Just six days later, several groups of demonic energy gathered in the air outside Yang Qian's cave again.
This time, the incoming monster no longer concealed its figure. Instead, it raised a demonic wind in a brazen manner. Thousands of various beasts and monsters also appeared on the ground, gathering together in a menacing manner. They were so bold that they could Attack Yanggan Cave Mansion.
However, if they knew that the person in the cave was a god-level being, would they still have such courage?
The several monsters that appeared in the air also had different shapes.
One is a giant blue and white python with three heads, one large and two small, which looks extremely ferocious; the other is a huge wild boar with a body of six to seven feet, with a pair of huge tusks shining silver, as if they are made of pure silver. .
The last two monsters are somewhat similar to the two leading monsters in the beast group battle that Yang Qian saw that day. One is a golden-haired giant ape with a shining body and a height of several feet. It holds a huge black fork in one hand, and the other is It is a small monster with the head of a bull and the body of a lion, but its body is only a few feet long, but its whole body is emerald green, as if it were carved from jade.
If Yang Qian were here, he would naturally be able to tell at a glance that these monsters were all the sixth- and seventh-level monsters he had noticed in the nearby mountains.
And these monsters, especially the bull-headed monster, are the strongest. They are already at the level of seventh-level monsters, and are only one step away from becoming transformed monsters.
For some unknown reason, these monsters gathered together and attacked his cave.
But even though Yang Qian is currently in seclusion and is indifferent to everything in the outside world, he has stayed up all night to work on the original work and arranged the forbidden magic circle in advance. With his method of cultivating gods, is it possible that these are just relying on instinct to cultivate supernatural powers? The mid-level monsters can be destroyed.
The beasts and poisonous insects, driven hard by several monsters in the air, finally broke through the outermost illusion formation with great force.
However, as soon as they stepped in, they immediately triggered the defensive array carefully arranged by Yang Qian.
I saw a sudden purple glow on the opposite side, and then a strong wind roared up, flying sand and rocks, covering the sky and the sun.
Hundreds of huge rocks were like meteorites falling from the sky, roaring in from the strong wind with great force. There was only a loud "rumbling" sound that shook the ground, and those huge rocks smashed down like the top of Mount Tai. Immediately, some of the beasts were smashed to pieces, their muscles and bones were broken, and they instantly turned into shocking puddles of meat. .
The herd suddenly fell into chaos. Some beasts were so frightened by this horrific scene that they turned around and wanted to flee.
However, when the bull-headed monster in the sky saw this situation, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth and let out a long, sharp roar.
The sound was sharp and harsh, like the cries of ghosts and wolves in the underworld. When the beasts below heard the sound, they felt as if they had been struck by lightning. Their bones were soft and their muscles were soft. They were all trembling with fear and their limbs were trembling.
The other three-headed monsters also bared their teeth, revealed their ferocious faces, and let out a low, threatening roar.
In desperation, under the threat of death, the beasts turned around and could only bite the bullet, full of fear, and rushed towards the opposite place filled with terrifying purple glow again.
As a result, after another strong wind, no more boulders flew out from inside. Instead, countless purple wind blades shot through the air with screaming sounds, and they were so dense that it was impossible to avoid them.
Bah, bah, bah!
A blood-curdling sound of cutting resounded through the sky, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the scene was horrifying.
Broken limbs and broken arms were thrown everywhere, blood spurted out like a fountain, staining a large area of land red, and bones were piled up everywhere, like small hills.
Suddenly, thousands of monsters fell into extreme panic and chaos.
The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling one after another is frightening.
The heads of some monster beasts rolled off in an instant, and their headless bodies were still twitching; some of their entire bodies were cut into seven or eight pieces at once, their internal organs and intestines flowing all over the ground, exuding a disgusting stench.
When the strong wind stopped again, the originally dense herd had become sparse.
There are less than a few hundred beasts left alive, and their eyes are dull and full of endless fear.
Even though these beasts were not mentally enlightened, they were still frightened out of their wits by this bloody and cruel scene. Their legs even became weak and they could no longer stand firmly in place.
Unable to control their inner fear any longer, they turned back one after another and fled desperately, leaving only blood and death on the ground.
When the monsters above their heads saw this and saw the scene of blood flowing in front of them, they couldn't help but look at each other.
Suddenly, the bull-headed monster opened its mouth and spit out some unusually pleasant female voices. It was extremely clear, but it was not at all in any language known to the human and demon tribes.
The other three-headed monsters also talked in the same language.
After a moment, they seemed to have finished their discussion, and then the four monster beasts ignored the beasts that ran away, and each raised a demon wind to roll down. But on the way, they suddenly merged into one, turning into a black hurricane, heading straight towards Yang Qian. The cave collapsed violently.
These monsters actually planned to use brute force to break the magic circle set up by Yang Gan.
If these demonic beasts are all above the eighth-level demonic beast, it is still possible, but the existence of some sixth- and seventh-level demonic beasts can shake the restriction placed by Yang Qian, the god-transforming monk.
Immediately, the color of the glow in front of the cave suddenly changed, and it turned into five colors on its own, rolling towards it without any ceremony.
As a result, the black hurricane Fang Yi came into contact with the five-colored light, and seemed to be hit by an irresistible impact. In an instant, it fell apart.
The four monsters immediately panicked and fled in all directions. Then they gathered in the air again and looked down with fearful faces. Each of them had frightened faces and expressions of fear and uneasiness.
Although they did not actually face the five-color light directly, the terrifying aura contained in it made all these monsters tremble with fear.
Immediately after they discussed in a low voice, they turned into four groups of demonic winds and evacuated one after another.
Yang Qian, who was meditating, seemed to have sensed something. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but his eyes did not even open.
From then on, not only did no monsters dare to approach Yang Qian's cave, but even within a hundred miles of the huge mountain where the cave was located, all birds and animals disappeared without a trace.
From the beginning to the end, the door of Yang Qian's cave was always closed, without any sign of opening.
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Time flies by like a white horse, and more than fifty years have passed in a blink of an eye.
Suddenly, a roar like a dragon's roar came out from the door of the secret room, the sound shook the sky, followed by a loud rumble, and the door of the secret room suddenly burst open under the impact of this huge sound wave. Debris splattered everywhere.
Looking in from outside the door, I saw a dazzling golden halo in mid-air in the secret room, which was extremely dazzling. Yang Qian was sitting cross-legged among them, with aura surging around his body and lightning swirling around him, like a thunder god.
On his back, a golden shadow with three heads and six arms emerged.
This phantom is surrounded by a golden halo, and although its face is still a little blurry, it is obviously much more real than before. It sat cross-legged just like Yang Qian, and at the same time, each of its six arms held a strange magic weapon, with colorful runes flowing on its fingertips.
Suddenly, Yang Qian and Jin Ying's body trembled when they reached the same level. Circles of golden ripples rippled out from the halo and swept onto the wall of the nearby secret room. Suddenly, five colors of light flashed, and the secret room made a loud rumbling sound. Then it started shaking.
In the golden light, Yang Gan's face showed a trace of pain, and bead-sized beads of sweat covered his forehead. The huge golden halo started to shake, and the golden shadow on his back also became blurred during the shaking. .
There was a soft "click" sound, and the golden halo opened a slender gap from the middle like a mirror. Affected by it, the golden dharma image with three heads and six arms instantly shattered inch by inch and disappeared out of thin air.
In an instant, everything returned to calm.
"Hoo——"
Yang Qian let out a long breath, the pain on his face disappeared, and the whole secret room suddenly returned to calm.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Qian finally opened his eyes. The faint golden light in his pupils had not completely dissipated, but his expression was extremely calm.
"Although I failed to break through the bottleneck this time, I have captured a key trick. Come to think of it, it probably won't take too much time! However, in the past few years, I spent a lot of time carefully cultivating the Binghuo Yang Lei Sword. It takes a lot of time and energy. Now it is almost impossible to break through this level in a short time just by practicing hard in this cave. It seems that the only way is to find other methods." Yang Gan murmured to himself. , the scene of this timeline in the original work comes to mind.
Then his palm suddenly turned over, revealing something with a black fire phoenix imprinted on it.
It was the silver vial containing the three Black Flame Pills.
Although Black Flame Pill is known as the best elixir to break through the bottleneck in the late stage of divine transformation, due to its powerful effectiveness, it can also be used by monks in the middle stage of divine transformation.
However, its effectiveness is a bit too strong. If a monk with insufficient cultivation or too weak body takes it, he may be burned to death by the flames of the black phoenix contained in this elixir.
Yang Qian possesses soul-devouring heavenly fire, plus his own legal and physical cultivation. Naturally, he has no worries in this regard. After taking it, it can help him break through the current bottleneck.
But as a result, there is one less Black Flame Pill when advancing to the Void Refining Realm, and the chance of breakthrough is greatly reduced out of thin air.
After all, elixirs such as Black Flame Pill are something that can only be found but not sought. His current mid-term bottleneck is only a matter of time before he breaks through.
Countless monks are stuck at the late stage of god transformation throughout their lives. From the scarcity of Void Refining monks compared to god transformation monks, we can know how difficult it is to advance. Therefore, when breaking through this bottleneck, the more natural auxiliary elixirs, the better.
What's more, in these years, although the progress in cultivation is not huge, Yang Qian has once again refined the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder Sword, Yimu Zhenglei Sword, Guishui Yin Thunder Sword and Binghuoyang Thunder Sword. After a while.
After this sacrifice, the connection between the four thunder swords became closer and deeper, and the power they could release became even more powerful.
In this way, his own strength has been greatly improved.
"Well, let's go out for a walk and explore a bit first. I remember it's almost time." Yang Qian thought about it for a long time and finally decided.
There was a mysterious arc at the corner of his mouth, as if he had thought of something important, and he carefully put away the medicine bottle in his hand and put it back into the storage bracelet.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qian obviously had no intention of continuing to retreat. He moved, stood up, and walked towards the door of the secret room in a leisurely pace.
Outside the secret room, a giant ape puppet was waiting there for some time.
This giant ape puppet has a tall and muscular body, covered with a layer of dark gray hair as hard as iron. It shines with a cold luster against the lighting crystal. Its legs are like thick tree trunks, standing firmly on the ground. , judging from the appearance alone, it is extremely bluffing.
It's a pity that the giant ape puppet's cultivation level is not high. Even an ordinary seventh-level monster can easily destroy it.
Of course, this was Yang Qian's intention. After all, the giant ape puppet possessed his second Nascent Soul.
"Well, come here." Yang Qian raised his eyebrows lightly, without any surprise on his face, and gave the order casually.
The giant ape puppet heard Yang Gan's order and walked over quickly without hesitation. The puppet held a light yellow stick in both hands with strange dark green patterns carved on it. It was the Xuantian Fruit.
Yang Qian stretched out his hand and grabbed the Xuantian Fruit. He glanced up and down carefully, then pondered for a moment, his eyes instantly activated his bright and clear eyes, and he looked inside with concentration.
Inside the Xuantian Fruit, there was a light group the size of a thumb, which didn't look too weird.
"The Treasure of Xuantian. How can it be born so easily? It still takes time." Yang Qian sighed, with a slight regret in his expression. Then he put the Xuantian Fruit away, waved the giant ape puppet to leave, and went I took a look at the medicine garden.
I saw that in the medicine garden, the Zhilong fruit and other elixirs that were originally planted had already matured, and a batch of them had been specially collected by the puppet and stored in another storage bracelet.
"Okay!"
Yang Gan shouted excitedly, his face was full of joy, and he was naturally in a great mood.
He quickly transferred those precious spiritual fruits to the storage bracelet he was carrying, carefully, lest there be any damage. These are rare things that have been cultivated into mana. If one or two are damaged, it will definitely be a disaster. It will be very distressing.
"Just come back."
After doing all this, Yang Gan turned to look at the giant ape puppet. After looking up and down, he nodded, raised one hand, and waved gently at it.
Suddenly.
Whoosh.
The second Nascent Soul turned into a stream of light and shot out directly from the giant ape puppet. It circled in the air, causing a wave of spiritual power, and then sank into Yang Gan's body like a tired bird returning to its nest.
Just as Yang Qian was about to turn around and go back to practice, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and seemed to notice something unusual. (End of chapter)