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

The Demon Lord said: "I have just returned, and my lineage has a weak foundation. Although I have reached the heavens in cultivation, strength alone is not respected in this Demon Sect.

I believe that over the years, there must be strong people like me in this realm, so it is impossible for me to dominate the entire Demonic Immortal Sect.

I think you already know that for a person of my level, it is impossible for me to do it at will and I need a lot of fairy crystals to do it.

And those immortal crystals just expect the sect to pay me a drop in the bucket, and I don't like to be controlled by others.

Now you go and set up an organization called the Dark Guard in my name, let those people collect fairy crystals from all over the world for me, and also strengthen our power. "

Seeing that the Demon Lord was silent for a long time, Qingfeng thought that his cheap master was really very scheming. He was worthy of being an old guy who had lived for tens of thousands of years. This plan was really powerful.

He nodded to the Demon Lord, and did not accept the order immediately but continued to ask: "Although this matter is easy to handle, but if it is done so blatantly, I am afraid it will be blocked by the sect."

The Demon Lord shook his head slightly and said: "It doesn't matter, I will naturally talk to the sect leader about this matter, and he will not deny me this honor."

"Well, in that case, disciples will start to do it now, but this secret guard is too ugly, and it seems that we can only be in the dark. Why don't you, master, get it right and let us build a pavilion directly, called Tongtian Pavilion? , so that our hands and eyes can reach the sky in the future.”

Qingfeng looked at the Demon Lord and suggested with a smile on his lips.

The Demon Lord did not expect that Qingfeng would be even more ruthless than him. This was a direct challenge to the sect's rhythm.

But he thought for a moment and felt that this guy was right. Since he wanted to do it, why not just make it bigger.

So he nodded and said: "Okay, you go and prepare first. When I notify you, I will go and communicate with the sect leader in the next few days."

Qingfeng was extremely happy when she saw the Demon Lord agreeing.

If Tongtian Pavilion is really established, wouldn't he be able to form his own force directly and openly? In this way, he no longer has to be controlled by others in the Demon Immortal Sect.

Thinking of this, he flapped his wings behind him and walked back quickly.

Two flowers bloomed, one branch on each side. Qingfeng transformed into the Demon Immortal Sect and was currently fighting bloody battles on the battlefield of the Demon Clan.

The war between good and evil has been going on for three months without even realizing it.

The human race and the demon world suffered numerous casualties in this battle.

I don’t know how many times Qingfeng has been on the field. Jiuluo and Zhaixing have all taken turns fighting him. He has also single-handedly implicated several cultivators in the Earthly Immortal Realm. Unfortunately, the cultivators in the Earthly Immortal Realm are not So easy to kill.

Unless you are crushed by strength, if you want to run away, there is no way.

Qingfeng has never opened the Dharma Realm World, just to sublimate himself through constant battles. After all, there is no place that can hone his cultivation more than this kind of place.

And such a strong opponent is usually impossible to find.

After these days of fighting, his Overlord Body Technique has become more profound, and his understanding of this technique has also deepened.

He continued to refine this skill. Once the second level and the third level of Zhu Xian had reached the Great Perfection, he could start practicing the third level.

Just when his fight was at its most intense, a huge explosion sounded in the sky.

The peerless swordsman and Lord Demon City Qian Shang collided with each other with a violent blow. At this moment, the terrifying power that was like annihilation spread over the battlefield. ŴŴŴ.

Wave after wave of huge energy immediately knocked all the people and demons on the battlefield below back, and they all put up defense to resist, which made them feel better.

Qingfeng looked up and saw the white clothes of the peerless swordsman floating in the air, and traces of bright red blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Master Qian Shang of the Demon City covered his chest. A huge wound penetrated his chest, and blood kept dripping down. What was surprising was that no matter how he used his magic power, the wound could not be closed quickly.

There was a look of fear in his eyes as he said: "What a peerless swordsman, but do you think you can resist the tens of thousands of my demon clan with your own strength? Hahaha, it's a joke. I might as well tell you that it won't take long. I The demon army is coming, and this time your giant human city will be reduced to rubble."

Bai Muran looked at him coldly and said: "Qianye, you and I have been fighting for many years. I don't know how many times you have said these words. I will only tell you that if you want to capture this city, you must first ask the sword in my hand if you agree. "

Qianye looked at him angrily and said, "Huh, we'll see."

At this point, he was seen turning into a black light and speeding towards the Demon City.

A moment later, a golden sound came from the Demon City, which was a signal to withdraw. Countless demons began to retreat unwillingly after hearing this sound.

In this way, after three or four months of life-and-death struggle, it came to an end.

Seeing the demonic army retreating, countless cultivators cried with joy. Qingfeng looked at the retreating army, but there was still a hint of disappointment in his heart.

After these days of fighting, he felt that he had grown a lot, and his understanding of fighting had deepened a lot.

Watching many cultivators happily heading towards the giant city, some of these people looked happy, while others were filled with sadness.

How can we not make people sad when many people's friends or close disciples are killed or injured?

The bloodthirsty wings behind Qingfeng flashed, and then flew quickly to the city wall.

He looked down at the giant city and was really filled with emotion.

But before he could think about it, he saw a pillar of light rising into the sky from a hall in the city. The pillar of light was divided into black and white, entwined with each other and emitted a stream of terrifying energy.

All the people in the city looked there, wondering what was going on.

Qingfeng had doubts in his eyes, and then he thought of something, and his face showed surprise. Yes, it must be Mo Hongchen.

She got the Yin-Yang Universe Bead and started trying to fuse it. It seemed like the fusion was going to be successful.

He flapped his wings happily and flew towards the main hall.

At this moment, the light pillar exploded with a loud bang, and endless terrifying energy came overwhelmingly.

As for the main hall, it was also razed to the ground in the huge explosion.

Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat and she immediately rushed towards the center of the explosion, feeling extremely worried.

With the terrifying energy, Qingfeng arrived at the center of the explosion.

At this moment, due to the terrifying energy, this place has been blown into a large pit with a depth of more than ten feet. In the center of the pit, Mo Hongchen was lying on her back and had passed out. Blood was constantly flowing out from the corners of her mouth. She did not know whether she was injured. Multiple.

There were two fist-sized beads suspended above her head, spinning continuously.