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

Qingfeng was ready, and his mind moved, and his body entered the stone jar. He first went to see Tianchan, who showed no signs of waking up, and he didn't know how long he would sleep.

He went to see Xiaohong again. She was motionless at this time, and he didn't know when she would be able to break through. Qingfeng certainly didn't disturb her.

Qinglian had grown a second leaf, which made Qingfeng very happy. Xuantian Gourd Vine was still the same, not growing much.

At this time, he came to the room of Tianlei God Stone, and saw lightning surging inside, as if it was endless and never stopped.

The closer to Tianlei God Stone, the thicker the lightning.

Some of the thick lightning was as thick as an arm, some as thick as a thigh, and some as thick as a bucket. Tianlai Novel Network

The lightning was already a ball at the place closest to Tianlei God Stone, and it was impossible to see how thick it was.

Seeing this scene, Qingfeng felt cold in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and walked into the room.

As soon as he entered, countless lightning filaments came and he immediately felt numb all over.

He did not dare to go deeper at this moment, and sat directly at the edge to start practicing.

The first step is to draw lightning into the body to polish one's own skills.

Qingfeng used the palm thunder method and began to absorb the free lightning, but at this moment a thumb-thick lightning hit him.

Qingfeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to draw the lightning into his body. He never dreamed that such a thin lightning could carry such a terrifying power.

A destructive breath instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to spasm all over and suffer.

He forced the thunder method to conduct with supreme power, and then led the lightning out of his body. For a moment, he saw the true power of lightning.

In addition to being shocked, he also intercepted a small section of lightning and began to refine it. It was painful, very painful, a kind of maddening pain from the inside out.

After practicing for a while, Qingfeng's forehead was already sweating. After half an incense stick, his face looked better. At this moment, he opened his eyes, and a flash of lightning flashed in his eyes.

At this time, he stretched out a finger, and a flash of lightning drilled out from his fingertips. Success.

Qingfeng's face showed a trace of joy.

At this time, he used his power to absorb the lightning of the length and thickness of a chopstick, and began to refine it again. You can see that his face is pale and distorted, as if he is experiencing incomparable pain...

It was dark and windy at night, and it was particularly dark tonight. It can be said that you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hand.

A group of elders in the Cantian Temple are sitting around the sealed ancient well.

The master of the temple, Murong Tian, ​​has a cold face and a very serious expression.

Because at this moment, the seal is once again heard with a huge sound, and the sound continues. It is obvious that the other side is constantly attacking the seal.

Unfortunately, the Five Elements Stone of Heaven and Earth is an extremely rare thing. Although the seven sects have sent countless disciples to find this thing, they have not found a piece so far.

He has been nervous since the day the seal was broken.

If the passage to the ghost world was opened, he would be ashamed of the ancestors of his sect.

Perhaps the ten thousand-year foundation of Cantian Temple would be destroyed in his generation. What do you think he felt?

So Murong Tian personally sat here and swore in his heart that he would live and die with this passage.

As the sound in the passage became louder and louder, the elders of Cantian Temple began to use their magic power to continue to strengthen the seal.

At this moment, there was a crackling sound from the seal, followed by a light bang, and a black iron cone actually broke through the seal and rushed into the sky.

A small piece of the seal was broken, and the elders of Cantian Temple were extremely nervous. At this moment, they didn't care about those things, and they began to repair them.

Murong Tian's face changed, and he moved his body and chased after it.

A moment later, the iron cone was suspended above a mountain peak, and then a huge ghost appeared in the iron cone.

The ghost appeared for only a moment, and it turned into a human form, a handsome middle-aged man, but he was surrounded by a circle of ghost energy, which made him look a little gloomy.

At this moment, Mo Rongtian had caught up. When he saw the man, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Another powerful guy has appeared. I wonder if you dare to tell me your name."

The man sneered and said, "Humph, you are not worthy of knowing my name with your ability, but since you are from Cantian Temple, I might as well tell you my name, because one day I will destroy your Cantian Temple with my own hands to vent my hatred in the ghost world.

I am one of the three ghost kings in the ghost world, the Daluo Ghost King."

Hearing this name, Murongtian's pupils suddenly dilated, and then he shouted loudly: "Impossible, unless the passage of the ghost king level is fully opened, their bodies cannot pass through at all. Come.

Oh, I see, you are just a clone. "

Hearing Murong Tian's words, the Great Luo Ghost King sneered and said: "What if there is a clone? It is enough to deal with you little guys. If my real body comes, you will have no chance to speak at this time."

Murong Tian looked at him and asked: "What is your purpose in coming here?"

"Hahaha, hahaha, I really don't know if you guys have dulled your brains to ask such stupid questions.

However, I love to see other people's desperate eyes, so I might as well tell you that I came here to find the supreme magic weapon to resurrect the Dark Sky Ghost Lord.

After I find that magic weapon, your Towering Temple will be destroyed. "

"You can't even think of succeeding. Our seven sects will not let you succeed." Mo Rongtian said word by word.

"Then it's not up to you."

Daluo Ghost King wanted to leave after saying that, but Mo Rongtian shouted loudly: "It's not that easy to leave."

"Hmph, just because you want to stop me, you are simply overestimating your capabilities."

"Without further ado"

As he said this, Murong Tian took out a red treasure fan and hit him.

The treasure fan turned into a huge red python and bit the Ghost King.

The Ghost King waved his hand, and the iron cone that looked ordinary just now began to spin at high speed. Countless ghost energy took shape and formed into a big one-horned ghost that rushed forward.

The big ghost wrapped around the iron cone and rushed towards the red giant python. The red and black intertwined and entangled, and the two started fighting crazily.

Murong Xing dodged his body and hit Da Luo Ghost King with a palm.

Daluo Ghost King snorted coldly, drew a circle on his chest with his left hand, and then pushed it out with a palm. The two palms faced each other, and suddenly there were muffled sounds one after another.

Then, with the two of them as the center, a force of annihilation swept out, and the huge mountain peak was completely cut down by this force.

Murong Tian retreated one after another, blood spilled from his mouth, and the Ghost King grunted and retreated dozens of feet away.