405 Lin Qingzhu Leaves the Mountain

People came and went.

Zhao Wan'er seemed to be used to such days. She was lonely.

The first thing Lin Qingzhu did when she woke up was to go to the Jade Pure Hall. She did not delay for another day. Instead, she resolutely took on the heavy responsibility to help the world on behalf of the Violet Cloud Peak.

At this moment, in the Jade Pure Hall.

Bang…

A glass lamp was ruthlessly smashed into the hall. Meng Tianzheng shouted with incomparable anger, "Damn strange dregs, you actually dare to kill so many of my young disciples. If I don't take revenge, I won't be human."

Hearing the murderous roar of the Sect Master on the stage, Lin Qingzhu walked into the hall with doubts.

The hall was very desolate. There were only a few peak masters and a few injured disciples.

The leading disciple cried for help, "Martial Uncle, Eldest Senior Brother and Senior Brother Qi suffered a strange attack on the way back. My Heaven Mending Sect's disciples suffered heavy casualties.

"Eldest Senior Brother risked his life to carve out a path and asked me to come back for help. Martial Uncle, please send a decree and send someone to rescue him."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the masters present instantly stood up. Among them, Qi Wuhui was the most nervous. His son was the only descendant of the Qi family in this team. How could he not be nervous?

When Meng Tianzheng heard this, he became even angrier. His proud disciple, the future successor of the Heaven Mending Sect, is in that team.

"Senior Brother, give the order! I'll do it myself. I don't believe that these dregs can overturn the sky."

Qi Wuhui aggressively requested for permission, but Meng Tianzheng refused.

Qin Chuan's situation was extremely unstable now. He needed someone to discuss with him, so Qi Wuhui couldn't leave for the time being. However, in the current situation, if no one appeared, Liu Qingfeng and the others would probably die.

And there were very few people in the Heaven Mending Sect who could use it.

For this, Meng Tianzheng had an incomparable headache. He thought hard but could not think of a conclusion.

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

"Martial Uncle, let me go."

Lin Qingzhu walked in with a murderous expression.

Hearing this voice, everyone in the hall was instantly overjoyed and looked at the entrance in surprise. When they saw that it was Lin Qingzhu, they were delighted.

"Martial Niece, you're finally awake." Qi Wuhui shouted excitedly.

The best representative of the current younger generation of the Heaven Mending Sect was undoubtedly Lin Qingzhu. Her strength was close to the experts of the Heaven Mending Sect's older generation, reaching the terrifying peak of the Martial Monarch realm.

Meng Tianzheng was also delighted. He hurriedly walked down and looked at Lin Qingzhu with concern. He realized that she was in a good state. He asked with concern, "Martial Niece, when did you wake up? How are your injuries? Are there any aftereffects?"

Everyone had seen that battle back then. It was a fatal blow to Lin Qingzhu.

Meng Tianzheng was a little worried that the previous battle had caused irreparable damage to her body.

Lin Qingzhu shook her head and said, "I just woke up today and my body is fine. I'm recovering quite well. Martial Uncle, my Heaven Mending Sect can't refuse this calamity. Let me help on behalf of my master."

Lin Qingzhu said with an incomparably firm tone. She knew in her heart that her master must be going to find a way to break through the calamity. And her mistress was in seclusion because of this.

As their disciple, Lin Qingzhu should do something. She did not rest for a moment. She only wanted to do her best for her master, her mistress, the Heaven Mending Sect, and the mortal world.

Meng Tianzheng hesitated when he heard her request. After all, there was only one treasure in the entire Heaven Mending Sect.

He could not bear to see another accident happen.

With Lin Qingzhu's current talent, she would definitely ascend in a hundred years at most. At that time, the Heaven Mending Sect would be able to produce another peerless immortal. This was extremely important to the future of the Heaven Mending Sect.

But now, he had no one to use.

After thinking about it again and again, Meng Tianzheng gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, you'll lead the team to rescue them.

"Remember, don't fight to the death. Just bring them back to Qin Chuan safely. Those strange dregs might still have some tricks up their sleeves. Don't get too involved with them."

Lin Qingzhu nodded and did not delay any further. She brought a portion of the Heaven Mending Sect's disciples out of Qin Chuan.

After traveling for an hour, the group arrived at a huge mountain.

That was the White Wolf Mountain, which was side by side with the Azure Dragon Ridge. Liu Qingfeng and the others were surrounded inside.

The entire White Wolf Mountain was completely covered in black fog. The scene was extremely terrifying.

"Everyone, hold on. When my Heaven Mending Sect's disciples arrive, I will definitely let these dregs see the wrath of my Heaven Mending Sect." Liu Qingfeng shouted murderously with a roar.

Then, he slapped out with his palm and used all his strength to protect all the commoners behind him. He blocked the attacks of all the strange dregs by himself.

"Haha! Ants, give up resisting. No one will save you."

An arrogant laugh came from the darkness. A King of Strangeness slowly walked out and stared at Liu Qingfeng, who was struggling below with an extremely playful gaze.

He enjoyed the killing. It was a feast for revenge. Back then, the Heaven Mending Sect and Ye Qiu killed the Strange Clan. Now, they would return it a hundredfold.

"Damn it! Let's fight it out with them."

Looking at their smug faces, Qi Hao dragged his heavy body and stood up again, preparing to fight to the death. In the previous battle, he was already seriously injured. At this moment, he was struggling to maintain his body and not fall.

How could they fight again?

Liu Qingfeng knew that the current situation was very disadvantageous to him. Among the many disciples present, he was the only King-Ranked expert, and he had consumed more than half of his spiritual energy.

How could they be a match for the King of Strangeness? If this continued, they would definitely be wiped out.

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

It was because the innocent commoners behind them were slowing down the team's speed and they happened to fall into their encirclement.

"Are we really going to die here?"

Liu Qingfeng felt helpless. He had tried his best just now, but he had only sent a few disciples back to the mountain to ask for help. However, he did not know if they could really leave safely and return to the Heaven Mending Sect.

"Little ones, attack. Enjoy this massacre."

With a command from the King of Strangeness, countless strange creatures charged out, preparing to capture them all.

Liu Qingfeng was about to gather his strength for another battle when… a light flickered from the darkness.

In a flash, an immortal sword charged into the battlefield.

"Strange dregs, go to hell!"

With a cold snort, the power of a Martial Monarch instantly appeared, and a terrifying aura crushed over.

At this moment, the entire place was in chaos. All the Heaven Mending Sect disciples who were surrounded were overjoyed as they looked at the peerless figure in the sky. They felt like they had been reborn after a calamity.