A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

At this moment, countless lights suddenly flew from the horizon. After all, the noise here was too loud, and it was the middle of the night, so how could it not alarm everyone?

The dazzling light in the field gradually faded, and the entire courtyard was directly exploded into ruins by this energy, with broken walls everywhere.

The light was fading until it disappeared. At this time, everyone saw the scene in the field and was dumbfounded. They all thought they had seen it wrong.

Mu Aoxue rubbed his eyes and looked again. The field was still the same.

I saw that the middle of the courtyard had turned into a deep pit with a radius of more than ten meters. In the deep pit, Qingfeng stood in the wind, and his black hair was spread out and fluttered in the wind.

Three meters away from him, Mo Dashou was lying on his back, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He was unconscious and didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Quiet, extremely quiet, the light in the sky had arrived. When those people saw this weird scene, they were even more shocked and secretly exclaimed that it was impossible.

Time goes back to the moment when Qingfeng threw his fist. The two punched each other. Qingfeng felt that the opponent was like a mountain, strong and powerful. Unfortunately, the power was not as huge as he imagined. His power immediately overwhelmed the power of the man and occupied an absolute advantage.

When Mo Dashou touched Qingfeng's fist, he thought he would be sent flying, but he cried out that it was bad.

It turned out that Qingfeng's punch was full of strength, and he had just realized the foundation, so it was nearly 160,000 pounds.

Mo Dashou only felt the illusion of a mountain pressing down, and then a surge of overwhelming power came surging, and his own power could not offset this force at all.

But he couldn't retreat. If he retreated, it meant that he lost. He couldn't afford to lose face, so he had to resist it, but he still underestimated the huge power. He used his magic skills and resisted it with all his strength.

But the power was like a landslide of a beast, tearing his shield layer by layer, and then he felt a tightness in his chest, his eyes went black, and he knew nothing.

So now everyone is seeing this situation and scene.

Wan Daoyi opened his mouth wide. He had never expected this result. Qingyun and others were petrified, with disbelief in their eyes.

Cangquan and Muye looked at each other with shining eyes, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

At this time, Qingfeng turned his head and looked at Wan Daoyi. He looked at him with a contemptuous look. His accent was very light, and he said as if he saw through everything: "You lost, please leave."

Wan Daoyi clenched his fists and blushed. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented shame and humiliation. He looked at the crowd and still held back the anger that was about to burst out.

He just snorted coldly and said: "Waste."

Then he turned into a stream of light and flew away without looking back.

The remaining few people immediately walked over and picked up the unconscious Mo Dashou and left in embarrassment.

The battle ended, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Cangquan and Muye Zhenren couldn't see this unique disciple clearly at this moment.

Qingyun was even more confused, wondering if this was still the junior brother from Zixia Peak.

Mu Aoxue thought, she had fought with him before, but if he was like this at that time, wouldn't she have no chance to fight back.

It's only been a short time, why did he grow so fast, could it be that the Hegemon Body Art is really a peerless immortal scripture? Oh, by the way, there was a rumor that Qingfeng had obtained a complete secret scroll of the Heavenly Book, could it be that the rumor was true.

Qingfeng gathered up her loose hair, and then saw that after saying something to Elder Cangquan and Muye Zhenren, she actually flew away and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and no one knew where she went.

But the place immediately became lively, and everyone asked what happened. Zhongli and Quanzhenzi immediately explained to everyone eloquently, the big event that just happened, for a while, Qingfeng's battle with Mo Dashou, like a whirlwind, blew all over the Daoxuan Sect.

Qingfeng himself was now beside a pond, with blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth. He was more or less injured, but he had been enduring it, not wanting those people to see this side of him.

Fortunately, the injury was not very serious. He took out a pill and swallowed it, and then he felt much better.

At this moment, he came here, of course, not to blow the wind, but he felt something in his heart and realized something.

The secret scroll of the heavenly book deserves to be praised by the thousand-handed demon boy Tang Sanshi. The things recorded in this book make people feel a sense of enlightenment from time to time. Just now, he realized something, so he came here to think about it carefully. M.

At this moment, suddenly a voice came faintly: "Not bad, not bad, I haven't seen such a fierce man like you for many years. Today, I, Baili Shang, have opened my eyes."

Qingfeng looked in the direction of the voice and saw a square face with a wide forehead, a high nose bridge, and a copper-colored face with edges and corners not far away, like a stone sculpture, looking like a rough and generous person.

Qingfeng stood up immediately when he saw this person, and said with admiration: "I have heard of Brother Baili's name for a long time. It is a great honor to meet you today."

"Hahaha, Brother Qingfeng, why bother with this pretentiousness? You don't have to be polite when talking to me. I, Baili Shang, like people who are straightforward the most."

Qingfeng laughed when he heard him say this.

This person is Baili Shang, the immortal gate prodigal who ranks first among the five Daos and seven stars, who are as famous as Daoxuan Sect and Wan Daoyi.

"I heard that Brother, you actually watched the competition between me and Mo Dashou just now."

Baili Shang nodded: "Well, that's true. I really didn't expect that a disciple of yours, who is at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, could actually destroy the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen. Compared to the cultivation world, there has only been a monster like you for so many years. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. What I saw, to be honest, I wouldn’t believe it even to death.”

After hearing this, Qingfeng shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly: "Actually, senior brother doesn't know something. The physical skills I practice are very powerful from the ancient secret scrolls passed down by my master.

And I am born with strong strength, so Mo Dashou is just careless. If he insists on competing with me in strength, how could he know that I am stronger than him? If we really compete, he really doesn’t know who is stronger. Which one is weak? "

Seeing that he was neither arrogant nor impatient, Baili Shang admired him in his heart. He nodded slightly and continued:

"A competition is a competition. There is no difference between the real and the unreal. If you win, you win. Mo Dashou is so arrogant that it must be his bad luck.

However, I admire you little guy very much. You and I can walk around more in the future. If you have nothing to do, we can have a drink now. "

Qingfeng was a little surprised when he heard Baili Shang's invitation, thinking that this person might have something to do with him. Then he laughed at himself. He was afraid that he was thinking too much. As a guy at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, how could he be afraid that people would miss him?