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

At this time, Ye Quanzhen's face kept changing, but he said: "This holy son's cultivation is more than that. If we can't kill him now, once this son grows up, there will be endless troubles, so this time, we must kill him.

Everyone, we must kill him and take back the Phantom Sound Box. "

Her words have finalized the matter. Everyone must eliminate the Holy Son no matter what, but this matter is not as simple as it sounds.

The Holy Son is so powerful, Daluo Jinxian, how can they fight against him? There are also those Shura Kings who are eyeing him.

But of course they couldn't back down at this moment.

Ye Quanzhen held his hands empty and saw ice blue beads floating out one after another.

Taoist Huanglong said in surprise: "The most precious treasure the day after tomorrow is the Dinghai Pearl."

The beads appeared one after another, until there were four in total, and then there were no more.

Lingxin sighed and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity that there are twelve Dinghai Divine Pearls, but there are only four at this moment, and the power is suddenly weakened a lot."

Taoist Huanglong also reached out his hand at this time, and a five-story small tower appeared in his hand. Then he said: "Look at my glazed tower."

Seeing this, everyone took out their magic weapons.

The Holy Son laughed loudly and said: "You are a bunch of trash, ruining my big things, and wanting to kill me is just a fool's errand. Just go to hell. Maybe it would be good to become my nourishment."

After he finished speaking, he was exuding overwhelming power.

Ye Quanzhen rushed towards the Holy Son without hesitation.

King Shura and others also came to kill again.

"boom"

The infinite power of destruction continues to erupt, and this is simply an unprecedented battle.

Some people were constantly being beaten out, some were vomiting blood, and some were screaming loudly.

The Shura Kings fell down one by one, and everyone in Chanjiao was also seriously injured one by one.

"boom"

Master Huanglong's Glazed Pagoda, which was such an important treasure, was beaten to pieces. At the same time, Master Huanglong was struck by the backlash and flew out, vomiting blood.

King Shura was hit by the spiritual magic weapon and was also seriously injured.

In the end, only Ye Quanzhen, Qingfeng, Shengzi, and Qingfeng were left on the battlefield.

The rest of the people were either seriously injured or killed.

Two Shura Kings on King Shura's side have been killed in the battle, and the rest were all seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to get up to fight at all.

It was not easy for Chanjiao. Master Huanglong, Lingxin, Lingbao, Guangchengzi, and Master Taiyi were all seriously injured and were knocked out.

Wu Yazi died miserably.

Needless to say, Zhao Kongcheng and Zhao Kongbei were already devoured by the Holy Son.

Everyone had no time to grieve and could only hope that Ye Quanzhen and Qingfeng could defeat the Holy Son, otherwise, they would all stay here.

Ye Quanzhen looked at Qingfeng and said: "Success or failure depends on this one move, we must use all our strength."

Qingfeng nodded and said: "I know that when life and death are at stake, I will definitely do my best."

At this moment, he has awakened the black dragon and is ready to merge with it at any time. After all, even if the divine dragon appears, with its peak Taiyi Golden Immortal strength, it will not be a match for the young man in front of him.

This boy is the Great Luo Jinxian, and his strength is terrifying.

So far, he should be the most powerful opponent among the opponents he has encountered.

"Kill..." Ye Quanzhen shouted and rushed forward.

Qingfeng followed closely behind, moving up with divine power.

The young saint showed a cruel smile and said: "The humble ants dare to attack me. It seems that you don't know how to write the word "death".

An endless terrifying aura emerged from his whole body, and then he waved his hand, and a bloody long knife appeared in his hand.

"Exhaust...quick...empty...kill..."

He shouted loudly and slashed at the two of them with one strike.

Endless terrifying power came, and Qingfeng felt an infinite force pressing down in front of him.

He punched out, but unfortunately, the gap was too big, and he was immediately knocked away by the huge force and directly driven into the ground.

Although Ye Quanzhen used Dinghaizhu to immobilize himself on all sides, even though this kind of treasure was extremely powerful, it was still vulnerable to absolute strength.

Finally, the Ding Haizhu buzzed and flew out with Ye Quanzhen.

The Holy Son looked at the two of them with disdain and said: "You are really overestimating your capabilities. It seems that you still don't know the strength of Daluo Jinxian. Today I will let you two die happily."

With that said, he flew towards Ye Quanzhen.

He stretched out his claws and grabbed her heart, as if he was going to pierce her heart the next moment.

Ye Quanzhen's expression changed greatly, and she felt an infinite force pressing on her body. She immediately waved the Ding Haizhu to block it in front of her.

Those saint sons' eyes were full of ferocity, and they were about to kill her.

He struck with all his strength, and the Ding Haizhu flew away with a bang. He continued to move forward without stopping.

Just when he was about to touch Ye Quanzhen's body, his hand stopped suddenly because a huge force behind him grabbed him.

Qingfeng exuded endless murderous intent, and a sword of murderous intent was suspended above his head.

The moment he saw that Ye Quanzhen was about to be killed, the killing intent in his heart condensed on its own and soared into the sky.

Yes, no matter what, how could he let her die again.

He looked at the Holy Son and said, "Damn guy, do you really think you are so powerful?"

Then he punched out and hit the body of the Holy Son.

The Holy Son was not prepared, but was actually knocked out by this terrifying force.

"Boom"

The Holy Son was punched into the ground by Qingfeng.

Ye Quanzhen looked at Qingfeng in shock, Qingfeng nodded slightly to her, and rushed towards the Holy Son.

"Boom"

There was another loud noise.

But this time it was Qingfeng who was knocked out of the deep pit, and then a bloody figure flashed out and waved his infinite strength at Qingfeng.

I only heard the Holy Son shouting: "Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell..."

His fists fell like raindrops, constantly hitting Qingfeng's body. If he was not a force cultivator with extremely strong muscles and bones, he would have been blown up by this infinite force at this moment.

Ling Xin's happy face suddenly became disappointed again. She looked at Qing Feng who was beaten and couldn't help sighing: "Brother Wan, come on."

Qing Feng felt bitter. He had infinite strength and thought he was invincible, but he didn't expect that there was always someone stronger than him. The power of this Saint Son was much stronger than his.

Ye Quanzhen certainly wouldn't watch Qing Feng being killed. She rushed up again.

She used the supreme sword technique to slash at the Saint Son.

To her surprise, under the infinite sword intent, the Saint Son directly stretched out a hand, and a blood-colored beam of light shot out.