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

Qingfeng and Yu Zixin stepped forward. Yu Zixin put her hand under the sword technique and wanted to pick it up. Unexpectedly, a murderous intention suddenly emerged. She immediately took her hand away, and the killing intention retreated.

"It's so weird, such a strong aura." Yu Zixin exclaimed.

Then, she put her hand over the sword technique to feel it.

Suddenly, a scene appeared in front of her. She saw that the front seemed to be full of warriors, and countless people were fighting.

At this moment, a person appeared not far in front of her. He struck with his sword, and an extremely strong sword light flashed out.

Yu Zixin only felt a pain in her head. When she opened her eyes, there was blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"So strong." Yu Zixin's voice was a little unbelievable.

Qingfeng immediately asked with concern: "What happened? Why were you injured?"

Yu Zixin shook her head and said: "This sword technique is extraordinary. I saw a fighting scene. I saw one person slashing at me with a sword, and I was injured."

"Is this the end?" Qingfeng wondered.

Yu Zixin nodded and continued: "Well, that's all I saw."

Qingfeng put his hand on her wrist, felt it, and felt relieved when he saw that she was okay.

But he was slightly angry.

He put his hand on the ball of light, and a scene suddenly appeared. Two people were dueling, and one of them was beheaded to death in a moment.

At this time, the victorious man seemed to have seen the breeze and faced him.

It's just that the man's face was blurry and it was impossible to see his appearance clearly.

At this moment, the man raised his sword and slashed at Qingfeng.

Qingfeng knew that this should be the sword Yu Zixin was talking about.

Qingfeng was not afraid, the divine consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness also issued a sword of divine consciousness.

Just when the sword light was about to strike Qingfeng, Qingfeng's sword of consciousness also arrived.

The two swords collided together, and with a bang, they annihilated each other.

The man chuckled and said, "Not bad, not bad."

Then, he slashed out several swords in succession, and Qingfeng's consciousness also shot out several flying swords. After a few blows, the sword light annihilated each other again.

At this moment, the man was stunned, nodded slightly and said: "Such a strong spiritual consciousness, but it's a pity that your understanding of swords is not enough.

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng opened his mouth and spit out a ball of light. This was the sword intention of Xuanzong under the abyss of heaven and earth.

Over the years, he has not dared to experience the sword's intention. In the end, he was still afraid that he would not be able to control it and would be injured by it.

At this moment, it was suspended in Qingfeng's hand. With a flick of his fingers, he flicked it towards the figure.

The figure took the ball of light and exclaimed: "It's so strong."

As soon as he said these words, the figure disappeared instantly, and all illusions disappeared.

At this moment, he saw that the seven-colored light group instantly sucked in the sword spirit light group. As the light group expanded with a bang, countless sword energy shot out.

The breeze suddenly blocked Yu Zixin's back. He stretched out his hand and the Gang Qi condensed into a shield shape, blocking him in front of him.

Those sword qi hit the gang qi ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong on the Gang Qi, making a huge roaring sound.

Fortunately, the Gang Qi he had condensed at this time was as thick as a finger, and it could be said to be extremely hard. The sword Qi could not break through at all.

Instead, countless bottomless holes were shot out of the cave walls.

After a while, the group of colorful lights began to condense and became smaller and crystal clear. After reaching a certain limit, its color began to turn red, and finally turned into a red bean the size of a cinnabar mole, suspended there.

Qingfeng walked over and stretched out his finger. The cinnabar mole-like particles were suspended in his hand.

He held it in front of his eyes and looked at it. With just one brush, the cinnabar mole hit Qingfeng's eyebrows.

It was like a cinnabar mole printed there. When Qingfeng moved his mind, the cinnabar mole melted and turned into countless rune images that flew into Qingfeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw Qingfeng closing his eyes and feeling it, and saw that the countless patterns finally merged into a sword technique, which was called Yi Jian Fei Tian.

Qingfeng opened her eyes again, with an extremely stunning look in her eyes.

He opened his mouth and said to Yu Zixin: "This sword technique is extraordinary. The color of the world changes as soon as the sword energy comes out."

"It's so powerful. Qingfeng really didn't expect that you were so lucky that you were able to obtain such a powerful sword technique."

Qingfeng nodded slightly and said: "It's a pity that this sword technique is sealed. Only the person who holds this bead can learn this technique, and it cannot be taught to others. Unless the person dies, the sword technique will automatically break away and stay below." A practitioner.

The person who left this sword technique is probably an extraordinary person, who could come up with such a mysterious method. "

Hearing this, Yu Zi's beautiful eyes wandered and she said: "Qingfeng, the opportunity is like this, so don't think too much about it, but I will report this matter to my grandfather."

Qingfeng nodded, and the two walked out of the cave. It was already dawn.

Qingfeng lamented that time passed too fast. He held Yu Zixin's hand and said, "Sister, I heard that the flowers on Yushan Mountain are blooming beautifully now. Why don't we go and watch them."

Yu Zixin looked at him and nodded: "Okay, I also heard that there is a place called Tongquetai Bridge and Flowing Water. I have always heard of its name, but I have never had time to see it." M.

Speaking of this, Qingfeng thought again: "There are also thousands of mountains of Buddha light, which are equally gorgeous. The sunrise is about to happen and we still have time."

"But Qianshan is too far away, how can we catch up."

Unexpectedly, Qingfeng picked her up and then stretched out two thunder wings behind her, which were dozens of feet long as far as the eye could see.

"Sister, you're here in time."

As he spoke, Qingfeng did not hesitate to spend countless mana. With a thought, his thunder wings spread out, and in an instant, he was a hundred miles away.

Yu Zixin only felt a flash before her eyes, and in a blink of an eye, she left Taiyi Sect. The two flew high in the sky, looking at the last stars in the sky.

At that moment, Yu Zixin smiled, and her smile was extremely brilliant.

Good times are always extremely short. In the past few days, Qingfeng took her to countless places of interest and beautiful scenery.

He also personally roasted white dragon fish and star fish for her.

The two had a lot of fun, but no matter how beautiful things are, they will be stolen by time.

Seven days later, the two returned to Taiyi Sect, and at this moment, the large army of the Demon Cult finally arrived late.

Qingfeng put away his playful heart and launched a fierce counterattack against the monster camp at the foot of the mountain with Fuyao Patriarch.

This battle lasted for seven days and seven nights, and after paying a lot of losses.

The three demon kings were seriously injured, and the clone of the Great Ghost King was subdued by Qingfeng. The Heavenly Official asked Qingfeng to refine it into a pill, and Qingfeng threw it directly into the Leishi room to refine it. The demons and ghosts were killed and injured.

Qingfeng also suffered heavy casualties, but it was all worth it. The demons were completely driven away. He thought that at least for this period of time, Taiyi Sect was safe.

Qingfeng still had many important things to deal with, and he couldn't stay here forever. As the saying goes, there is no banquet that will never end, and he will leave eventually.