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

It turned out that after a period of enlightenment, Qingfeng felt that there were still many imperfections in the Blood Evil Divine Art. In his opinion, this art was not only imperfect but also a bit rough.

So he wanted to take its essence and cultivate it again to make it useful to him.

The Pluto Armor was dispensable to him now, so he decided not to condense it after melting it.

After all, his Tyrant Body Art was the most domineering defensive art. Not to mention its thick protective Qi, even with his physical body, he could completely resist the strongest attack of the magic weapon held by the Hedao period cultivator.

His physical body was now extremely strong, and ordinary magic weapons were helpless against him and could not damage his physical body at all.

However, he had not yet cultivated the indestructible body of Vajra, and had not cultivated the body of the true self. If the internal organs in his abdomen were attacked by a person with superb cultivation, they would also be injured by the huge force.

So it was still unrealistic to say that the physical body was invincible.

Looking at him again at this time, a red flying sword was condensed in front of him. This sword was three feet long, but there was no hilt. It was engraved with countless blood-colored runes, which looked extraordinary.

After he condensed a flying sword, he did not stop. He condensed one flying sword after another.

When he condensed 108 flying swords, he stopped.

He looked at the flying sword in front of him, waved his hand, and operated the supreme method.

Then he saw that the flying swords began to fly behind him one by one, and finally the 108 flying swords turned into a pair of wings.

The wings opened to a length of several feet. Then he moved his mind, and the wings detached from his back and turned into 108 flying swords floating around him.

He waved his hand, and those flying swords shot into the void like a rain of swords.

He saw that his finger gestures changed, and the 108 flying swords turned into countless flying swords that filled the entire space, as if they were endless.

A huge stream of terrifying energy emanated from the sword body, and it was impossible to tell which one was real and which one was an illusion.

Qingfeng named these swords Bloodthirsty Swords.

As his mind moved, the flying swords flew back to his back and turned into wings again.

But these wings were much cooler than the previous ones, and looked extremely cool.

Qingfeng still named these new wings Bloodthirsty Wings, but it can actually be said to be an upgraded version of Bloodthirsty Wings.

Qingfeng was of course very happy about these new Bloodthirsty Wings.

As soon as he moved his mind, the Bloodthirsty Wings disappeared.

At this time, Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction and put all his mind on the Blood Shadow Clone.

According to his understanding in the past few days, when this skill is perfected, as long as he condenses his blood essence, he can turn into a Blood Shadow Clone. The strength of these clones still depends on the amount of blood and the level of his cultivation to determine the strength of the clones.

Of course, this kind of clone will not be able to stay in the world for a long time like the external incarnation, but it can increase the time it stays in the world according to the level of cultivation.

And once the clone fights with others, it will be crazy and ferocious until it dies.

Think about it, when you fight with others, you suddenly throw out a handful of blood essence, and then transform into countless of yourself. Although your cultivation is weaker, that scene will definitely make the opponent vomit blood.

With this thought, Qingfeng didn't think much and began to practice hard.

In the Wanmu Pearl, Yun Yao and others had no choice but to practice on their own. Some people wanted to look around, but they were stopped by Yinsha.

Yinsha has been in the Wanmu Pearl for many years and has eaten the corpses of countless creatures from other worlds. Now its cultivation has skyrocketed and it has become much smarter.

Qingfeng only practiced and forgot about the few people in the Wanmu Pearl.

There is no time in practice. Qingfeng devoted himself to practice and forgot about time and space.

In the outside world, the blood river finally stopped after a few years of rioting.

The Cloud Palace finally prepared all the materials for the seal formation and resealed the place.

The whereabouts of Qingfeng and Yunyao have always been a concern for the high-level officials of the Cloud Palace. Yunyao's soul fire is strong, so they also asked about Shangqing Palace.

It has been confirmed that Chunyangzi's soul fire is also very strong, which is very strange. I don't know where the two are trapped.

Although they are puzzled, there are many dangers in the blood river, and there is no suitable disciple to go down.

Due to this incident, the competition of the Cloud Palace ended in a hurry, and the disciples of Shangqing Palace were also taken away.

Yu Zixin applied to Qixing to stay and wait for Chunyangzi to come out.

Qixing didn't want to agree, but Yu Zixin told her that she had known Qingfeng for a long time, but the two were separated for some reason. After so many years, the two were finally about to meet, and such a thing happened again. She was really worried.

Qixing didn't expect that Fairy Zixia and Junior Brother Chunyangzi had such a past, and he finally agreed. However, after Chen Nan saw this scene, that guy kept a dark face, which made everyone confused.

In the following days, Yu Zixin has been guarding the seal of the blood river, practicing here, and waiting here.

Qingfeng certainly didn't know all this, and at this moment he was still immersed in practice

Time passed slowly, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

The color of the stone tablet above Qingfeng's head has become increasingly dim, and all the blood evil power has been absorbed by Qingfeng over the years.

That day, Qingfeng opened his eyes, a blood-red light flashed in his eyes, and then he waved his hand in front of him, and suddenly more than a dozen drops of blood essence were thrown out.

Those blood essences turned into people who looked like Qingfeng in the air.

These people fell to the ground, and each of them had a huge pressure. Qingfeng looked over and found that each of these incarnations had the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.

This made him very happy. He thought that if he had a fight with someone in the future, as long as he waved his hand, there would be countless of himself rushing up, how comfortable it would be.

However, this method also has disadvantages, that is, it consumes more of his blood essence. Fortunately, if the incarnation is not dead, it can be recovered. Even so, this is a more heaven-defying method.

Qingfeng was secretly happy, and then he realized that his cultivation had increased a lot without realizing it.

He stood up and looked at the stone tablet in front of him. He saw that the light on the stone tablet faded, and there were countless cracks all over it.

He couldn't help but sigh and said, "There is no time in cultivation. I didn't expect that ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. I don't know what happened outside. It's time to go out."

Ten years may seem very long, but in fact it is just a short time for cultivators. After all, cultivators have a long life. Otherwise, Qingfeng, who is now more than 200 years old, would not have been called a teenager.

Compared to those cultivators who are thousands of years old, his age is indeed very young. Of course, this also depends on the cultivation level. Tianlai Novel Network

After all, if a cultivator is in the Jindan stage, his life span is only 500 to 1,000 years. When he reaches the Yuanying stage, his life span is 1,000 to 2,000 years. Hedao has a life span of 2,000 to 3,000 years, and Dujie has a life span of 3,000 to 5,000 years. The earthly immortal realm can reach 5,000 to 10,000 years.

These are all determined according to the cultivation level and the practice.