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

Some disciples who didn't know what was going on were horrified when they saw this scene. They didn't know who was practicing what kind of peerless magic skills to create such a scary scene.

The disciples within a hundred miles couldn't practice with peace of mind. After all, under the cover of this magic power, once they practiced, the inner demons would suddenly arise. How could they do it?

But the person who could practice such a magic skill must not be an ordinary disciple.

Although everyone knew the origin of those magic clouds, no one dared to go and find them.

On this day, the magic clouds finally began to change. They gathered together and began to form a huge magic shadow.

The moment the magic shadow was formed, a huge magic power came overwhelming and instantly covered the area of ​​​​ten thousand miles.

The magic shadow was so huge that it was a thousand feet high. Almost everyone in the Demon Immortal Sect could see it.

Jiuchonglou was walking when he suddenly felt the huge magic power coming. When he raised his head and looked at the magic shadow, he couldn't help but stand there.

What a big demon, the magic shadow was like a dream, and there was a huge halo behind him, reflecting him like a demon god.

Broken Sword was preparing a sword move, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance. The huge image of the demon god actually gave him a palpitating feeling. Tianlai Novel Network

"Who is it that can realize such a divine skill?" He murmured.

Ye Feiye had just finished her retreat, and when she stepped out of the door, she saw the incredible scene.

She opened her mouth in surprise and said, "The Demon Immortal Sect has never seen such a god and demon. Whose method is this, and who is practicing this skill?"

In the main hall of Piaomiao Peak, everyone who was discussing things felt something in their hearts.

At this moment, a disciple came in and reported, "Master, I don't know who is condensing the demon god's body outside, as if it were real or illusory." The voice was full of excitement.

Xinmeng Wuhen moved his body and flew out of the main hall and looked into the distance.

Just below the mountain, the image of the demon god, which was a thousand feet high, was still slowly condensing, but the demon god was like a real demon, extremely powerful, and his demon power was even more shrouded in all directions.

He was also a little surprised to see this scene. He didn't know there was such a unique skill, nor did he know what it was, what kind of skill it was, and when did the Demon Immortal Sect have such a person.

He frowned, with an incredible look on his face.

An old man with white hair and white beard beside him saw this scene and nodded slightly, saying: "Although this demon god image is not so perfect, it is not something that ordinary disciples can condense.

Wuhen, whose disciple is this boy? He will definitely be a great help to my sect in the future."

Xinmeng Wuhen heard this and his face suddenly became embarrassed and said: "Uncle, I don't know either. Anyone who can possess such a skill will definitely be on the list. Unfortunately, I have never seen such a skill. I am also very curious. When did such a genius disciple appear?"

At this point, he said to a disciple beside him: "Go and see who it is? Call him to come and see."

The disciple shouted yes, and immediately looked over to the Dharma image.

At this time, Qingfeng opened his eyes, and the finger skills on his hands kept changing, and he saw that the demon god statue suddenly stretched out his palm and hit the sky.

With a loud rumble, the clouds covering the Demon Immortal Sect in the sky were instantly hit by this palm, creating a hole with a radius of 100 miles, and a golden sun instantly shone on the entire Piaomiao Peak.

Under the shining light, the Demon Immortal Sect was extremely beautiful at this moment.

Lu Ruyan stood in the courtyard, bathing in the golden sun, and couldn't help shouting: "Who is so powerful? I don't know if Qingfeng is back. I miss him so much."

Qingfeng calmed down and began to finish his work. The huge image of the demon god also rolled and condensed and drilled into Qingfeng's body.

When he opened his eyes again, he whispered, "So that's how it is. The True Demon Sutra and Taiyi True Demon Art have a lot in common. I think it's because Taiyi True Demon Art uses a lot of magic from the Demon Sutra.

Qingfeng tried to combine these two skills this time, and felt that there was a lot of potential. Unfortunately, with his current cultivation, he couldn't fully control this skill, which was a bit of a pity.

But when he reaches the Tribulation Period, he will surely be able to enter another new realm.

And his understanding of the True Demon Sutra this time has also reached another level. The True Demon Sutra is extremely mysterious, and it is impossible to completely understand it.

Every time you read this scripture, you will understand different things as your skills improve. This is why this scripture is regarded as the holy book of the Demon Cult."

Qingfeng stood up, pushed open the door, and saw Xuannv confronting someone.

The man looked at Qingfeng and said happily, "Excuse me, Junior Brother, what is your name?"

Qingfeng said with some doubt, "I am Qingfeng, I don't know what you mean, Senior Brother."

The Senior Brother looked at him and smiled calmly, "You are now known to everyone in the sect, and you still come to ask me. Come with me quickly, the Sect Master wants to see you."

Qingfeng was stunned and didn't know why.

Seeing his appearance, the Senior Brother understood that this guy had just been practicing hard and didn't know what happened outside.

So he immediately explained to him the image of the demon god that had just happened.

Qingfeng only knew the reason after hearing it, and he couldn't help but secretly blame himself for being so careless. Now it's good, I don't know if it will cause any trouble.

Soon he followed the Senior Brother to the God and Demon Hall on Piaomiao Peak.

At this moment, the hall was full of big boss-level figures.

Xinmeng Wuhen sat on the golden chair at the end of the hall, looking majestic from afar.

Qingfeng also saw his cheap master Qiye Mojun.

The disciple stepped forward and bowed to Xinmeng Wuhen, saying, "Master, I have found the disciple just now."

Qingfeng stood behind him, a little at a loss. After all, the whole hall was full of super bosses in the sect, and the pressure was huge for a while.

Everyone's eyes were on him at this moment.

Qiye Mojun was also puzzled when he saw his disciple. He didn't teach him the mysterious and profound method, and he didn't know what kind of magic this disciple practiced.

It seems that after returning, he must have a good exchange with this disciple. Such a talent should be well cultivated.

Qiye Mojun immediately made up his mind.

Xinmeng Wuhen looked at Qingfeng and immediately said, "Not bad, not bad. It is said that heroes emerge from youth since ancient times. I see that you are not very old but have already reached the peak of Hedao. It is really amazing.

I just don't know your name, what kind of skills you practice, and who you are a disciple of?"

Hearing this series of questions, Qingfeng thought for a moment before answering, "Master, my name is Qingfeng, and my master is Qiye Demon Lord. I practice Taiyi True Demon Art."

"Qingfeng, Qiye, True Demon Art..."

Xinmeng Wuhen said softly and looked at Qiye Demon Lord.