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

Of course, those guys didn't know that Qingfeng was in the temple and was a freak-level existence. Even Bai Hu and Xuanwu, the two most powerful fighters, were afraid of Qingfeng.

Everyone saw an extraterrestrial demon being blown up by Qingfeng, and the extraterritorial demon turned into a dozen demon souls and threw themselves into Qingfeng's body.

Seeing this scene, everyone panicked, thinking that Qingfeng was still careless.

At the same time, the sense of expectation in everyone's hearts suddenly cooled down.

Qingfeng had encountered this situation countless times on the way here, so it was very simple to deal with it.

He didn't have time to kill those demon souls, but he could use the lightning cage and innate purple energy to temporarily suppress these things.

So just when everyone was extremely disappointed, the breeze moved again.

His fighting power was still extremely fierce, so he kept killing the extraterrestrial demons one after another.

When the last demon turned into a demon soul and rushed into his body.

The crazy strangulation in his body also started.

Countless demon souls were crushed into countless fragments under the attacks of thunder and lightning, innate purple energy and divine thoughts flying swords, and then became the nourishment of Qingfeng Divine Soul.

Let his soul grow a little stronger, and at this moment, the Heart Sutra of Fighting Disasters will start to operate, washing away those demonic thoughts, so that the power of the soul can completely become pure soul power.

All of this was going on like flowing clouds and flowing water, but it was completed by Qingfeng in a short period of time.

The old man on the altar saw all this.

A fierce light kept shining in his eyes.

He saw that Qingfeng's voice was still so hoarse and sounded like gold and iron rubbing against each other and said, "You... are so strong, but... you... must die."

At this time, I saw him raising a hand, and countless black soul powers and blood-red light were pulled out from the altar.

With the influx of light, his extremely thin body began to gradually become plump and strong.

And as those rays of light continued to enter his body, his face began to look plump, and soon his appearance changed from that of an old man to that of a middle-aged man.

"Wow, that's what it feels like. It feels really good. It's a pity that you ruined my plan and forced me to absorb these lights of glory in advance.

But it doesn’t matter. Once I take care of you, I can continue my power of glory. "

As he said that, he saw him yelling.

Then he stretched out one foot and stepped on the altar with a loud bang, and a huge force spread instantly.

The huge force hit those people instantly, knocking everyone out immediately.

"Hey hey hey, let you guys rest for a while, wait until I catch him and we will continue the sacrifice."

As soon as this person finished speaking, he jumped down and faced the breeze.

With a "boom" sound, he struck with a powerful and heavy punch.

I saw the light flickering on the fist, and a layer of black light was like a dragon entwining itself, carrying endless destructive power.

When Qingfeng saw this scene, of course he didn't dare to be careless.

His luck was in his fist. The body-protecting Gang Qi and the Blood Demon Armor were activated at the same time. Layers of Gang Qi condensed on his fist, and the Blood Demon Armor covered it. This made his fist instantly look several times bigger. Come.

The next moment, the two fists collided.

There was only a loud rumble, as if the sky was falling, the sound resounded throughout the entire hall.

Qingfeng's punch had a force of sixty million kilograms, but he didn't expect to be knocked away violently.

He was hit directly on the huge black door with a bang, and then slid down.

His eyes were full of incredulity, and for no other reason than that, for many years, his opponents had rarely had such powerful people.

The middle-aged man also let out a light sigh and stepped back seven or eight steps.

He looked at Qingfeng and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I really didn't expect that this little guy like you is so much stronger than I thought. You are so powerful. If I can assimilate you, maybe my strength can still be It’s impossible to know how to get to the next level.”

Qingfeng ignored his words, but his eyes flashed.

He has never been able to break through the second level of the Overlord Body Technique because this Tyrant Body Technique is very strange. Every time he breaks through a level, he has to struggle between life and death in order to understand its highest secret.

It's a pity that over the years, he has been hiding in the Demon Cult and has never dared to reveal this skill, let alone the highest secret.

And among the people he met, no one had reached such a level of cultivation that he could feel the moment of life and death.

At this moment, he was looking forward to it. This guy was very, very strong.

At this time, the two people faced each other and looked at each other.

There was a black light shining in the middle-aged man's eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty light.

He moved, coming with huge power, and crashed down towards the breeze with a crash.

At this moment, everyone was unconscious, and Qingfeng could do whatever he wanted. He pulled out his big stick and rushed forward without hesitation.

The two of them were like ancient ferocious beasts, fighting each other crazily. The demon was stronger, Qingfeng was stronger.

Boom, the two separated.

The demon grinned widely, and with a flick of his hand, countless black demonic energies turned into a big, shiny black gun and came out.

"Boy, you are very good, but it is a pity that you are still going to die."

After the demon finished speaking, he immediately rushed forward again.

The rumbling sound continued, and in a blink of an eye, Qingfeng was hit and flew out again with a bang.

He stood up and looked at the demon, his eyes full of desire for battle.

Boom, he stepped out and collided with the demon again.

Once, twice, three times, he was like an indestructible cockroach, constantly fighting with the demon.

The demon was also surprised at Qingfeng, but this made him even more angry.

With a bang, Qingfeng was hit and flew out again by the black spear.

He felt that his bones were about to break, but fortunately, he had cultivated the Tyrant Body Art to a very deep level, and his bones were as hard as gold.

Even so, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

He looked at the demon and stood up again.

But at this moment, he said, "Time is running out, so I won't accompany you to continue."

While the demon was wondering, he saw a Dharma image of forty or fifty feet high appear behind Qingfeng.

The demon couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene, saying, "You think you can beat me like this? You are just daydreaming."

As he said that, he saw his body shaking, and he actually grew to about fifty feet tall, the same height as Qingfeng's Dharma image. At this moment, an incomparable terrifying power burst out from his body, which made people tremble with fear.

Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and calculated in his heart. Looking at the opponent's situation, he was afraid that even if he activated the six gods, he would not be able to subdue him.