Immediately, Master Yunwu became extremely anxious and quickly caught up with Uncle Xuantian in front of him.
"Shibu, could it be that the one from Zhiyan Pavilion is...?"
The Yunwu Sect Master paused for a moment. Even though he had a guess in his heart, he didn't have the courage to say it out loud.
My heart was shocked, the person from Ruruo Zhiyan Pavilion was the person they had been looking for... The young disciple just reported that the person was in danger...
Is this, is it true that God is going to destroy their Yunwu clan?
The Yunwu Sect Master took a few steps back.
"Sect Master, don't be impatient. Let's see what happens first."
Saying that, Xuan Tian continued to rush to Zhiyan Pavilion without looking back.
At this time, the Zhiyan Pavilion on Yunwu Island was brightly lit, and several maids, Xiaoman and Daman, knelt on the ground in fear.
In the cabinet, on an elegant large rue wood bed, a soft, graceful, charming and delicate woman was lying on it.
Judging from his silky breath and pale face with a slight bluish tint, one could tell that he had been poisoned for a long time, and that the poison had penetrated deeply into his lungs. In fact, he was in a state of no return.
As soon as they saw Xuantian and Yunwu Sect Leader rushing over anxiously, Xiaoman and Daman trembled all over and made various gestures to the two of them, saying "Eh-huh...ahhh...".
But Xuantian, the nephews of Yunwu Sect Master, how could they care about Xiaoman, Daman and the others.
He took a few steps past several people who were kneeling on the ground in panic.
Xuantian came to the cabinet first, and without caring about anything else, he took the lead in using his skills on the bed. He tapped the master's body several times and sealed several major meridians in Ziqing's body.
The Yunwu Sect Master, who had been restless and anxious for a long time, saw Xuan Tian stop his movements, and quickly moved forward, raising his hands to help the dying Zi Qing lying on the bed, using almost all the energy in his body
, slapped Zi Qing on the back with a palm, forcing a steady stream of internal energy into Zi Qing's body.
Time, minute by minute, and second by second continued to fly by, the Yunwu Sect Master continued to exert his internal energy, and large beads of sweat on his forehead also continued to pour out.
But when they saw that the person on the bed showed no signs of getting better, his face became even paler, and everyone could faintly see that a layer of black energy was rising from Zi Qing's face.
This this...
The people of the Yunwu clan present were all discerning, and they knew at a glance that Ziqing was already in a dangerous state of poison, and even the Great Luo Immortal could not save her.
"Sect Master, stop! She has..."
There is nothing more sad than heartbreak. Xuan Tian, who has always had a strong will, suddenly became unsteady and fell directly beside Zi Qing's bed.
Could it be that God is really going to destroy the Yunwu Clan?
"ah..."
The leader of the Yunwu Sect lost his mind and shouted loudly, and the black shadow flashed, and he disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of "boom boom boom... boom boom boom..." as the countless woods and mountains were instantly destroyed came from outside.
Everyone immediately held on to each other and managed to keep their center of gravity so as not to fall to the ground.
When the disciples who had just come to their senses were still wondering why their sect leader had done such an extreme thing for this girl, a sudden internal force that they could not bear invaded and their bodies shook violently.
Everyone forced themselves to open their eyes, only to see their Uncle Xuantian running his internal energy crazily: "Hahahahaha..." and laughed crazily.