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

Seeing that his name could not be preserved, Qingfeng could only say that the stone was weird. Seeing this, Lu Ruyan was also bored and simply crossed out her name. She didn't want her name to be left alone here.

After passing this stone, the two continued to move forward.

Not long after the two left, the Sansheng Stone was shining, and a golden light rushed out of the stone and reflected the sky.

For a moment, the names of countless people were reflected in the light. Who would have thought that the name crossed out by Lu Ruyan was also among them, but Qingfeng's name was not the only one. It was really hard to understand where the mistake was.

Then the light flashed, the golden light dissipated, and the Sansheng Stone returned to the appearance of an ordinary stone.

"It seems that this place is not as scary as imagined,"

Qingfeng's voice had just fallen, and a dark cave appeared in front of him.

The two looked at each other, looked around and saw that there was no road, and this was the only exit.

Qingfeng didn't think much, and pulled Lu Ruyan forward.

As soon as he entered the cave, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

It turned out that the cave was covered with bones and corpses everywhere.

The two walked forward on the bones and saw countless corpses on the ground that had just rotted. Some maggots were drilling around in those corpses, which was disgusting.

After walking about a hundred feet, two red lights the size of green beans appeared in front of them, and then a buzzing sound came over.

The thing was very fast and flew in front of Qingfeng in a blink of an eye. Qingfeng saw that it was actually a palm-sized, red flying scorpion with a pair of transparent wings.

Qingfeng didn't care about this thing, just stretched out his hand and slapped it to death.

Unexpectedly, after this moment, countless pairs of red eyes suddenly flashed in the cave, and then a buzzing sound came over the sky.

It turned out that countless flying scorpions pounced on Qingfeng and the others.

Tianjiu protected Ruyan, and Qingfeng moved his mind, and Tianjiu Fire Phoenix Umbrella opened again.

The red umbrella covered Lu Ruyan's head, and a layer of red light fell down, protecting her in it.

As soon as the flying scorpion touched the red light, it was instantly burned to ashes, like a moth to a flame.

Qingfeng used his inner energy to form a shield in front of him, wrapping him in it.

Those red flying scorpions hit the shield, but they could not break through it.

But there were too many of them, and Qingfeng had to punch and kill batches of flying scorpions. Unfortunately, he could not use his magic power, otherwise, he would use the Fire Cloud Divine Art to burn them all to death here.

I don’t know how many of these things there are. If this goes on, I’m afraid that Tianjiu’s own energy is insufficient to protect Lu Ruyan.

Qingfeng’s mind moved, and he stretched out his palm, and a thunder ball condensed in his palm.

Throwing it into the group of flying scorpions with a bang, a flash of lightning flashed, and a large group of flying scorpions were instantly destroyed.

A few more thunder and lightning passed, and more than half of the flying scorpions were gone.

The two hurried forward, and Qingfeng took out the Azure Spear and swept it all the way, and countless flying scorpions fell at once.

"Squeak..." A sharp cry came over instantly, and then the ground shook, and two red lights as big as lanterns appeared in front.

That thing was running fast.

Qingfeng did not dare to be careless, and asked Lu Ruyan to step back a few steps. He stood with a gun, but in a moment, he saw an oversized flying scorpion running towards him.

This guy was five or six feet tall, with red eyes, huge mouthparts cracked, and the sharp tail hook on the tail was dark purple. It was obvious that it was extraordinary.

It was just that Qingfeng had killed too many of these things, so of course he would not be afraid, but he didn't know how powerful the ghost scorpions raised in hell were.

In a flash, the two collided with each other.

The flying ghost scorpion was extremely powerful, and its shell was as hard as iron, so it was difficult to deal with.

If it were an ordinary person, without the power of magic, he would be either dead or injured as soon as he met it.

It was a pity that it met Qingfeng, a pervert in the field of power.

"Boom!" The azure spear penetrated into the shell of the flying ghost scorpion, and then Qingfeng used his strength to pick it up and throw it out.

The next moment, he jumped up and jumped onto the head of the ghost scorpion. He raised his fist and hit the ghost scorpion's head.

Qingfeng's strength is more than 5 million pounds, and the strength of a punch is several million pounds. Even if your head is as hard as gold and iron, you will be beaten to pieces.

"One, two, three..."

The ghost scorpion was beaten and wailed in an instant, and its purple tail hook stabbed at Qingfeng.

Unexpectedly, Qingfeng was skilled and bold, and he stretched out his palm, and with quick eyes and hands, he grabbed its tail hook.

The next moment, he was seen shaking all over, holding the tail hook and swinging it hard, and with a loud bang, he threw the scorpion to the ground.

Then, he continued to exert force, and the sound of bangs continued. After a few times, the ghost scorpion was limp and motionless.

Qingfeng let go of its body and came in front of it.

At this moment, the ghost scorpion had its eyes closed tightly, its breathing was weak, and it was about to die.

However, Qingfeng did not dare to be careless, and punched it in the head, wanting to kill it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the ghost scorpion suddenly opened its eyes, opened its mouth and spit out countless green poisonous gases at Qingfeng.

Fortunately, Qingfeng had been prepared, and his body flashed. He avoided the poisonous gases and jumped onto its head.

Then he punched the head without hesitation, and then he opened his palm and grabbed the ghost bead of this thing.

As soon as the ghost bead appeared, the scorpion was completely motionless, deader than dead.

Qingfeng certainly couldn't waste such a big corpse. Although it was a ghost, it was also a good thing. He wanted to make it into a pill.

But he changed his mind and thought that his second-level space needed such a thing.

Thinking of this, he immediately threw it into the second-level space of the stone jar.

As soon as the ghost scorpion fell on the black soil in that space, it began to melt, and then turned into liquid and was absorbed by the soil.

At this time, a tender bud appeared at the intersection of yin and yang.

Seeing this scene, Qingfeng was delighted. He didn't expect that this ghost was really useful. He wanted to see what this Yin-Yang Bipolar Flower was and what effect it had.

Putting away the stone jar, I don't know if it was because of the death of this huge ghost scorpion, but the small flying ghost scorpions scattered at this moment, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Tianjiu closed the fan and flew behind Lu Ruyan. Qingfeng clearly felt that Tianjiu's breath was weakened a little.

"Are you okay?" Lu Ruyan asked with concern.

Qingfeng shook his head and said, "It's okay, but I don't know how many levels of hell there are and how we are going to get out."

The two of them didn't speak for a while and walked forward. After only a hundred feet, another light gate appeared in front of them.