People come and go.

Zhao Wan'er seemed to have gotten used to such days, lonely and desolate.

The first thing Lin Qingzhu did when she woke up was to go to Yuqing Palace. She did not delay for another day, but resolutely took on the heavy responsibility and went down the mountain to save the world on behalf of Zixia Peak.

At this time, in Yuqing Palace.

Bang……

A colored glaze lamp was smashed fiercely in the hall. Meng Tianzheng shouted angrily: "Damn weird scum, how dare you massacre so many of my young disciples."

"I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge for this."

Listening to the murderous roar of the head teacher on the stage, Lin Qingzhu walked into the hall with doubts.

The hall was extremely desolate, with only a few sect leaders and a few wounded disciples.

The leading disciple cried out for help, "Uncle Master, Senior Brother and Senior Brother Qi were attacked by a strange force on their way back. We, the disciples of the Butian Sect, suffered heavy casualties."

"Big Brother fought his way out of this bloody situation and asked me to come back for help. I ask Uncle Master to issue a decree and send someone to rescue us."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the leaders present stood up instantly, among whom Qi Wuhui was the most nervous.

His son is in this team, the only bloodline of the Qi family. How can he not be nervous?

When Meng Tianzheng heard these words, he became even more angry.

Among that team was his most proud disciple, the future successor of the Butian Sect.

"Brother, give the order! I will personally take action. I don't believe that these scum can cause any trouble."

Qi Wuhui pleaded for his life in a threatening manner, but Meng Tianzheng refused.

Qin Chuan’s situation is very unstable now, and he needs someone to discuss things with him, so Qi Wuhui cannot leave for the time being.

But given the current situation, if no one comes forward, Liu Qingfeng and his group will be in great danger.

However, there are very few people that the Butian Sect can use now.

Because of this, Meng Tianzheng was extremely troubled and could not come up with a result no matter how hard he thought.

At this time, a white figure slowly walked into the hall, followed by an extremely cold voice.

"Uncle Master, let me go."

He just watched Lin Qingzhu walk in with an expressionless face and murderous intent.

Hearing this voice, everyone in the hall was instantly overjoyed and looked towards the hall entrance in surprise.

When they saw that the person coming was Lin Qingzhu, they were delighted.

"Master, you finally woke up."

Qi Wuhui shouted excitedly that the best representative of the younger generation of the Butian Sect today was undoubtedly Lin Qingzhu.

Her strength was even close to that of the older generation of the Butian Sect, reaching the terrifying peak of the Great Emperor.

Meng Tianzheng was also delighted and hurried down. He looked at Lin Qingzhu with concern and found that she was in good condition.

He asked with concern: "Nephew, when did you wake up? How serious are your injuries? Are there any effects?"

Everyone saw that battle, and it was a fatal blow to Lin Qingzhu.

Meng Tianzheng was a little worried. The last battle had caused irreparable damage to her body, so he worriedly.

Lin Qingzhu shook his head and said, "I just woke up today. I am fine now and I have recovered quite well."

"Uncle Master, this is a disaster that we, the Butian Sect, cannot refuse. Let me take the place of my master."

Lin Qingzhu said this in an extremely firm tone. She knew in her heart that her master must be going there to find a way to break the calamity.

The master's wife went into seclusion because of this matter.

As their disciple, Lin Qingzhu has no choice but to do something.

She did not rest for a moment, and only thought about doing her best to help her master and his wife, the Butian Sect, and the human world.

Hearing her request, Meng Tianzheng was a little hesitant. After all... there was only such a treasure in the entire Butian Sect.

If any more accidents happened, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

With Lin Qingzhu's current talent and qualifications, if nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely achieve ascension within a hundred years at most.

By then, the Butian Sect will be able to produce another peerless immortal, which will have a crucial impact on the future of the Butian Sect.

But now, he has no one to use.

After considering it over and over again, Meng Tianzheng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you lead the team to the rescue."

"Remember, don't fight too long, just bring the people back to Qinchuan safely. Those weird scum may have some tricks waiting for us, so don't get too entangled with them."

Lin Qingzhu nodded, and without any further delay, he took some disciples of the Butian Sect and left Qinchuan.

After walking for half an hour, the group arrived at a big mountain.

That was Bailang Mountain, which was aligned with Canglong Ridge. Liu Qingfeng and the others were trapped inside.

The entire Bailang Mountain was dark and completely covered by a black fog. The scene was extremely terrifying.

"Everyone hold on. When my disciples of the Butian Sect arrive, I will let these scum see the thunderous wrath of my Butian Sect."

With a roar, Liu Qingfeng shouted murderously.

Then he slapped out with one palm, trying his best to protect all the people behind him, and with his own strength, he resisted the attacks of all the weird scum.

"Ha ha……"

"Ants, give up resistance. No one will come to save you."

An arrogant laugh came from the darkness, and a weird king walked out slowly, looking at Liu Qingfeng who was struggling below with extremely playful eyes.

He enjoyed the feeling of killing, it was a feast of revenge.

In the past, how the Butian Sect and Ye Qiu killed the strange clan, they are now repaying them a hundredfold in the same way.

"Mad! Fight with them."

Looking at their smug faces, Qi Hao dragged his heavy body and stood up again, ready to fight them to the death.

He had been seriously injured in the previous battle, and was now struggling to keep his body from falling.

How can we talk about fighting again!

Liu Qingfeng knew very well that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to him. Among the many disciples present, he was the only one who was at the King Level, and now most of his spiritual power had been consumed.

How could they possibly be a match for the strange king on the opposite side? If they continue like this, they will surely be wiped out.

According to their original plan, it was impossible for this group of weird scum to surround them here.

It was because of these innocent people behind them that slowed down the team's progress and they fell into their pursuit and blockade.

"Huh...are we really going to die here?"

Liu Qingfeng felt helpless. He had tried his best just now, but he could only send a few disciples back to the mountain to seek help.

But no one knows whether they can really leave safely and return to the Butian Sect.

"Come on, little ones. Let's enjoy this feast of slaughter."

At the command of the King of Weirdness, countless strange creatures rushed out, ready to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Liu Qingfeng was just about to gather his strength for another battle, when... a ray of light flashed out from the darkness.

In a flash, a magic sword appeared on the battlefield.

"You weird scumbags, go to hell!"

With a cold snort, in an instant... the power of the emperor was revealed, and the terrifying momentum crushed him.

At this moment, the whole place was in chaos. Everyone was looking at the graceful figure in the sky. All the trapped disciples of the Butian Sect were ecstatic and felt as if they were reborn after a calamity.