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

When he thought of this, he thought to himself that he would sacrifice his own blood to the ancestors, so that he would not have the face to see them again after he left.

But before he could make any move, Qingfeng had already moved.

He heard a sharp scream from his mouth, which immediately shook the four fields and resounded through the nine heavens.

Qingfeng Blood Evil Armor, Body Protection Qi, and Bloodthirsty Wings appeared on him almost at the same time, and he had taken out the big stick and held it in his hand.

Just when the Bai family ancestor held Qingfeng's body, he had already opened the bloodthirsty wings and flew into the sky.

He swung the big stick and hit the Bai family ancestor with one stick.

With a "bang", the Bai family ancestor's face changed slightly, and he had raised one hand to catch the stick, but he didn't expect that the guy's stick was so powerful that his tiger's mouth was numb.

"Hmph, I underestimated you. Yes, the one who can kill my grandson must be an extraordinary person. You hide well."

When he said this, he saw that his mysterious skills were activated, and a huge fist appeared out of thin air and hit Qingfeng.

Qingfeng Xuantian hit with twenty-four sticks, and one stick broke the fist into pieces.

The ancestor of the Bai family narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, well, you actually forced me to use weapons, what a good foundation-building friend."

When he said this, he saw that he opened his mouth and spit out a white flying sword. The flying sword grew in the wind and turned into a three-foot green blade in an instant, and then attacked Qingfeng without stopping.

Qingfeng was not afraid and stood up with the stick.

The magic flying sword suddenly became more than three feet long and pressed on him. Qingfeng swung the big stick and went all out.

The two intersected for a moment, making a loud bang, and a terrifying energy swept everything. Fengcheng and Yue Ling'er were swept away a hundred meters away by this energy.

The two did not expect Qingfeng to be so brave, and they thought they had underestimated him.

Qingfeng only felt his hands go numb, and the big stick almost slipped out of his hand. He had never encountered such a strong enemy. M.

The face of the Bai family ancestor changed. He did not expect that this boy had such great strength.

"Okay, okay, I really underestimated you. I want to see how powerful you are."

As he said that, he saw him pinching the seal with his hands, and the magic sword instantly spit out a three-foot light, and then the momentum was like a dragon and strangled Qingfeng again.

Qingfeng saw the sword light and knew that it would be impossible to take it hard.

As soon as he thought of this, he heard him shout: "Dharma image heaven and earth."

Then a Dharma image ten feet tall appeared behind him.

As soon as the Dharma image appeared, Qingfeng's strength doubled, and he punched the sharp sword light in the air.

The power of his punch was hundreds of thousands of pounds, which the Bai family ancestor never expected. The flying sword was immediately knocked out, and Qingfeng slapped the Bai family ancestor again.

"An ant trying to shake a tree is overestimating its own strength."

The ancestor of the Bai family shouted: "Killing God Technique"

Then the magic flying sword instantly turned into countless flying swords, transformed into a sword dragon, and flew towards the palm.

When the two came into contact, those flying swords were like a poisonous dragon, spinning and strangling madly.

The power of this sword is really different from the power of ordinary sword cultivators.

Qingfeng suddenly felt that the sword light was extremely sharp.

His Dharma image was gradually strangled and destroyed, and in a blink of an eye, the palm was crushed.

Qingfeng's Dharma image was broken, and blood immediately flowed out of his mouth. At this moment, he knew that the difference between him and the ancestor of the Bai family was not small.

This person should be in the early stage of refining the spirit and transforming into emptiness. Even so, he has great means. With his cultivation of the great perfection of foundation building, he can only have a fighting force unless he opens the demon seed.

However, in his current situation, he can't open the demon seed at all, unless he is on the verge of life and death.

Even if the black dragon came out at this moment, it would not be able to fight against such a master. At this moment, his last resort was to run away.

The next moment, Qingfeng raised his other palm to block it, and then he kept using the finger gestures. The water dragon technique of the eight wastelands of heaven and earth was sacrificed by him and hit the flying sword. Unfortunately, the water dragon was strangled into countless water droplets and shattered just after it reached the flying sword.

For a while, the rain fell all over the sky. In this moment, Qingfeng held a big stick and shouted loudly: "Xuantian Twenty-four Sticks Twenty-one Styles-Heaven and Earth Dark."

At this moment, a dazzling light was seen shining on the stick, and a stick light ten feet long broke out of the stick.

He saw him stick down and hit the sword dragon. The sky and the earth instantly wailed, and the whole sword dragon instantly broke into pieces.

A huge force flew over in an instant, and the house of Wanshan Sect was swept by this light and turned into ruins.

But before Qingfeng could be happy, a hand in the light suddenly arrived in front of him and hit him on the chest.

Qingfeng only felt that the palm was extremely fierce, like a mountain condensed and hit him.

Suddenly, he was hit by this palm. Although he had the Pluto armor to protect his body and the energy to block it, the force was too strong. He was bleeding in the air and was seriously injured.

Qingfeng knew at this moment that he was no match for the old guy. This guy might not have used his full strength, but Qingfeng had already tried his best.

At this moment, Qingfeng did not hesitate, and the bloodthirsty wings opened immediately, and he rushed away with this force, pulling a thin red silk thread in the sky.

"Want to run" The ancestor of the Bai family was about to take action again to deal with this person, but he didn't expect that this guy was straightforward and ran away directly.

The Bai family ancestor snorted coldly. He didn't expect this kid to be so cunning. However, it was wishful thinking to want to escape from his hands.

Then he moved his mind, and a floating cloud appeared under his feet, carrying him away quickly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"They left," Yue Ling'er said in a daze, looking at the distance.

Fengcheng nodded, looking at the ruins behind him, and sighed in his heart.

"Brother, do you think Qingfeng Daoyou can survive?"

Fengcheng shook his head and said pessimistically: "Qingfeng is very powerful, but it's a pity that his opponent is the Bai family ancestor. This person has a superb cultivation. Once he is caught by him, Qingfeng will definitely die.

But you don't have to worry. After he dies, we will soon go on the road with him."

Hearing this, Yue Ling'er looked indifferent, just looking at the distance silently, hoping that Qingfeng could escape.

Qingfeng was running all the way, in a panic. At this moment, his chest hurt, and he took a healing pill in a hurry.

Fortunately, his bloodthirsty wings were extremely fast, otherwise, he would have died.

The Bai family ancestor was chasing him closely, and from time to time he took out the red mirror and looked at it to determine Qingfeng's position.

At this time, he heard him muttering to himself: "I want to see how far you can fly with your magic power."