The two Nascent Souls of Qingteng Sect continued to rescue their disciples in the sea of ​​fire, while the Jindan elders were busy opening up ice and snow passages, and the remaining foundation-building disciples helped each other.

Mucheng's storage bags are mostly elixirs related to realm, and recovery-related healing pills are limited and they are quickly used up.

Although high-level elixirs are precious, they cannot save the lives of Qingteng Sect disciples at this special moment, so some serious injuries and dying disciples have no cure.

Changsheng could see the chaos outside the Qingteng Sect clearly with his pupil technique. He pondered for a moment, jumped out, and headed straight for the wounded members of the Qingteng Sect.

The powerful Nascent Soul will not retain many low-level recovery pills, but they are often born. In exchange for the spirit of Qingmu, this kind of favor is crucial.

Due to the chaos in the scene, there were flames rolling in the distance. No one paid attention to Changsheng's arrival. It was not until he took out the recovery pills that the disciples of Qingteng Sect discovered him, a stranger.

At the critical moment of life and death, no one minded whether he recognized him or not. More than a dozen Qingteng Sect disciples' injuries immediately stabilized after taking the pills, and they saved their lives.

He didn't even have the strength to thank him. These rescued Qingteng Sect disciples were only left to breathe heavily, and their eyes were filled with fear when they looked at Dahuo.

I'm afraid they will never forget this life, and after a natural disaster, the sect will be destroyed.

A rumbling sound came from the sea of ​​fire. The old sect leader Yu Tengfeng and Mu Cheng jointly rescued another ship of disciples. This big ship was not a magic weapon, but two powerful Nascent Souls condensed with their spiritual power. As soon as they rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, they immediately melted.

More than a hundred Qingteng Sect disciples on the ice boat were extremely frightened and could not believe that they were saved. They knelt in front of the sect leader and the great elder.

"More than 300 people, we have tried our best..." Mu Cheng sighed at the sea of ​​fire, his whole body was smoked and was seriously injured by the flames.

"Hundreds of years of foundation are destroyed... I, Qingteng Sect, died!" Yu Tengfeng stamped his feet and beat his chest, and was about to rush into the sea of ​​fire again, but was stopped by Mu Cheng.

Compared to Mucheng, who was smoking all over, Yu Tengfeng's injuries were even worse, and half of his face was burnt. If it weren't for the strong physical body in the Nascent Soul Realm, this injury would have died long ago if it were the Golden Pill.

"If you go again, you will die! We can't stand this fire!" Mu Cheng's eyes were red. He was not young anymore, but he was still shocked after experiencing this kind of disaster of extermination and was unable to stabilize his mood.

"Where did the heavenly fire come from? Why did we destroy my Qingteng Sect?" Yu Tengfeng roared wildly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, becoming listless.

Qi and blood attacked the heart, and the mind was shaken by the sudden disaster, which caused the old sect leader to be severely injured again.

"Take care, the sect leader, no one can be resurrected when he dies. At least hundreds of disciples are alive. Let's rebuild the green vine." Mu Cheng's tone was full of bitterness.

He also knows how long it takes to build a large sect, or even how many generations it takes to truly build it.

Yu Tengfeng's eyes were filled with tears and he looked at the raging fire.

Qingteng Sect is finished.

There are only a few hundred people left, and I don’t know when to reshape the glory.

The two powerful Nascent Soul men gave up saving people and took pills to recover from their injuries.

The sea of ​​fire spread a hundred miles away, burning from the ground to the ground, and the entire Qingmu Forest turned into a ruin in no time.

The sky fire could not be extinguished, and even if the trees were burned, they still continued to burn. The jumping flames formed a strange picture, and countless unjust souls were hovering in the sea of ​​fire.

Maybe the flames were too burning, and the souls hovering in the low altitude were gradually swallowed by the heat waves.

"The fire that is not extinguished, the ruins of the grassland...it is Zhang Baihai!"

Yu Tengfeng looked at Lieyan and suddenly clenched his fists. The old sect leader finally recognized the sky fire that even the Nascent Soul could burn to death, which was from the ruins of the grassland.

"The Western Saint can mobilize that strange treasure!" Mu Cheng was also surprised, with fear in his eyes.

"Zhang Baihai, you are a devil! I, Qingteng Sect, don't want to be at your mercy, you will be such a killer. I, Yu Tengfeng, and you will never die!"

Yu Tengfeng cursed and almost fainted.

The golden elixir monk from Qingteng Sect immediately stepped forward to support him, and sweared one by one to swear and swear to the West Temple until death.

The enemies of the destruction of the sect are irreconcilable.

It’s a pity that Qingteng Sect is now seriously damaged, which is equivalent to being uprooted. It’s not easy to take revenge.

Even when the Qingteng Sect was in full swing, the Western Saint was not afraid, let alone the current situation.

The disaster has occurred and cannot be changed. The powerful Nascent Soul can only watch the sect being razed to the ground, the deceased has passed away, and the injured need treatment.

After suppressing their injuries, the old sect leader and Mu Cheng began to check on their disciples. Fortunately, most of the injured saved their lives, which left the last hope for the Qingteng Sect.

In the busy crowd, Mucheng found outsiders.

"Are you... the Snake Clan's Holy Son?"

Seeing Chang Sheng using spiritual pills to save people, Mu Cheng was stunned. He just saw Chang Sheng's figure being busy saving people, but unexpectedly it was the Snake Clan's Holy Son.

Chang Sheng was also wearing a snake-skin coat. Since Mu Cheng didn't feel it carefully, he didn't say that he was real. After all, Zhan Tianjiao had once caused trouble with the Qingteng Sect, and he was not as useful as the Snake Clan's Holy Son.

"Elder Mu is mourning, I came to Qingteng Sect specifically to find the elder to exchange for a piece of materials." Chang Sheng was straightforward and expressed his intentions.

"Are those low-level spiritual pills yours?" Mu Cheng saw a low-level cultivator taking pills, and the pills were given by Changsheng before.

Chang Sheng nodded, just some low-level spiritual pills are not worth many spiritual stones.

"I'm determined, the elixir you took out is converted into a spirit stone, and I'll ask someone to pay it back twice." Mu Cheng didn't want to owe anyone a favor, he is a powerful Nascent Soul, and the human favor of Nascent Soul is a priceless treasure.

"Just treat the deposit for the transaction." Chang Sheng did not ask for the spirit stone, nor did he refuse to return it to the party.

"What do you want to change?" Seeing that the other party's attitude was good, Mu Cheng glanced at Chang Sheng a few times and asked about his purpose.

"One portion of the spirit of Qingmu is enough, I will exchange it for the thousand-sweet fruit." Chang Sheng said.

"The Spirit of Green Wood..." Mu Cheng immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard the Spirit of Green Wood, looking at the collapsed ancient tree in the center of the sea of ​​fire, and said, "If you came a long time ago, you might be able to switch to the Spirit of Green Wood. Now it's too late, the divine wood has been burned, and there will be no more Green Wood Spirit of Green Teng Sect."

"Is there no Green Wood Spirit on Elder Mu? I have a lot of Thousand Fragrances. If it is not enough, I can increase the price." Chang Sheng's heart was heavy.

If even Mu Cheng didn't have the Aoki Spirit on his body, then this trip would probably be in vain.

Mu Cheng shook his head and said, "The Green Tree Spirit is difficult to preserve. No one in our Qingteng Sect has brought the Green Tree Spirit on his body, and they are all kept in the divine wood. Now you have also seen that the Qingteng Sect has been destroyed, and even the divine wood has been turned into ashes, and all the Qingteng Spirits have been burned."

When Chang Sheng heard this, he felt desperate.

If you come early, you will be saved. Now that you are one step later, the divine tree will be destroyed, and the Qingteng Sect will no longer have the spirit of the divine tree.

"Has the old sect leader been preserved?" Chang Sheng asked unwillingly.

"There is no sect leader either. It's not that we won't change, you're late." Mu Cheng sighed deeply.

Changsheng had nothing to say, looking in the direction of Qiu Baisui and Gou Jun, his heart had already sunk to the bottom.

It seems that Gou is helpless...

"If you need the Aoki Spirit in urgent need, I will tell you a place, maybe you have a chance to get it."

Mu Cheng suddenly remembered something and pointed it out. After hearing this, Chang Sheng's eyes lit up immediately.

Hope, again.
Chapter completed!