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

As time went by, the price of Phoenix Stone continued to rise, and now it has reached 60,000 Spiritual Stones.

However, the price of this item continued to soar, but the atmosphere at the moment was a bit explosive.

"Our Xiannan Wang family wants this item, please bear with us."

"Humph, our Taizhou Li family also has important uses, and we must get it."

"I think you don't take our Leiyin Valley seriously"

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Everyone didn't expect that this Phoenix Stone would be so popular, and all forces coveted it. This is what Qingfeng and the Situ family wanted to see.

The more they fight, the better, and the more intense the fight, the more Spiritual Stones they will get.

In the end, this Phoenix Stone was bought for a huge price of 100,000 Spiritual Stones. Not to mention the Situ family, even Qingfeng was excited.

If he could get 10% of it, it means that he can also get as much as 10,000 Spiritual Stones.

You know, he won the first place in the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition after so many fierce battles, and Daoxuan Sect gave him 10,000 spirit stones as a reward.

And this time, he originally thought that it would be only about two or three thousand spirit stones, but he didn't expect so many at once. To be honest, he was also very excited.

However, he knew that this amount of spirit stones was not so easy to get. There were already many people watching Situ Qiumin with shining eyes as she received a large number of spirit stones.

After this, everyone didn't care about watching the auction anymore, and rushed back to their residence first.

After all, so many spirit stones would make anyone excited.

When the group returned to their residence, Qingfeng found that Situ Qiujie was no longer depressed, and he seemed to be full of energy as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Next, everyone began to discuss the route back and when to set off.

Of course, we can't leave now, otherwise, there are many big bad wolves waiting for us outside.

We must wait until the end of the meeting, at least the end of the auction. By then, there will be many people, and even if they want to rob, they can't catch one person to rob.

Thinking of this, everyone decided to wait until tomorrow.

But at this moment, everyone suddenly heard a sound like an explosion outside. Several people immediately went out to watch and saw that hundreds of golden light pillars suddenly rose in the starry sky.

Without waiting for everyone to do anything, those light pillars began to interweave and formed a huge formation that enveloped the entire square.

Everyone heard a man laughing and saying, "Grab, grab, grab, grab, grab nothing, everything is ours"

Then another Yin Luan voice said, "Stop talking nonsense, first catch all those who have not entered the formation, and kill those who resist on the spot."

Then, two people appeared out of thin air outside the formation.

After a while, countless black-clothed demon sect disciples walked out of various places in the star ruins. They were divided into three groups, each wearing different clothes, but Qingfeng had already distinguished that all the three major demon sect disciples were there.

Seeing this scene, Qingfeng thought it was bad, it turned out that the big thing was like this, fortunately a few people went ahead, otherwise, at this moment, there would be no way to heaven and no door to earth.

Although he was glad that several people came out, a greater crisis appeared. The black-clothed men suddenly dispersed and began to look for the fish that had escaped.

There was only one thing that puzzled Qingfeng. The disciples of the Demon Sect had come out, but why had the people of the seven righteous sects not appeared yet?

Before he could think about it, there were soon sounds of fighting everywhere, and Qingfeng saw that a group of people were rushing towards him.

The situation was urgent, and it seemed impossible for Qingfeng to leave now, but he couldn't wait for those people to kill him, so he could only tell everyone to run back first, as far as they could.

But before everyone ran far, another group of people rushed out from the back, and Qingfeng realized that the entire Xingxu should have been surrounded.

The only way now was to fight hard. Before he could think about it, there were two groups of people from the Wanhun Valley on the opposite side, and twenty or thirty people had already rushed over.

"Try to protect yourself as much as possible"

As soon as Qingfeng finished speaking, he pulled out the short stick behind him, and a majestic momentum came out.

When the black-clothed men surrounded them, they heard the leader shout loudly: "As long as you surrender, I will definitely spare your lives. If you resist, you will be killed without mercy."

"Xuan, don't waste your words. You are almost there."

Qingfeng said nothing more, swung the big stick, and rushed into the crowd.

"Looking for death!" The leader shouted and rushed to kill Qingfeng.

The two met, and the leader didn't expect Qingfeng's stick to be tens of thousands of pounds. He hit him and flew out with one stick. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been killed on the spot.

The man suffered a great loss and immediately pointed at Qingfeng and said: "I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. Everyone, be careful to form a formation."

Many disciples of the Demon Cult heard it and immediately split into small formations to surround Qingfeng.

In another place, Situ Qiumin and others also began to fight with others. For a while, they fought evenly, but there were more people in the Demon Cult, and they were afraid that they would not be able to hold on for a long time.

With this thought in mind, Qingfeng did not hold back and began to use the Xuantian Twenty-Four Sticks.

These disciples of the Demon Sect were only at the foundation-building stage at best, so they were no match for Qingfeng. Qingfeng swung his stick and broke bones and tendons one after another. After a few rounds, he knocked all of them to the ground.

The leader saw that things were not going well and wanted to fly away, but it was too late.

Qingfeng couldn't let him go. He threw a stick and nailed him to the ground. The man's mouth was bleeding and he was dying.

Qingfeng had no mercy on these people. After all, these people had done many evil things. If you didn't kill them, they would kill you.

Pitying the enemy is cruel to yourself. No matter how stupid Qingfeng was, he knew the relationship between them.

After cleaning up these people, Qingfeng turned to look over there and heard a scream.

It was Situ Qiumin's uncle who was pierced through the heart by a sword from the demon sect disciple. He was dying.

They were fighting fiercely over there. Situ Qiujie was fighting for his life. This time, he really experienced what it meant that life and death were only a moment away.

This kid was quite brave. Even if he was in a weak position, he would never retreat.

Qingfeng didn't think much about it. He jumped up with a big stick and entered the crowd.

Although these people were also very powerful, they were not enough for Qingfeng, a human-shaped weapon. After all, he was the first in the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition. There was no need to say more about his cultivation.

There was a loud bang, and the remaining disciples of the Demon Sect were beaten to death by him.

Situ Qiumin didn't have time to say anything, so she walked to her uncle, pressed her hands hard on the wound, and tears kept flowing down.

Unfortunately, his injuries were too severe, and there was really no way to save him.