Master Mu, where should we go now? Should we return to the tribe or go directly to the temple to report to the divine masters and saints?" The white-light figure on the left asked softly with a hint of uneasiness, and could not hide the emotion. worries.
"Hmph! I only have the Nascent Soul body left now. If I go to the temple now, those old guys will inevitably add insult to injury. I'm afraid I will never have a chance to stand up again!
Return to the tribe immediately. If I can't find a suitable body to seize the body, I will lose my life. I am afraid that our Tianfeng tribe will lose its status as one of the top ten tribes. You two juniors have been at the master level for so many years and have not been able to advance to the great master. If you encounter another Nascent Soul monk from Tiannan now, I am afraid that we will not be able to escape unscathed. "The words of Yuanying, who looked like an old man, were full of resentment and unwillingness, and he said bitterly.
"Master Mu, are those Yuanying monks from Tiannan really so powerful? In the past hundred years of cultivation under your protection, although the two of us are still trapped in the realm of the guru, we have not yet been able to break through to the supreme level. We are in the realm of masters, but if we only fight against ordinary Tiannan Yuanying early stage monks, the two of us join forces and are confident that we can be invincible with our combined attacks." In the light on the right, the figure seemed a little uncomfortable. Convinced, unwilling to accept this fact.
Master Mu's Nascent Soul frowned, and then he sighed softly. His current Nascent Soul body couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, I was a little confused at first, but after this battle, I know very well that In this land in the south of the sky, there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It is definitely not the same as before. "It's so contemptuous." The old Yuanying took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "We must return to the tribe as soon as possible. After I regain my body and recover my cultivation, I will definitely compete with these Tiannan monks again." , revenge.”
"Everything is at the command of the great master!" The two figures in the white light looked at each other and responded at the same time, their voices full of awe.
The old man in front of them is the great master of the Tianfeng tribe, who is famous far and wide. Although he only exists as a Nascent Soul now, in their hearts, as long as there is a chance to seize the body and rebuild, the great master will be able to quickly reshape the past. brilliant.
The figure in the white light on the right hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Master Mu, please rest assured. This area is close to the boundary of our Tianfeng Department, and those Tiannan monks will never appear again. Even if there is real Yuan The infant cultivator appears, and with the secret skills of the two of us, we will be able to avert danger and escape safely.”
In the white light on the left, when the figure heard this, he couldn't help but nodded in sympathy. He said with a hint of pride: "On the vast Mulan grassland, only we magicians have always taken the initiative to hunt down those days. Brother Nan, have you ever seen them dare to pursue us?”
"Hmph!" Great Master Mu Yuanying snorted majestically, as if he was not satisfied with such remarks, "Don't waste time by talking too much. The top priority is to return quickly. I don't want to be here just now." With the power of Nascent Soul, we can meet those high-level monks from Tiannan again.”
The two people in the white light knew that the situation was urgent, nodded in agreement, activated their magic power again, and accelerated their flight.
Five or six miles of journey passed quickly under their feet.
At this time, the figure on the right couldn't hold back, and couldn't help but said: "Great Master, if we fly forward for half a day, we will reach the territory of our Tianfeng Department. Should we..."
Before he could finish his words, Master Mu Yuanying, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly changed his face, revealing a look of deep horror.
The next moment.
Just when the figure in the white light on the right was puzzled, a golden sword light came out of the void, passing like lightning. The head of the sorcerer in the white light on the right flew away instantly, and bright red blood spurted out.
The scene in his eyes began to rotate. At the last moment of his life, he saw the sorcerer in the white light on the other side, who was also surrounded by a dazzling white sword light, and then his head rolled down.
In the last flash of consciousness, I heard the frightened and angry voice of Master Mu Nascent Soul echoing in the air:
"Who is it?!"
"Who dares to be so bold?"
Master Mu Yuanying tightly hugged the blue ball in his arms and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness.
"Hey, what a coincidence. I just sent a Taoist friend from the Huangsha tribe back to the west, and now I have met you, the great master of the Tianfeng tribe. In a short period of time, I have been with the ten major tribes in the Mulan grassland. It's really good luck that the two of them met." After the chuckle, a man in black robe with silver wings flowing behind his back appeared in front of the old man with the sound of thunder.
"Thunder Escape again?!" Master Mu looked shocked and couldn't help blurting out.
Yang Qian smiled slightly when he heard this and felt relieved.
He had just been flying rapidly at high altitude, and with the help of his powerful spiritual consciousness, he discovered the old man's Nascent Soul from a distance.
After calculating the time, I looked at the other person's appearance and magic weapon. Why is it that I still don't know the identity of this person? This Great Master Mu of the Tianfeng Tribe probably just escaped with his life from Han Li.
In the original work, the old man from the Tianfeng tribe in front of him relied on the teleportation technique of Yuanying. Only his physical body was destroyed, but his soul was not destroyed.
Unfortunately, I met Yang Qian this time.
The current encounter is obviously an unprecedented predicament for Master Mu.
A look of fear and ferocity flashed across Master Mu Yuanying's face, and he quickly raised his hands.
The fist-sized beads in his arms emitted bright blue light. Then, the entire Nascent Soul villain mysteriously disappeared into the air, apparently using the Nascent Soul teleportation power.
However, in the face of this sudden change, Yang Qian seemed extremely calm, not at all panicked or anxious, but instead let out a deep, low snort from his nose.
In an instant, the Nascent Soul villain who had just teleported away let out a shrill scream, held his head in his hands, and fell rapidly from the void, with blood spurting out from his mouth and nose.
He has become a bloody villain.
Yang Qian calmly looked around from afar. In an instant, a giant purple hand appeared in the sky like a dream, condensing from above the Nascent Soul.
Then, Yang Qian had a thought.
The giant purple hand reached down unceremoniously, reached towards the old man's Nascent Soul, and easily grabbed it in his hand.
At this time, the old man's consciousness had returned to clarity, but his fear was palpable. He was still unwilling to surrender. However, the giant purple hand suddenly emitted flames. With just one press, the old man's eyes lost their luster. , his eyes rolled, and he couldn't move his whole body.
Then, with a thought in Yang Gan's mind, the big purple hand quickly returned with the old man Yuanying.
His right hand grasped the Nascent Soul tightly, and deep black light appeared on his fingers, sinking directly into the Nascent Soul.
Soul searching!
If you want to know the opponent's spiritual skills, the fastest way is to search for the soul directly. When he killed the Huangsha tribe magician before, Yang Qian thought that there would be a jade slip of spiritual skills in the opponent's storage bag, but he found nothing. I regret not searching for its soul.
This time, I believe we should be able to gain something.
A faint black light is faintly visible.
There was some struggling expression on the face of the old man Nascent Soul, and a layer of blue light floated on his body, flashing quickly, trying to tighten his soul to resist the penetration of the power of his consciousness.
Yang Qian narrowed his eyes, a flash of cold light disappeared, and he snorted coldly
But in a moment, the old man's Nascent Soul's little face became dull and dull, and he lost all consciousness.
Yang Qian felt a little happy in his heart. His spiritual thoughts were so powerful that this monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul could not withstand it.
Even if he is a Nascent Soul at the late stage of a great monk level, as long as he does not have the secret technique to imprison his spiritual thoughts, it will be difficult to stop his spiritual consciousness from searching for the soul.
But after a while, the joy on Yang Gan's face slowly disappeared.
Bang!
The old man's Yuanying, who was caught in Yang Gan's hands, burst out with a dazzling blue light. With a bang, the Yuanying suddenly turned into blue light and disappeared.
"As expected, even the great master who is equivalent to the Nascent Soul monk does not have any inheritance of spiritual arts in his soul. Any magician who wants to practice spiritual arts must go to the Mulan Temple and receive the sacred bird from Saint Mulan Sacrificial ceremony." Yang Qian frowned inadvertently and murmured thoughtfully.
At that moment, he had touched the inner soul of the old man's Nascent Soul. Unfortunately, there is no trace of the spiritual practice method that Yang Qian is looking for.
That part of the memory was tightly sealed by a majestic spiritual mark.
When Yang Qian tried to use the power of his sixth-level Dayan Art to forcefully break the seal, the old man's Nascent Soul burst open on its own like broken glass.
What kind of power is this, so powerful that it makes Nascent Soul self-destruct?
Yang Gan frowned and couldn't help but speculate.
He thought in his heart that this was probably the restriction set by the Holy Bird of Mulan. For such an existence with unfathomable cultivation, it was undoubtedly impossible to break it with Yang Qian's current Nascent Soul stage cultivation.
Fortunately, Yang Qian unexpectedly gained insight into the mystery of "spiritual art" from part of his soul memory. The essence of spiritual art is no different from magic, but with the help of the sacred bird of Mulan in the spiritual world. A ray of natural power given.
It was called "spiritual seed" by Master Mulan.
In Yang Qian's understanding, this is actually a special secret technique prohibition involving the connection of spiritual thoughts.
After understanding this fact, Yang Qian's enthusiasm for spiritual arts was quickly extinguished, and he immediately lost interest. He was unwilling to be planted by a powerful being who might be a demon cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, or even suspected of being in the Fusion Stage. Under the ban.
However, Yang Qian increasingly wanted to see the so-called Mulan Sacred Bird itself.
If a demon cultivator of this level were in the spirit world, Yang Qian would naturally hide as far away as possible. Even if the human and demon clans formed an alliance, he would not have the slightest chance.
But at this moment, the other party is distracted from the lower realm. According to the records in the original book, the summoned Mulan Holy Bird is not the original body, but just a clone.
When he first came out, Mulan Holy Bird only had the cultivation level of the early stage of Yuanying. Even if he absorbed the fire spirit, he could barely reach the peak of the late stage of Yuanying, and was infinitely close to the early stage of divine transformation.
Although he can use the spiritual power of heaven and earth, which is the great supernatural power of monks above the divine transformation stage, the so-called "Seven Taizhen Cultivations" can barely compete with this Mulan holy bird. So for Yang Qian, this danger does not seem to be Not as scary as imagined.
In addition, Yang Qian could get a glimpse from the memory of the great master Mulan who had just searched the soul. If the Mulan holy bird with unfathomable cultivation level wanted to drop the seeds of its spiritual skills, it must be in the presence of Mulan Saint. Within the scope of the temple, the saint will personally perform sacrificial rituals.
This is not something that can be done casually on ordinary days, but requires specific conditions and places, so Yang Qian does not have to worry about being forced to plant spiritual seeds when facing the Mulan Holy Bird.
What's more, Yang Qian has improved after breaking through the "Dayan Jue". At least in the human world, he doesn't have much worry about most of the restrictions on spiritual consciousness.
Yang Qian planned to go to the Mulan Temple. Anyway, he had the secret of the Gate of Heaven and Earth, and at worst he could just run away.
This is the only high-level existence that Yang Qian can come into contact with in the human world, except for the Yuan Cha Saint Ancestor of Kunwu Mountain.
Of course, there is also the sacred beast of the sudden clan.
With such thoughts in mind, Yang Qian suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell on a fist-sized ball not far away. He smiled slightly, took a photo with his finger, and the ball fell lightly into his hand, and then looked at it carefully. stand up.
Lan Bingzhu!
This bead was accidentally obtained by the old man when he was young. It contains a terrifying cold energy and is extremely suitable for the other party's ice attribute spiritual roots.
As time went by, this old man from the Tianfeng Department relied on the power of Lan Bingzhu to continuously break through the realm, and finally successfully entered the realm of the Great Master.
This Lan Bingzhu is not only his offensive weapon, but also his protective magic weapon. It is both offensive and defensive, which is indeed extraordinary.
Although the power of Lan Bingzhu itself is not worthy of Yang Qian's fancy for possessing the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, the cold energy of Lan Bing in this "Lan Bingzhu" can also be regarded as a good cold flame magical power.
He secretly thought that if he could fuse this with the dry blue ice flame and the Shura Holy Fire, it might be able to increase its power even more.
Whenever he thought of the Shura Holy Fire, Yang Qian would involuntarily frown and sigh deeply.
Ever since the Shura Sacred Fire and the Sun Essence Fire merged with each other, these two flames seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, without any response for many years, leaving Yang Qian quite speechless.
Despite this, fortunately, the two still seem quite calm. Judging from the connection between their spiritual thoughts, the two are undergoing some kind of magical evolution. From this point of view, it seems to be a good thing.
Yang Qian turned over his hand and put away the Lan Bingzhu, then looked in one direction. Purple glow bloomed all over his body, turning into a dazzling rainbow that shot hundreds of feet into the sky and left suddenly.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the sky.
Only a silent wilderness was left, as if nothing had happened just now.
Until half a day later.
In the other direction of the distant horizon, suddenly two pieces of glow, one green and one red, shot out.
In a blink of an eye, we arrived on the sand dunes. As soon as the glow dispersed, two men appeared.
One has a golden complexion, a feather crown on his head, and a linen robe.
The other one has a ferocious appearance and is wearing a green shirt. Both of them are magicians in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
"According to the instructions the saint received from the mouth of the holy bird in the temple, Master Mu's Nascent Soul finally disappeared here." Master Maguan glanced around slowly and said in a deep voice with a frown on his face. .
Another mage in green clothes echoed expressionlessly. His eyes were also wandering around, and his consciousness was sweeping out, looking for any possible clues.
"Huh?" The green-robed mage suddenly let out a low voice, and immediately cast his gaze to a sandy area more than thirty feet away. A small fragment of a white robe could be vaguely seen, buried in the yellow sand.
The two exchanged solemn looks, and then quickly flew away together.
"This is the robe of Master Tianfeng. It seems that Master Mu's Nascent Soul is in danger." Master Maguan stretched out his hand to grab it, and the fragments of the white robe flew into his hand, and his eyes froze. Then, he threw it away.
"Looking at the scene in front of us, this group of Tiannan monks is probably a bit extraordinary. Master Mu's strength is three points higher than the two of us, and even Nascent Soul can't escape." Lu Shifa The scholar finally looked moved and whispered to himself with an ugly face.
"Moreover, not long ago, Master Ni of the Huangsha tribe seemed to have encountered an accident. The soul lamp he left in the temple suddenly went out. In just one day, our Mulan temple lost two people in succession. Great Master, now we not only have to face the threat of the Tuwu tribe, but we also have to assemble various tribes to prepare to attack Tiannan. We are really being attacked from both sides, and the situation is worrying." Master Maguan couldn't help but sigh. Showing worry.
"These things are beyond our ability to speculate. After all, there are several divine masters with unparalleled magical powers and saints who can communicate with holy birds. We don't need to worry at all." The green-robed mage took a deep breath. In one breath, his tone revealed his incomparable trust in the divine master, saintly woman, and holy bird.
Hearing what the other party said, Master Maguan woke up from a dream, with a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Indeed, we should return to the temple immediately and inform the Holy Spirit of this matter as soon as possible. Women and all the masters.”
Naturally, the green-robed magician had no objection.
After the two of them looked at each other, the brilliance flowed from their bodies, and without saying a word, they turned into two bright red and green rainbows, and flew back.
In the blink of an eye, Maguan Maguan and Magistrate Green Shirt turned into two tiny points of light and finally disappeared from the horizon.
Somewhere on the edge of the Mulan Grassland, a lonely hill hundreds of feet high stands here.
There is no grass growing on this mountain, and it is all covered with huge gray-white rocks, which looks extremely desolate.
The strange thing is that there is a thin crack in the middle of this stone mountain, from which a faint soft white light is emitted, like moonlight pouring down.
This is where the cave of Master Cang Kun, the so-called "Tian Nan Crazy Cultivator", is located.
However, the cave is now silent and there is no trace of anyone at all.
On the top of the stone mountain, there were figures standing on both sides of the gap that emitted white light.
One of them is Yang Qian. He is wearing a black robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes are deep.
The other person was a young man in his twenties, also wearing a black robe and holding an exquisite silver mask in his hand.
His face is handsome, like a sculpture, but his eyes reveal vicissitudes of life that are disproportionate to his age.
The next moment, the man sighed softly, his fingers trembled slightly, and the silver mask in his hand instantly turned into tiny shards, drifting away in the wind.
Upon noticing this action, Yang Qian raised his eyebrows inadvertently.
"Fellow Daoist Dayan, now, you have used the 'spirit technique' to seize the body of Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect. Whether it is memory or personality, they are all under your control. If you return to the Ghost Spirit Sect, , with the power of your divine consciousness, even the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect can never detect anything strange, other It's even more impossible for people to discover. Not to mention, Wang Chan's double cultivator is a delicate beauty, not to mention immortal and beautiful. Why do you bother to travel to Tiansha Continent? What about searching for the secret realm of ancient puppetry?
It is better to return to the Ghost Spirit Sect as soon as possible and concentrate on your cultivation. One day, you can cultivate into Nascent Soul again. With the "Puppet Scripture" and Wang Chan's "Blood Spirit Technique", the entire Ghost Spirit Sect will follow your lead! "Yang Qian spoke in a long tone, with his hands behind his back and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of ridicule.
And the handsome young man in black robes standing in front of him, Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who once swept across the Yue Kingdom, has now been taken away by the "God-Residing Technique" performed by the Lord Dayan, and his original soul has been completely destroyed. Devoured completely, leaving no trace. If God Dayan wanted to imitate Wang Chan's living habits, even Wang Chan's biological father would never be able to notice the difference.
As for the present moment, three days have passed since Master Mu of the Yang Gan Soul Searching Tianfeng Division.
After he arrived at Master Cangkun's cave, he saw the rocks cracking and knew that Han Li and others had already entered the cave. Yang Qian was disappointed with not being able to see the so-called "Tai Miao Divine Forbidden City", one of the ten ancient sacred taboos. With a slight regret, he immediately walked into the cave as if no one else was around, and even swaggered directly into the second floor, but no one could detect his presence.
This time, without the help of Silver Moon, Han Li, although his magical power was not weak, could not take away the three jade boxes of Master Cang Kun in advance. Therefore, in the second-floor attic, as in the original work, the Ghost Spirit Gate The people secretly attacked, and a shocking battle broke out.
While everyone was fighting for it, Yang Qian quietly took action and instantly killed two people, including an old man named Yun, a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk who appeared to be a casual cultivator but was actually an elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. His sudden attack made everyone panic and run away.
Yang Gan took the opportunity to catch Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and captured two wooden boxes at the same time.
Facing Han Li, Yang Qian had already been fascinated by his voice transmission. At the same time, he saw the right moment and took action to help him break through the restrictions and escape successfully. Before leaving, he looked at Han Li's grateful eyes and couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.
His Junior Brother Han will probably be mumbling about this life-saving grace after he returns.
Yang Qian was immersed in the memories of yesterday's battle, while on the opposite side, the Lord Dayan who had seized the body said with a trace of disdain:
"Hmph, do you think I am that shallow person?
Even if I haven't been around women for ten thousand years, I won't be anxious because of a few women. Since knowing the secret of Tiansha Continent, I only have this one thing in my mind, and I can throw away everything else. This is related to my future reconstruction. Based on the jade slip of this ancient monk, I have a bold idea in my mind. I want to Ascend to the spiritual world as a puppet!
Do something that has never been done before!
As for that bullshit ghost spirit gate, what does it count? Thinking back to those days, the Qianzhu Sect, which I founded by myself, was so prosperous that it was not comparable to this third-rate sect! ”
Lord Dayan looked scornful, obviously completely dismissive of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Then, an incredible scene happened!
He saw "Wang Chan"'s body suddenly trembling, and a dazzling white light surged out of his body. This light flowed endlessly, tightly covering his entire body.
At the same time, God Lord Dayan let out a low cry, and a series of "cracking" sounds like exploding beans came from his body. Then, his body and limbs began to undergo strange changes, and actually began to slowly expand. Get stronger.
When this series of shocking sounds finally fell silent, "Wang Chan"'s figure seemed to stand upright again as the sounds dissipated.
I saw him take a deep breath, as if he was inhaling the essence of heaven and earth, as if he was reborn, and his whole body also underwent earth-shaking changes.
(End of chapter)