The disciples who were trying to search for the crypt finally broke out. They were not cultivating every day in Mount Fuxi, where their spiritual energy was depleted. In addition, the medicine pills that the inferior disciples have reserved are very few, and they can't last for long.

Some people sneak out and want to go to other places to absorb the spiritual energy, but within a hundred miles of Fuxi Mountain, the spiritual energy has begun to dry up, more and more lives are withering, the river becomes turbid, and eating becomes a problem.

They are only the bottom-level disciples of Xianzong Baimen, and no one worries about whether they are dead or alive. As long as they can't find the treasure, there is no way to leave.

The grievances and anger in their hearts intensified into surging murderous aura and hatred, and they began to fight for their lives and their own sad fate.

When Wan Zongfang got the news, he immediately entered the crypt. Unfortunately, there were angry screams and screams everywhere in the crypt passage at this time.

As soon as he arrived at the first crypt, he was shocked by the blood in front of him and retreated again and again. The corpses lying on the ground looked like absurd paintings, mocking the power of the sect.

Wan Zongfang's fingers trembled, and the spiritual power in his dantian was running automatically, but his heart couldn't feel the temperature.

"Master, they are all crazy, our people are scattered now, but we can't stop it."

Lei Chao, the deputy head of the Tianqingzong Foreign Affairs Hall, clutched his left arm and leaned against the entrance with his lips white. , He only had one medicinal pill to heal his wounds, and now he was reluctant to use it, so he had to stand firm.

Wan Zongfang clenched his fists, calmed down, took out the most common hemostasis pill and gave it to Lei Chao, "Call our people back, the current situation, we can't take it anymore, I'm going to report to the sect master. ."

"Teacher, keep it," Lei Chao didn't answer, "I'll go now, don't worry, none of our people were hurt, I've already ordered them to go ahead and let them act accordingly."

"Wait," Wan Zongfang shoved the hemostasis pill into Lei Chao's mouth, "I feel that there are inner disciples in it. If you come across it, you should find a chance to persuade it if it doesn't work. Don't force it."

"Yes."

Wan Zongfang used the fastest speed in his life to reach Qingchang Mountain. The quiet station was free of blood, no screams of killing, and no swords and swords.

He suddenly stumbled under his feet, and when he walked to the front of the big tent, he knelt down directly, unable to speak with a sore throat, so he gritted his teeth and roared with blood: "Sect Master, the melee in the crypt, the blood is flowing into rivers!"

"boom!"

The tent was knocked open by the strong air wave, and Nan Linfeng was outside the door in an instant. He stared at Wan Zongfang and shouted, "Why the melee? Why didn't you stop it?"

"It's too late, there are corpses everywhere" Wan Zongfang closed his eyes, his voice trembling.

"Elder Fang."

Nan Linfeng went away like a gust of wind, and the voice was quietly in the air. Wan Zongfang gritted his teeth and stood up. He saw Elder Fang walking slowly in front of him, raised his hand, grabbed his shoulder, and chased after him.

At the entrance of the crypt, Su Chen smiled, but his smile was frighteningly cold. Nan Linfeng's fingers were like swords, only an inch away from his eyebrows, but for some reason he did not continue.

"Sect Master Nan, why did you stop? Aren't you going to kill me?"

Su Chen patted his clothes in a leisurely manner, and turned around with a bead in his fingers.

"What the **** do you know? Is it you in the underground melee?"

Nan Linfeng wanted to kill the person in front of him countless times, but his eyes couldn't help but notice the bead.

"What if it is? What if it is not?" Su Chen scoffed.

"Don't you know that provoking a sect dispute is to be burned by the soul!"

Nan Linfeng said sharply.

"If you want to add guilt, there is no need to worry about it, Sect Master Nan, I have a cooperative relationship with you. Everyone in Xianmen knows that if I am guilty, Tianqingzong can't escape the relationship, right?"

"Shuzi! You dare to slander Tianqingzong?!"

Nan Linfeng changed his finger to his palm and patted Su Chen on the shoulder. The surging spiritual power exploded instantly, and Su Chen's body turned over and hit the mountain wall on the side of Fuxi Mountain.

"Cough," Su Chen coughed out a mouthful of blood, wiped the corner of his mouth, stared at the blood on his fingers, and said softly, "Do you smell the smell of blood?"

Nan Linfeng's pupils shuddered, and he stared at Su Chen in surprise. After a few successes, he knew that Su Chen was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and his internal organs were torn apart. How could he stand up and speak?

Elder Fang flew here and saw the blood on the corner of Su Chen's mouth, his eyebrows brightened slightly, "Sect Master, old man go first."

"Gather the inner disciples of the various sects and let them suppress the chaos. There must be no more casualties." Nan Linfeng said solemnly.

Elder Fang hadn't spoken yet, but Su Chen sneered, "Sect Master Nan, now they are all robbing the Primordial Crystal of Life. With Primordial Crystal, at least one can break through to a small realm, and it is useless for anyone to come forward."

"Sure enough, it's you!" Nan Linfeng's eyes were sharp. When he saw the disciple who was sent to follow Su Chen, he knew that Su Chen didn't really cooperate at all, but he didn't expect that he would be so crazy.

"I grabbed a piece," Su Chen loosened his right hand forward, "Sect Master Nan, do you think I would have such a treasure?"

There is only a small piece of white spar in his palm, which radiates dazzling light in the sun, and strong life fluctuations are transmitted from the fragment.

Nan Linfeng moved his fingers slightly, looked at Elder Fang, and said, "In order to compete for the life spar, they will only learn from each other, and will never kill."

Su Chen laughed, "Sect Master Nan is really naive. After seeing the baby, who still remembers the rules of the sect, this is the crystal of life, and there are only ten years of hard work left in one piece."

"What kind of life crystal is really as evil as you said?" Elder Fang said suddenly, "You can't just take out a broken stone to fool us, right?"

"Do you want it?" Su Chen glanced at him and said directly, "I robbed it. If you want it, go grab it yourself."

He closed his eyes, looked at the mountain wall and sighed lightly, then slowly adjusted his movements and stopped moving.

Nan Linfeng pondered for a long time, seeing that Su Chen didn't seem to want to leave, so Wan Zongfang was outside, and he and Elder Fang entered the crypt.

In less than fifteen minutes, they withdrew, Elder Fang grabbed a piece of debris, his eyes flickered, "Sect Master, it is indeed a life crystal."

"Su Chen, what do you want?"

Nan Linfeng knew that Su Chen didn't leave because he still had plans, but why did he have to find the Heavenly Qing Sect?

He has always wondered, what is the relationship between Su Chen and Tianqingzong?