The apprentice is returned ten thousand times, and the teacher never hides his secrets

Chapter 379 Lin Qingzhu Down the Mountain

People come and people go.

Zhao Wan'er seems to have gotten used to such days, lonely, lonely.

The first thing Lin Qingzhu did after waking up was to go to Yuqing Palace. She didn't delay another day, but resolutely took up the important task and went down to help the world instead of Zixia Peak.

At this time, in the Yuqing Palace.

boom……

A glazed cup was ruthlessly smashed into the main hall, and Meng Tianzheng shouted angrily: "Damn weird scum, how dare you slaughter so many of my young disciples."

"If you don't avenge this revenge, you swear not to be a human being."

Hearing the murderous roar of the head teacher on the stage, Lin Qingzhu walked into the hall full of doubts.

In the main hall, it was very desolate, with only a few heads and a few disciples with scars.

One of the leading disciples cried for help, "Master, Senior Brother and Senior Brother Qi encountered a wave of strange attacks on their way back. I am a disciple of the Butian Sect and suffered heavy casualties."

"Eldest senior brother desperately fought a bloody road, let the disciple come back to ask for help, and ask the master to issue a decree and send people to rescue."

As soon as these words came out, all the leaders present stood up instantly, and Qi Wuhui was the most nervous among them.

His son is in this team, the only blood of Lao Qi's family, can he not be nervous.

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

In that team, there is his only proud disciple, the future successor of Butian Sect.

"Senior brother, give the order! I'll do it myself. I don't believe that this group of scumbags can turn the world upside down."

Qi Wuhui begged aggressively, but Meng Tianzheng refused.

Now Qin Chuan's situation is also very unstable, he also needs people around him to discuss with him, Qi Wuhui cannot leave for the time being.

But in the current situation, if there is no one, Liu Qingfeng and his party may be in danger.

But nowadays, there are very few people who can use Butian Sect.

Because of this, Meng Tianzheng was in a terrible headache, and he couldn't come up with a result after thinking hard.

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

"Uncle, let me go."

He just watched Lin Qingzhu walk in with a deadpan expression on his face.

Hearing this voice, all the people in the hall were overjoyed instantly, and looked at the entrance of the hall in surprise.

When they saw that it was Lin Qingzhu who came, they were overjoyed.

"Nephew, you finally woke up."

Qi Wuhui shouted even more excitedly, Lin Qingzhu is undoubtedly the best representative of the younger generation of Butian Sect today.

Her strength is even closer to that of the older generation of Butianjiao, and she has reached the terrifying peak of the Great Emperor.

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

Concerned: "Martial nephew, when did you wake up? How is the injury, and what effect will it have?"

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

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

Lin Qingzhu shook his head and said, "I just woke up today, and my body is fine, and I'm recovering pretty well."

"Uncle, this catastrophe, I am bound by the teachings of mending the sky, so let me go through it for my master."

Lin Qingzhu said in an extremely firm tone, she knew in her heart that Master must have gone here to find a way to break the catastrophe.

And the master's retreat is also because of this.

As their disciple, Lin Qingzhu was obliged to do something.

She didn't take a break for a moment, she just thought about doing her best to respect Master, to make up the sky, and to do her best for the world.

Hearing her pleading, Meng Tianzheng hesitated a little, after all... the entire Butian Sect, there is only such a treasure.

If there is another accident, he can't bear it.

With Lin Qingzhu's current talent and aptitude, if nothing happens, she will definitely be promoted within a hundred years at most.

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

But now, he is also no one available.

After deliberating over and over in his heart, Meng Tianzheng still gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will lead the team to the rescue."

"Remember, don't love to fight, just bring people back to Qinchuan safely, those weird scum, maybe there are some tricks waiting for us, don't get too entangled with them."

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

After walking quickly for half an hour, a group of people came to a big mountain.

That was White Wolf Mountain, which was on the same level as Canglong Ridge, where Liu Qingfeng and the others were besieged.

The entire White Wolf Mountain was completely covered in a cloud of black mist, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

"Hold on, everyone. When my disciples of the Butian Sect are killed, I must show this group of scumbags the thunderous wrath of my Butian Sect."

With a roar, Liu Qingfeng shouted murderously.

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

"Ha ha……"

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

There was a wild laughter in the darkness, and a strange king walked out slowly, and stared at Liu Qingfeng who was struggling to support below with his extremely playful eyes.

He enjoyed the feeling of this kind of killing very much, it was a killing feast of vengeance.

Back then, how the Butian Sect and Ye Qiu killed the Weird Clan, and now they will pay back a hundred times in what way.

"Made! Fight with them."

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

In the previous battle, he had been seriously injured, and it was very difficult for him to maintain his body so as not to fall down.

Why talk about fighting again!

Liu Qingfeng is well aware that the current situation is very unfavorable to him. Among the many disciples present, he is the only one who is a strong man at the king level, and now he has consumed most of his spiritual power.

How could it be the opponent of the strange king on the opposite side? If this continues, they will definitely be wiped out.

Originally, according to their predetermined plan, it was impossible for this group of weird scum to contain them here.

It was just because the innocent people behind them slowed down the speed of the team, and they happened to fall into their siege and interception.

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

Liu Qingfeng was helpless in his heart. He tried his best just now, but he only sent a few disciples back to the mountain to ask for help.

But I don't know if they can really leave safely and return to Butian Sect.

"Little ones, give it to me, and enjoy this massacre feast."

Hearing the order of the strange king, countless strange creatures rushed out, ready to kill them all.

Liu Qingfeng was about to recharge his energy for another fight, when...a ray of light flickered from the darkness.

In a flash, a fairy sword entered the battlefield.

"Weird scum, go to hell!"

With a cold snort, in an instant... the majesty of the great emperor was revealed, and a terrifying aura crushed him.

At this moment, the whole audience was in chaos, only looking at that magnificent figure in the sky, all the disciples of Butian Sect who were besieged felt ecstatic in their hearts, feeling like they were reborn after a catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)