A loud noise was heard from the temple where the Burning Holy Land was located.

There was a furious looking Vajra image that held up the sky and pointed at the teleportation gate surrounding the secret realm.

As a ray of golden light fell, the figure of Li Qingran holding the demon cultivator girl could no longer be hidden and was completely exposed to the eyes of the surrounding cultivators.

The golden light was like a cage, completely confining Li Qingran in place, unable to move.

"Jian Pavilion is protecting the demon cultivator? How is that possible?"

"Yes, although Jian Ge's behavior is strange, it is not to the extent of protecting the evil cultivators, right?"

"Look, the girl that the female swordsman is holding has a demonic aura and a demonic sword hanging from her waist!"

"That's... the Demonic Sword Soul Origin! Do you remember the great battle three years ago? I thought the Soul Origin had been destroyed, but I never thought it had been obtained by me!"

A group of monks pointed and talked about the girl who was surrounded by Buddha's light.

At this moment, more and more disciples of the sect were sent out from the secret realm. The corpses were getting more and more, but they still dyed the surrounding dojo blood red.

A female cultivator from the Spirit Beast Sect was kneeling in a pool of blood, with the young man in a blood-soaked green shirt resting his head on her lap. He was actually a corpse. Her trembling fingers gently stroked the dense wounds on the young man's chest, and purple-black demonic energy was seeping out from between his rolled skin and flesh.

"These, these wounds are all knife wounds!"

The female cultivator glared at Li Qingran with red eyes, gritting her teeth, "My senior brother must have been killed by the evil cultivator, it must be... it must be the one you are holding!"

The demonic energy on the Demonic Sword Soul Abyss is too dense.

Normally, Mo Shumei can use the Great Compassion to conceal her evil spirit.

As she fell into a coma and was stimulated by the pure Buddha's light, the devil's knife had gathered so much evil spirit and devil energy that it was about to compete with the Buddha's light.

"It's like this, it was a trap set by the Burning Purity Holy Land and the Yaochi Holy Land! They led the monks into the ruins of the great sect, actually in order to kill all of them!"

Li Qingran hurriedly explained, but such words only caused a sneer from the elder of Fenjing Holy Land.

"You are lying! If our Holy Land really has such evil intentions, then you can tell me why our Holy Land would do this."

"Competing for resources with ordinary sect monks?"

"My three holy places are resources. Do we need the monks from other sects to snatch them away?"

Li Qingran looked at the image of Naarhat and felt that it was 80% similar to Huikong who died in the secret realm.

Moreover, she had been extremely careful when she led the demon cultivator girl out of the secret realm, and the girl did not reveal any trace of demonic energy.

She avoided the crowd, being extremely cautious, but the elder of the Fenjing Holy Land still found them in the first place, and directly used the Buddha's light to draw out the evil spirit from the girl, as if he already knew everything that happened in the secret realm and knew that the girl was a demon cultivator!

"What Fen Jing said really makes sense. How could the Holy Land do such a thing?"

"You are really crazy. If you want to frame someone, you should be more realistic."

"Since their establishment, the three holy places have always been the treasure lands that all monks yearn for. Is it because the three holy places have inexhaustible resources?"

"Alas, these two girls are stunningly beautiful, but it's a pity that they don't follow the right path..."

I didn't believe what Li Qingran said.

Everyone thought what Li Qingran said was ridiculous.

Would a holy land persecute a sect's disciples? It's like an elephant persecuting an ant. Is that necessary?

"I'm telling the truth! I saved her because she saved my life from the hands of Huikong Shang. The Fenjing Yaochi Holy Land is the executioner who slaughtered the monks!"

Li Qingran's thin figure stood in the dazzling Buddha light.

Countless looks of disgust and hatred were imprinted behind him like red-hot irons.

I don’t know who shouted “Kill the witch” first, but gradually these four words have echoed as one, one after another.

Her knuckles turned pale as she gripped the hilt of the sword.

The wind lifted her sleeves, revealing three burn marks on her wrists - the wounds left from the battle with Huikong 놌 Shang.

"Why are you just 놊信?"

"Everything I said is true..."

The Fenjing Holy Land's dojo loomed over the small secret realm like a dark cloud, and the shadow of the bloodstained demon-binding chain dyed half of the cliff black. Fenxin clasped his hands together, sneered, and slapped a Buddhist seal at Li Qingran: "You are protecting the demon cultivators and treating yourself as a demon cultivator! You even want to make excuses and frame him? It's really ridiculous! Just look, who among the many cultivators here will believe you?"

"I believe it."

A faint voice was heard.

But the surrounding noise suddenly became silent.

A terrifying pressure from the realm made everyone shut up.

Li Qingran's eyelashes trembled as he saw silver-white sword energy descending from the sky - the Buddha's Light Cage could be crushed by the sword energy surrounding his body just by moving.

The dark robe swept across her pale fingertips, and the figure stood in front of her with his hands behind his back, just blocking the Buddhist seal that Fenxin was shooting at her.

Huh——!

A flash of sword light passed by.

The Buddha's seal exploded into a sky full of sparks.

Chen Huaian stared at the Arhat statue with his eyes slightly narrowed.

When you reach the Cave Void Realm, you no longer need to draw your sword. Even a glance or a tiny movement can turn into sword energy to kill.

"Master..."

Li Qingran's trembling voice came from behind.

"Master, what I said is true..."

"No need to say more." Chen Huai'an tilted his head slightly and smiled: "How can I know the character of my disciple?"

"Even if the world is wrong, my disciple may also be wrong!"

Li Qingran was stunned, the tassel of her master's sword swaying in the wind reflected in her eyes, suddenly blurring into a red cloud in her vision.

The shouting that was still echoing in my ears suddenly became very far away...

Between heaven and earth, she only sees what is in front of her, and hears what is said by her.

When she was framed, abandoned, and hated by everyone in Qingyun Sect, she hoped that someone would stand up and tell her anything, as long as they believed her. Now facing an even more serious situation, she could not produce any evidence to prove that Fenjing Holy Land had ulterior motives, and she was powerless to resist the public opinion of the monks from the three holy lands, but someone stood up for her for a day.

It turned out that someone had lit a lamp for her in the chilly spring that would never go out.

It turned out that there really was someone who could face the tide of malice and still stand tall in front of her.

"Who are you?" Fenxin's face changed slightly when he noticed Chen Huaian's strength in the Cave Void Realm.

How come there is such a ruthless person with such a high level of cultivation outside the three holy places? Why don't I have any impression of him?

"I'm Chen Huaian." Chen Huaian stood straight, his dark robe blown by the wind, completely covering the thin figure behind him.

"She is your disciple? Then, are you an elder of Jian Ge?" Fen Xin's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the Jian Ge dojo, and snorted coldly: "Do you really want to stand up for this evil disciple who protects the demon cultivator? You have to think carefully. Once you take action, you will be the enemy of all the sects in the Cang Yun Realm and the three major holy places, and you will push Jian Ge to the forefront!"

"First," Chen Huai'an raised two fingers, "My disciple is an evil disciple who protects the demon cultivators."

"Second, I now announce my withdrawal from Jian Ge and will have nothing to do with Jian Ge in the future."

His indifferent eyes locked onto the Arhat's image, the two cold stars in his pupils condensed into sword-like edges, and a cold arc appeared at the corners of his lips.

"Now, I might kill you?!"

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