Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"How could this happen...how could it become like this..." He murmured in disbelief.

Qingmengsong raised his chin slightly, and Lanhua pointed in the direction of Feng Lishang with a look of disdain, "Even if you drain the spiritual energy of this mountain and increase your demonic energy, your demonic power will still not be able to penetrate mine." Eye, no matter how talented you are, you are just a little monster!"

This is not because she is arrogant, this is the bloodline crushing from the ancient gods, which Feng Lishang cannot compete with.

"You can just talk nonsense!"

She didn't expect that this spiritual mountain had so much spiritual energy. Her cultivation level had increased a lot at this time. Looking at this fat guy now, Feng Lishang thought he was bluffing.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, "I can't just absorb spiritual energy! I have great abilities!"

Feng Lishang flew up confidently, his clothes were fluttering, his toes were tapping, and he landed on a blackened withered tree. Then he made a hand seal with his hands, and the demonic energy in his body circulated, "The waves are rolling into the sky - the sea of ​​suffering has no limit!"

As her voice fell, the terrain began to change instantly. Violent earthquakes began under everyone's feet. Birds and animals panicked and fled for their lives!

"Brother!"

Qingfeng saw that Qingmeng Song had already flown high into the sky. He had nothing to do with anything. He quickly teleported to Qingyan's side and picked him up. Not daring to delay, he immediately ran away. The wind teleports far away!

He saw that the ground was rapidly cracking where he stepped. The black abyss was like the roar of a demon. The gap between the earth was getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of spreading was getting faster and faster. The mountain was divided into two, and the entire mountain was broken from the middle. , the ground roared, and cracks came all the way towards the direction where he was running and teleporting!

Because the sun was covered, the field of vision was still pitch black. The black seawater roared and grew wildly, and soon the mountain was submerged. The people who were standing on the mountainside fighting just now were now floating in the sky.

After the landslide and tsunami, only the Sangyin Temple's practice ashram was exposed on the vast sea, like a small boat, alone and helpless in the storm.

Qingfeng looked at the vast ocean in front of him and felt frightened in his heart. This Feng Lishang was a lunatic!

Looking at the black sea in front of him, Master Qingyan's heart sank. Too depressed to breathe.

His Sanskrit Palace, and his children...

His eyes couldn't help but turn red.

At this time, Feng Lishang felt very accomplished when looking at her masterpiece. She stretched out one arm freely, closed her eyes, and breathed in the salty sea breeze that came towards her.

"Hahaha... this world will belong to us demons sooner or later..."

The stiff body of Qing Mengsong, who was flying high, suddenly stretched out his fleshy fingers. He couldn't help but dig his ears to dig out the magic sound he heard, and looked at the proud woman with disdain.

"It's just a change of battlefield, what's the point of being proud of?" Qing Mengsong read a few words in obscure language, then raised his head, opened his mouth and howled loudly.

Yes, that's howling.

He screamed for two minutes at a stretch.

Her actions made both Qingyan and Qingfeng look confused.

Are you angry because you can't beat him? Vent?

Feng Lishang glared at Qing Mengsong with disgust, "This damn fat guy screams so unpleasantly! It's really embarrassing!"

However, his howling still didn't stop, and Feng Lishang lost his composure amidst his howling.