"Fellow Daoist Gui, just stay here and watch, don't let anyone else come over!"
Yang Gan ordered with a cold snort, and then a sizzling arc of electricity burst out and disappeared amid thunder.
The next moment, his figure appeared more than thirty feet away, with wings on his back, and his hands shrunk in his sleeves suddenly made fists.
In an instant, Yang Qian's body was rumbled with thunder, like the fury of thunder, and a layer of dazzling golden arcs shot out like a violent storm, instantly covering his whole body in a golden curtain of light. .
At the same time, dazzling golden scales covered Yang Gan's body in the blink of an eye, like golden armor, exuding a powerful aura.
Facing the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear, a tenth-level monster in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, Yang Qian naturally would not underestimate the opponent. He was prepared to use all his strength to win a quick victory.
As long as this corpse bear can be killed, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons will lose a powerful top-level combat power. From the description in the original work, Yang Qian will definitely not be able to live in harmony with the old demon Che in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. So attack decisively.
Within a moment, Yang Gan and Wannian Corpse Bear disappeared, leaving only Gui Ling standing there with a changed expression, as if he was struggling with something, with a hint of uneasiness and struggle between his brows.
But in the end, Gui Ling sighed and temporarily suppressed the entanglement in her heart. A look of helplessness appeared on her ugly face, and she began to scan around vigilantly.
The roar was loud, as if the earth was shattering, and a violent impact was raging like a violent wind and huge waves.
The ripples visible to the naked eye spread instantly, rippling in the void like ripples.
"Are you really going to go against me, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?"
A roar shook the entire space.
I saw a burly monster with white hair standing in the air. It was dressed in the clothes of a scattered real person, but it could not conceal the evil aura that soared into the sky.
The monster's eyes were flashing with green flames, its fangs were exposed, and its abnormally shriveled white-haired bear face looked even more ferocious and terrifying.
It is one of the deputy valley masters of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, a late-stage Nascent Soul level being - the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear.
At this moment, it is holding a magic dragon blade, and the bloody light flows on the blade, as if it has swallowed up all life.
As it swung, a stream of blood light shot out quickly, scattering the surrounding blue thunder and lightning one by one.
However, facing the powerful attack of the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear, Yang Gan showed no fear.
"Going against the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons? Fellow Taoist Corpse Bear was joking. Didn't you just want to put Yang to death? Yang was just a courtesy." Yang Gan, who was using the Brahma Saint's True Demonic Skill, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. As soon as he moved, he stepped into the void, like a god who controlled the heaven and earth.
The whole body was shrouded in purple-gold golden light, and countless scales shone in the light, looking mysterious and majestic.
With a sharp horn at the head and a dragon tail at the back, Yang Qian seemed to have turned into an ancient monster with majestic momentum. Compared with the ten-thousand-year-old corpse bear, it was even worse.
He held a three-color feather fan tightly in his left hand, and flames of three different colors flowed on the fan, as if it could burn everything.
The right hand holds a slowly rotating flat mountain seal. The majestic spiritual power seems to overflow from the seal, which is heart-stopping.
The two looked at each other, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and an earth-shattering showdown was about to take place.
For a moment, the ferocious aura of the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear seemed to have softened somewhat.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Qian's handsome face and the two imitations that exuded the aura of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure. He twitched his face slightly and forced out a stiff smile.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, I was reckless before. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Why don't you and I turn our hostility into friendship? When Taoist friend enters the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the future, I will hold a banquet in honor of you and ask the Lord of the Valley to teach you how to advance in person. The secret of God’s experience, isn’t it wonderful? ”
Although these words were said politely, Wannian Corpse Bear was still filled with resentment. He secretly planned to return to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley as soon as he left Kunwu Mountain, gather people, and come back to settle the score with Yang.
When Yang Qian heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm. He smiled faintly and said, "Stop and make peace? It's not impossible. It's just that the most serious grudge in Yang's life is clear. If fellow Taoist Corpse Bear wants to resolve this grudge, all he has to do is stand where he is." , with Yang’s attack, the previous grudges were wiped out.”
The Wannian Corpse Bear's expression changed, and the smile on his face instantly solidified.
He knew in his heart that he would never dare to stand there and receive a blow from the opponent.
This man surnamed Yang seems young and gentle, but his methods are extremely ruthless and he has many treasures in his hands. If he really follows these instructions, he may end up dead.
"Young man named Yang! Don't go too far!" The Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear roared angrily, no longer caring about conserving his mana. He formed a seal with his hands, and his mana crazily poured into the blood light transformed by the blood blade.
The blood suddenly surged and turned into a huge grimace.
The ghost's face was hideous and terrifying, its mouth opened wide, revealing its fangs, and it fiercely swallowed Yang Qian in front of him.
Almost at the same time, the surrounding blood mist also surged and rolled, and one big blood wave after another formed a blood-colored whirlpool, which seemed to wrap Yang Qian in an instant, making him unable to escape.
Yang Qian showed no signs of panic at all, and his eyes shone with golden light.
A thick golden arc shot out from Yang Gan's mouth like a flying fairy from the sky, and struck the ghost face after a flash.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, like the sky and the earth falling apart, and the bright golden light suddenly exploded, like stars falling, bursting out with endless brilliance.
Ghostface let out a shrill scream at this moment, as if it had been hit hard by some powerful force, and most of it collapsed in an instant, like a broken phantom, swaying in the wind.
A fierce look flashed in Yang Gan's eyes. He raised the feather fan in his hand without hesitation, and a cold breath came out of the fan.
He swung the feather fan violently, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then slapped it fiercely towards the ghostly face and body in the air.
With a "Puff" sound, a three-color fire pillar surged out from the fan and directly hit the black glow in front of him.
Violent and dense explosions immediately sounded loudly at the intersection of the two. As soon as the three-color flames and the black clouds came into contact, they exploded like boiling oil hitting cold water.
Obviously the three-color flame is much more powerful than the black Xiaguang. It only paused slightly during the flash of runes, and easily defeated Xiaguang as if it were devastating.
Witnessing this scene, the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear had a look of astonishment in his eyes, and his face was distorted with anger, as if an evil spirit had appeared in the world. He gripped the Demon Dragon Blade tightly, and his figure was like lightning. He instantly approached Yang Gan and slashed at Yang Gan with a ruthless knife. .
Yang Gan's face was stern and his eyes were as cold as ice, as if the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear was just a dead person in his eyes. He raised his hand leisurely and threw the Pingshan Seal above his head. The heavy magic weapon hung in the air like a mountain, exuding waves of majesty. .
Immediately afterwards, a chill flashed across Yang Gan's face, and he saw a small silver sword about an inch long flying out of his mouth, turning into a bright silver light, and quickly slashed towards the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear.
At the same time, Yang Gan formed a seal with one hand, and the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword instantly shone with silver light, and the sword glowed like a rainbow, soaring into the sky.
Upon seeing this, the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear's eyes revealed a fierce light. He roared wildly and struck down hard with the Demon Dragon Blade.
With a loud "bang" sound, the Demon Dragon Blade and the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword collided violently in the air, causing sparks to fly and making the air tremble.
As the Demonic Dragon Blade danced, there were numerous afterimages and continuous slashing sounds, instantly submerging the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword in a sea of sword lights and shadows.
The smell of blood filled the air and was nauseating.
Yang Qian looked at everything happening in the air with a half-smile, his body motionless, as if what was being attacked in the air was not his own magic weapon. The Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear seemed to have something wrong. He waved his arm with a gloomy expression, and all the blood light flew back. After a circle, it condensed into a half-foot-long short blade in the palm of his hand and came out. It was bright red like blood and was covered by a burst of blood. Wrapped in a faint blood mist.
Staring at Yang Qian's silver flying sword, the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear had a surprised expression on his face.
Because this flying sword was struck by so many blows from the Demon Dragon Blade, the blade still shone like silver without even a single scratch. This made the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear, who was well aware of the current power of the Demon Dragon Blade, really unbelievable.
"No need to waste your efforts, my flying sword is somewhat special. No matter how powerful your magic dragon blade is, destroying it is still a wishful thinking." Yang Gan raised the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and made a move in the air, that silver mouth The flying sword shook and flew back, circling.
Just when the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear was filled with suspicion and hesitation, Yang Gan flicked his finger.
In an instant, the golden light of Pingshan Seal overflowed, as if stars were falling, turning into a huge golden net, covering all directions.
"Hmph! You want to trap me, but this imitation of Lingbao alone is not enough." The Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear sneered coldly. Although his face showed disdain, his heart was already as tense as a string
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He secretly thought that this Yang Gan was really the most troublesome monk of the same level he had ever encountered in his life.
This boy has vast magical powers, numerous magic weapons, and his strength is close to that of a monk who transforms into gods. If he wants to escape unscathed at this moment, it may not be easy.
The old demon's heart was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to escape.
Yang Gan looked at the ten-thousand-year-old corpse bear with a cold smile on his lips and said:
"Aren't you always curious about the little tripod that blocked your Demonic Dragon Blade? Today, I will let you see its true face again at the end of your life."
After saying this, he opened his mouth and vomited, and a small three-legged cauldron slowly flew out and floated in front of his chest.
The small cauldron exudes a faint green light. It is simple and mysterious. It is the Void Emperor Baoding.
"This is the real heaven-reaching spiritual treasure just now!" Seeing this, the Wannian Corpse Bear's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked.
He finally confirmed the true origin of the Xuhuang Cauldron. The aura of the spiritual treasure that penetrated the sky and the earth made his heart sink, knowing that today would probably be a bad day.
Yang Qian didn't bother to say any more. He made a gesture and pointed at the small cauldron in front of him with a solemn expression.
The next moment.
After the Void Emperor Cauldron spun around, countless slender green threads spurted out from the surface. As they intertwined and flickered, a huge light network was formed. With lightning speed, the entire Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear was covered. inside.
"Not good!" The Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear was horrified. The speed of this small tripod's magical power was simply beyond his imagination. He gritted his teeth, first he opened his mouth and spat out the smelly black demonic energy, and then raised the magic dragon. The blade whizzed and slashed more than a hundred times.
Suddenly, there was an overwhelming bloody sword light, densely slashing down.
But that layer of cyan light curtain that enveloped the ten thousand-year-old corpse bear was all taken over. No matter whether the bloody sword light hit it or the incomparable penetration of demonic energy eroded it, the light curtain did not even make a ripple, as if Indestructible look.
This moment left the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear completely stunned.
Seeing this scene, a fierce light flashed on Yang Gan's face. He stared at the sluggish figure of the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear and murmured something. Then he saw the silver flying sword that had been surrounding him suddenly burst out
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Gui Ling was scanning the surroundings vigilantly, when suddenly a purple rainbow light shot out from the distance. After a moment, his figure was revealed, and it was Yang Qian himself.
"Fellow Taoist, are you okay?"
Gui Ling hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and secretly observed Yang Gan's expression. He found no sign of a fight and became suspicious.
The previous sneak attack only happened in a moment. Gui Ling seemed to be too surprised and didn't have time to take action. Now he came up anxiously and asked, fearing that Yang Qian meant to blame.
"It's okay. It's really the Demonic Dragon Blade. The man just now was disguised as Wannian Corpse Bear, the deputy valley master of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley. He has great magical powers. Ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul monks are really no match for him." Yang Qian He said calmly, raised his hand, and a crimson bloody blade appeared, and turned it over to look at it.
It is the imitation Demon Dragon Blade!
Gui Ling couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eyes when he saw this, and was horrified in his heart. Although he wanted to leave immediately, he could only stay quietly by the side.
"Fellow Daoist Gui! I will treat this hesitation as the first time and treat it as gone. I hope that when it is time to take action next time, I will not have other thoughts." Yang Gan said calmly without raising his head. Said, and then without waiting for Gui Ling to discern anything, he put away the magic dragon blade, turned into a ray of purple light and ran straight down.
The ten-thousand-year-old corpse bear thing mentioned just now was naturally to defeat Gui Ling. In the future, Yang Qian also planned to use Gui Ling as a mountain-protecting spiritual beast.
But if the other party is ungrateful, Yang Qian doesn't mind destroying the flower with his own hands, taking out all the materials from Gui Ling's body and refining the magic weapon.
The ugly woman Gui Ling was shocked at first, but when she saw that Yang Qian didn't mean to harm her, she felt relieved again, but she stopped where she was for a moment, with red and white on her face.
Knowing that some of the evil thoughts he had just now were finally sensed by the other party because of part of the soul attached to the body of the natal card.
After a while, the ugly woman gave a wry smile, but she still had no choice but to turn into a ray of light and chase Yang Qian down.
At this time, Yang Qian had landed on a huge square platform and looked around calmly.
There is no other entrance except for a dark stone step down not far in front of you.
"Demon Suppression Tower! This really doesn't look like a tower!" Yang Gan murmured a few words. He knew that this tower was built upside down.
At this time, Gui Ling also flew down behind him. Upon hearing Yang Qian's words, he hurriedly stepped forward to explain:
"My fellow Taoists don't know that this Demon Suppression Tower is different from the secular pagoda. It was built upside down by ancient cultivators. The top of the tower is at the bottom, and the bottom of the tower is at the top. The more powerful the demons and ghosts are imprisoned below. .”
Yang Qian nodded and looked around, as if he didn't feel anything strange about the demon at all because of the warning just now.
This made Gui Ling even more afraid of Yang Qian.
He raised his hand and threw a moonstone, which floated above his head. Yang Gan called Ling and walked into the stone steps. The two finally entered the magic tower.
The first few floors of the Demon Suppression Tower are very vast and very peaceful, with not even a ghost in sight.
Apparently, the monks who entered from before were completely killed.
But there were suddenly more signs of fighting.
It seems that in order to prevent others from entering the lower level first, the fight between the monks became more intense.
When entering the third floor, a charred corpse appeared next to a stone pillar. Yang Gan stood beside it for a while and finally determined that he did not know this person. It seemed that he should be the so-called Ye family monk. That's right.
However, this person's heavenly spirit cap was opened wide, and his Yuanying flew away from his body. I don't know if he escaped successfully or was destroyed in the chaos.
On the fourth floor, there was no unexpected discovery, but on the fifth floor, two more corpses appeared. One was covered in green, and at first glance, it looked like a corpse that had been poisoned and died. The swollen face had already been seen. No longer showing his true colors.
The other one turned out to be a big man among the casual cultivators who had attracted Yang Qian's attention. However, a huge head fell to the side, and the body was chopped into seven or eight pieces with a flying sword.
Looking at the look of disbelief on the big man's face, it seemed that he still couldn't believe that he would die here until he died.
After Yang Gan turned the body into ashes, he slowly led Gui Ling into the sixth floor.
As a result, this time, he unexpectedly saw a living person, a woman in palace clothes sealed by a huge ice block.
It was actually Bai Yaoyi. (End of chapter)