Chapter 65: Cultivation of Immortality and Invincibility (65)
"Don't you like to watch? I will throw you in and watch carefully!"
After saying that, Zhou Ye rushed out, aimed at the life gate of one of the sect masters, and smashed it with his fist!
When the door owner saw Zhou Ye rushing towards him, he quickly raised his hand to block him.
The two spiritual powers collided, and the sect leader was thrown away. His mouth was bleeding and his face turned pale. Zhou Ye flew away, grabbed the sect leader's collar with one hand, and easily lifted it up from the ground.
For a moment, the whole place was silent.
Zhou Ye grabbed him with one hand, so hard that the sect leader could hardly breathe!
As the sect leader, he was grabbed by the collar and struggled in vain. The man's entire face turned from white to black, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
"Leave me alone, kill her!!"
The man yelled, but as soon as he finished speaking, his neck was violently pinched by a black shadow.
"Uh-"
Zhou Ye is quick to do things, and he doesn't say any nonsense in fights.
She looked at the Medical Buddha Sect opposite with a heavy gaze.
"Put out the fire!"
This sound almost made the nearest disciple weak in fear.
Now even the sect leader is being held in his hands. If the fire is not put out, all the disciples inside will be burned alive!
The remaining sect leader clenched his fists tightly and roared through gritted teeth.
"Go, put out the fire!"
The fire had been burning for two days and two nights. Even if there was spiritual water to extinguish the fire, the fire was not completely extinguished in the end.
The main trunk of the giant tree has been completely scorched and turned red. In time, the open flames on the surface have been extinguished, but jumping sparks can still be seen among the hideous and cracked branches.
The lush canopy that once covered the sky and the sun has been completely burned away, and the slender and fragile branches are pointing bare towards the sky.
The spiritual water flooded a large area at the root of the tree, but the place where the green smoke came out was filled with a strong sense of death and desolation.
The Temple of the Sacred Tree, which was originally full of aura, now only has a burned and dying tree left.
Zhou Ye watched the scene in front of him quietly, and couldn't help but think of what the man once said. I am afraid of heat.
There was a wind blowing from the south, rolling up pieces of black dead branches, like dead black butterflies, being carried by the breeze, and finally lying powerlessly in the mud.
The man in her hands was still struggling. Zhou Ye didn't like him, so he raised his other hand and struck it down with a palm.
The man fainted and became more honest in an instant.
Throwing away the fainted person in his hands, Zhou Ye stepped into the palace.
Soon, she saw the man lying under the roots of the tree.
The complicated and tangled roots wrapped Wei Jun's entire body around me. The outside had been burnt black, but there was still a slight hint of green inside.
Wei Jun was lying inside, motionless.
Zhou Ye slowly approached and squatted down.
As soon as I stretched out my hand, the layers of entangled roots opened automatically, and slowly withered and withered little by little.
The man's silver hair fell on his face, and his white robe was stained with dust.
He was lying here quietly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was just sleeping.
Zhou Ye bent down, picked him up, turned and left.
On the other side, Yao Wuxian pursed his lips.
He watched the master walk into the palace. After a while, the master walked out with a man dressed in white in his arms.
"Master's Wife!"
Yao Wuxian stepped forward, his gaze resting on Wei Jun's bloodless face, and he quickly stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.
"The lifeline has been saved, but the spiritual roots have been destroyed, and there is still fire poison remaining in the body."
(End of chapter)