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

Just when everyone was wondering, Dugu Xin suddenly stood up, and then saw him unbuttoning his clothes and revealing the armor on his body. There was a deep palm print on the armor.

At this moment, he looked at Qinglong and said with a cold face: "Qinglong, Qinglong, I have cultivated you all these years and treated you as my own child. This is how you repay me. You really disappoint me. "

When he said this, he actually had a sad look on his face. Qinglong's face turned red when he saw it, but he didn't dare to look at him again.

But he immediately raised his head and said with a look of horror in his eyes: "Did you know that I was a spy?"

"Hmph, you hid it so well, how could I have known? But this time, in order to catch you, a big fish, I cost the lives of many of my brothers. Now that the fish has been caught, it's time to arrive. When the net is closed.”

As he said this, he saw that as soon as he snapped his fingers, countless faces appeared behind the house. Judging from their cultivation, they were not weak, and they were not comparable to the demon sect disciples they had just killed.

At this moment, everyone already knew that something was wrong and had been tricked.

At this time, a man wearing a black robe and a silver mask walked out first. He looked at everyone and said in a cold voice: "It's just a bunch of children, let's do it."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. Suddenly, countless light pillars lit up in the cave, and a huge light shield instantly enveloped everyone.

"No, it's the formation," someone exclaimed.

Then a scream was heard, and someone was immediately injured.

Qingfeng looked at the demon in front of him, sneered, and then asked: "You are from the Blood Demon Palace."

The man sneered and said no more nonsense, just shouted: "Dead people don't need to know too much."

As he said that, he saw him take action suddenly. Qingfeng drew out the big stick behind him, jumped up, and rushed over first. Zhongli and the others were not hesitant, and they started to fight with the men in black.

Qingfeng was the first to bear the brunt, and he swung the stick. The man didn't know that Qingfeng was extremely powerful. During the fight, he felt an overwhelming force coming, and he instantly vomited blood and flew out.

When he landed, Qingfeng had already hit him again with a stick. The man only felt a pain in his lower body, and then he lost consciousness.

The man screamed for a moment, Qingfeng sneered, and then asked: "Aren't you going to tell me now?"

The man looked at Qingfeng, his eyes were splitting, and he shouted loudly: "Come on, I have killed countless people, and I am never afraid of anything."

"Really? If you don't tell me, then I might as well use the soul-searching technique. Maybe that kind of information will be more accurate."

Hearing this, the demon became a little emotional, and his soul-searching technique was so vicious that even he, a disciple of the demon sect, couldn't help but be frightened.

Because once the spellcaster fails, the other party will become a fool, you say whether he is afraid or not.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth helplessly and snorted coldly: "Okay, don't you want to know? Then I will tell you the truth. At this moment, your companions may have been killed by the Lord of the Palace and their blood is flowing like rivers. "

"What?" Qingfeng looked at him in disbelief.

The demon simply let go at this moment, and said with a laugh: "The master of the palace has arranged everything a long time ago, just waiting for you to take the bait, so he asked me to come here just in case, but I didn't expect that I would be careless. "

As he said this, a small black ball suddenly appeared in his palm. Qingfeng saw it too late, and saw that the demon was just delaying time, just wanting to die together.

The breeze instantly lifted the bell jar, and then a violent explosion sounded.

A powerful impact instantly pushed Qingfeng a hundred meters away. The demon was blown to pieces at that time, and he could no longer die.

"Qingfeng" the other people shouted, fearing that something bad happened to Qingfeng.

At this time, he saw the dust on Qingfeng Pulong Pulong's body, and said with an unlucky look: "I'm sorry, I was careless."

Xue Lichu rolled his eyes at him, thinking that he was worried in vain, and the rest of the people also took it to heart.

At this moment, he suddenly saw Gao Chengzhi, who was lying on the ground next to Qingfeng, suddenly jump up and thrust a shining sword straight into Qingfeng's chest.

It's a pity that others would have been seriously injured, but he picked the wrong person. He was Qingfeng, a body refiner. He was invulnerable even without a bell jar and just relying on his muscles and bones.

Gao Chengzhi exhausted all his strength and was stunned for a moment when he saw that the sword was broken.

Qingfeng shook his head slightly and said: "You will not survive if you do your own thing."

Then a big hand seal came up, and Kaohsiung was immediately blown up by him in the air. He was really dead without a whole body.

Everyone here was slaughtered. At this time, everyone from the Zhaotian Gang gathered one after another, and for a while they were even more respectful to the Kung Fu Qingfeng had just performed.

At this moment, the Chen brothers and sisters also came over and said with excitement: "Brother Qingfeng, all the Gao family members have been killed, we won."

Qingfeng nodded to him, but said: "I will leave it to you to deal with the matter later. I have to take one step first."

"Brother Qingfeng, can we see each other again in the future?" asked Chen Yuan, a woman who didn't like to talk much. At this moment, she had a look of reluctance in her big, watery eyes.

Qingfeng smiled bitterly. To be honest, he didn't know, so he could only say truthfully: "The mountains are high and the rivers are long. Maybe... maybe if we are destined, we can see each other again."

Chen Yuan's face changed, and her eyes were a little wet. Although they had known each other for a short time, Qingfeng's heroic appearance left an indelible impression in her heart.

Finally, she forced a smile and said, "Brother Qingfeng, take care."

Qingfeng nodded, and suddenly remembered something, so he took out a porcelain bottle from his body. He handed it to Chen Zhen and said, "Here are a few pills, which are holy medicines for healing. If you are seriously injured, you can take one immediately and you will recover. It is a fate for us to meet each other. Take it."

Chen Zhen was moved, and he reached out to take it, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Qingfeng patted his shoulder, then waved his hand, and immediately flew away with the other people. At this time, he was already anxious, fearing that he would be too late and could only collect the bodies of several brothers.

Watching Qingfeng fly away, the group of people just now were suddenly surprised. Some people reacted and exclaimed that they were immortals. For a while, everyone was surprised and worshiped Qingfeng very much.

Many years later, there were still people who boasted to their descendants about how they had fought side by side with the immortals. For a moment, they were very proud.

The Chen brothers and sisters stood there and watched Qingfeng's back as he went away. Chen Yuan had tears in his eyes at this moment, but he murmured, "Brother, he will never come back."

Chen Zhen looked at his sister, sighed and said, "This man is a dragon among men. We can't afford him. Sister, don't be too obsessed."

Chen Yuan pouted her lips, but said stubbornly, "Brother, what are you talking about? I just admire him."

She stomped her feet and ran away. Many years later, in a magnificent courtyard, a beautiful middle-aged woman looked at the bright moon in the sky.

But she suddenly remembered the figure that she had never forgotten. She sighed and murmured, "After all, I still didn't let it go. Am I too obsessed?"