"Qingrong had no intention of hurting others, but she didn't want to see the elders, the same sect, and the enemy of Lin Xuan..." "I can't bear to be the same sect, and the division commander was injured..." Qingrong knelt down straight, and with a thud, the whole audience was silent.

After all, these elders and teachers all grew up watching Qingrong.

No one knows more clearly what this girl’s character looks like than the elders of Wuxiang Sect.

As one of the true disciples of Meng Liu, the contemporary sect leader of Wuxiang Sect, no one wants to believe that Qingrong would betray his master.

No one wants to believe that in just over twenty days, Qingrong was completely bewitched by a man and willingly worked for her.

However, the facts are in front of you, and Qingrong is a surefire to protect Lin Xuan.

Even if these elders know Qingrong's character, they have to think about it in the worst way.

But Qingrong's kneeling made everyone present move.

Her eyes were filled with tears, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the elders with guilt and requests from the bottom of her heart.

She asked the elders to believe that this little spirit fruit is really used to heal the wounds.

"This..." Many elders, look at me, look at you, no one can make up their minds.

Everyone is willing to believe in the character of Qingrong, but the facts are in front of you, and no matter who it is, it will be difficult.

"Oh, forgot, girl Qingrong, I believe you..." Everyone said nothing, and after a long time, everyone spoke weakly.

This person is nothing else, but the elder who was injured by Qingrong. She took a breath under the true energy of other elders.

Others didn't know, but as the elder who fought with Qingrong herself, she knew very well what Qingrong did at the last moment.

If Qingrong hadn't shown mercy, she wouldn't have vomited blood and was seriously injured.

She figured out that if the surging magic power in Qingrong's body had all exploded, she would have died long ago.

"Hiss..." The elders took a breath and looked at her unexpectedly.

The elder smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "If it weren't for the last moment of Qingrong's hand, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. If she wanted to kill me, why would she be so troublesome?"

The elder, with the help of the two elders, walked over weakly step by step.

"Elder..." Qingrong was already in tears. She looked up at the elder, her face full of guilt.

The elder also looked at Qingrong, but took a deep breath, then sighed and shook his head.

She picked up the little spirit fruit on the ground and swallowed it in one bite: "Girl Qingrong, if you can, you leave the sect, the farther you go..." "It's best to go to a place where no one can find you."

The elder left after leaving this sentence, and Qingrong also knew that it was irreversible that she had fought with the elder.

But she didn't regret it because she knew that if Lin Xuan really had a big conflict with the sect, it would be far from being able to solve such a small fight.

"Thanks."

Qingrong slowly stood up and returned to Lin Xuan.

She seemed a little depressed, her face was filled with fatigue and worry.

Her concern was that she didn't even know what the story would develop in the future.

Lin Xuan's existence is absolutely unacceptable to the Wuxiang Sect.

The Wuxiang Sect became bigger and won the Southern Continent for ten thousand years, and tried its best to suppress other monks, creating the current situation.

How could Lin Xuan break the "world" that countless predecessors have worked hard to create for thousands of years because of Lin Xuan?

"A frog at the well, when he saw the sky at the wellhead, he thought it was only so big."

Lin Xuan wrapped his arms around his chest, stood straight, looking around at all the disciples and elders of Wuxiang Sect around him, shook his head, "It seems that the mistakes made ten thousand years ago and the causes and effects that some people made ten thousand years ago will be compensated for today."

Some of the people in Lin Xuan's words refer to certainly not others, but the initiator of the invasion of the Southern Continent and the dominant family of Wuxiangzong.

The true master of Wuxiang Sect, the Lord of the Xingyue Demon Palace, the Eternal Demon Lord, Mingmiao! It is precisely because it disrupted the cultivation world of the southern continent, and the cycle of cause and effect was retribution on him, causing the arrogant Eternal Demon Lord to almost die and be imprisoned for ten thousand years.

"I came to Wuxiangzong to visit today, not to cause trouble, I just wanted to get the relics left by my old friend."

Lin Xuan said loudly, his voice was long, word by word, so that everyone present could hear clearly. No matter where he stood, "if I hand over the relics of my old friend back to me, I will leave immediately and never stop."

Lin Xuan's arrogant words immediately aroused the anger of the women of Wuxiang Sect, because everyone knew that the "relics of old friends" in Lin Xuan's mouth were the supreme treasure of Wuxiang Sect - the Wuxiang Thunder Pearl! This thing is the foundation of the founding of Wuxiang Sect by Master Xuan Shijian, how could it be handed over to an outsider out of thin air?

Not to mention whether this guy said something reliable, even if he said the truth, no one would hand over the formless thunder bead.

Because this not only represents the ultimate treasure of Wuxiang Sect, but also represents the dignity of Wuxiang Sect! If the Wuxiang Thunder Pearl is handed over to Lin Xuan, how can Wuxiang Sect have face?

"Lin Xuan, don't talk nonsense. Master Xuan Shijian is a supreme existence active ten thousand years ago. What are you? How dare you say you know Master?"

An elder rebuked, staring at Lin Xuan's pupils, and almost burst into flames.

It's no wonder that the young man who said Huang was really rude to be an elder! The rest of the people also agreed and criticized him: "A bold thief who covets the treasure of my sect and is so shameless!"

"The Wuxiang Thunder Pearl is the most treasure of my Wuxiang Sect. You dare to ask for it. Humph, I'm looking for death!"

"Dear fellow students, don't talk nonsense with this person anymore. Everyone can use their means to kill this guy quickly!"

Everyone was angry and stared at Lin Xuan tightly, and they all used their magic power, as if they would take action at any time.

Qingrong suddenly became nervous. This was the situation she least wanted to see.

She knew very well Lin Xuan's strength, although she was just at the Nascent Soul realm like her.

But even if she had the strong power in Lin Xuan's body, she could only feel a terrifying aura.

If Lin Xuan showed his all, almost no elders present would be his opponent.

Even if everyone joins forces, it is difficult to ensure that Lin Xuan has other means.

Whether Lin Xuan was injured or defeated by Wuxiang Sect, or defeated by Lin Xuan, both sides were injured, were not the result Qingrong wanted to see.

"Lin Xuan... don't..." Qingrong looked at Lin Xuan begging, but she knew that she couldn't help it.

If the Wuxiang Sect joins hands, Lin Xuan will not be able to sit still and wait for death.

The war is about to break out.

Lin Xuan looked at everyone, laughed, shook his head and said, "When did I say I knew your master?"

Everyone sneered and said, "Then you are still talking wildly, saying that the Forefa-Free Thunder Pearl is the relic of an old friend?"

"As we all know, this formless thunder bead is the supreme treasure left by the masters of my sect. You keep saying that this treasure is a relic of an old friend, doesn't it mean you know my master?"

"Hmph, I'm talking nothing now. Lies are lies after all, and they are not tenable at all!"

Everyone said and said something, as if they had found evidence of Lin Xuan's serious crime, and showed a domineering and arrogant expression on their faces.

Even Qingrong looked at Lin Xuan with some confusion. Lin Xuan denied that he knew his master. Could it be that he was really lying?

Faced with the attacks from everyone, Lin Xuan sneered coldly, shrugged and said, "Oh?

Who told you that this formless thunder bead is the girl Xuan Shijian’s thing?"

As soon as Lin Xuan spoke, the audience was furious! Master Wuxiang, the master Xuanshi Sword, who has the ability to overcome the world and is regarded as a belief by all Wuxiang Sect members, was called a girl in the mouth of this kid! This is simply... a traitor! "Don't you find it strange, "The Great Technique of Killing Immortals", "The Wuxiang Thunder Pearl, which of these two things is not a powerful treasure?

At the same time, it appeared in a person's hands, which immediately gave the person an invincible ability."

"This is like a catastrophe for the monks on the southern continent where the cultivation of the truth has not entered its heyday."

Lin Xuan's words stunned the crowd who had just become restless, and everyone looked at him unexpectedly, especially those elders who had come into contact with the secret of the sect.
Chapter completed!