Cao Ping was shocked and followed a few elders out of the cave, there were still forces in the Chengtian Domain that the Holy Martial Immortal Sect couldn't provoke, and it was so famous.

A few people came out of the cave and quickly left this land of right and wrong with the disciples of the Flying Star Sect.

It didn't take long for three more rays of light to fly from the sky, stopping directly above the mine.

These were three men of similar age, all in their mid-thirties, dressed in gray robes.

Glancing at the many corpses lying on the ground, the faces of the three changed drastically, and they entered the mine, scattered, and began to search the area.

Half a moment later, the three of them who had explored the cave reunited and came to the body of the middle-aged man who had been beheaded in half.

One of them was holding a corpse that had been split in half, as well as a half-broken sword.

"What the hell is going on here?" One of them frowned, his brow full of doubt.

"Qing Song is the strength of the fivefold of the Innate Realm, and the average sixfold martial artist of the Innate Realm can't help him, and the strength of the person who makes the shot cannot be underestimated."

The man holding the corpse put the corpse down, picked up the half-broken sword, and said:

"Qinghan's Bingfei Sword is a top-grade magic weapon, even if it is paired with a top-grade magic weapon, it will not become like this, the person who made the shot must have used a magic weapon, maybe it was the martial artist of the Earth Evil Realm who made a move."

"Not necessarily, if a martial artist of the Earth Hell Realm makes a move, he doesn't need to use a magic weapon at all, and he can pinch Qingsong and a few people to death with two moves at will."

Finally, the man squatted down, closed the eyes of the middle-aged man before he died, looked at the traces of horseshoe prints and footprints on the ground, and said:

"There are quite a few opponents, and judging from the depth of the footprints, they should all be wearing heavy armor, among which there should not be too many Innate Realm martial artists, otherwise there is no need to ......besiege those disciples of the Quenching Body Realm at all."

As he spoke, the man got up, came to the edge of the mine, squatted down, and said, "In addition to the group of people who killed Qingsong and the others, there should be another party here. ”

The other two followed, and after examining the large number of footprints on the edge of the mine, one of them spoke:

"Judging from the dryness of the horseshoe prints, you shouldn't have been walking for long, do you want to chase along the horseshoe prints?"

The crouching man shook his head: "No." ”

The footprints on the ground are intricate, layered, and circulating, but they are all limited to a range, obviously scruples, and do not dare to move at will.

Moreover, there is no trace of this large footprint, it is obvious that this group of people fell from the sky, including the innate realm martial artists.

Let the people and horses of the innate realm, including the martial artists of the innate realm, not dare to make the slightest move, the strength of that group of people should not be simple, the strength is unknown, and it is too unwise to rush to catch up.

After a moment's hesitation, the crouching man spoke, "You two go back with the corpse first, and I'll survey the neighborhood again." ”

When the two rays of light disappeared from the sky, the man who was left behind began to explore along the nearby mountains.

Soon, the man came to the small village at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing that the town was empty, this person was not surprised, he had already received the news about the slaughter of the village.

"To be able to do evil in a filthy world... Now the great power of wisdom... Knowing the Bittersweet Method... Vili Prajnaparami......"

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds suddenly sounded in this person's ears, and as the distance closed, it became clearer and clearer.

"It's been a long time coming... In the future, I will return to the world for thirty-three days, and I will never fall into the evil path......"

A small wooden platform has been erected in the center of the village, on which nearly 100 corpses lie neatly.

A young white-robed monk sat in front of the wooden platform, with a prayer bead in his hand twisted lightly, a faint Buddha light behind him, a word in his mouth, and a torch inserted beside him.

"Good... Wonderful..."

The white-robed little monk opened his eyes, without the slightest human emotion in his eyes, only endless great compassion, like a god and Buddha above the nine heavens, compassion swept the world.

Glanced at by the white-robed little monk, the man only felt a surge in his mind, and what he had done in the past was like a catalogue, slowly opening.

From the anxiety and fear of killing people for the first time, to the habit of killing countless people, and being insensitive.

From being forced to kill, to actively killing.

After turning over the memories one by one, a huge sense of guilt filled his whole body, and his spirit almost collapsed.

Fortunately, the white-robed little monk just glanced at him and looked away.

When he came back to his senses, the man's body was covered with cold sweat, his expression was panicked, and his face was pale, as if he was seriously ill.

"Demon Monk!"

The man let out a strange shout, turned around, forgot to summon even the magic weapon, and ran away.

The compassion in the eyes of the white-robed monk gradually dissipated, and he looked at the man's distant back, slowly recited a Buddha name, drew a torch on the side, and threw it on the wooden platform.

Tongues of fire rolled up, but there was not the slightest smoke and dust, and the silence of nearly a hundred corpses burned out, leaving not even ashes.

Eventually, the field became empty, and the wooden platform disappeared without a trace, along with the corpses.

After doing this, the white-robed little monk took out a water bladder from his bosom, opened the lid, and poured it down, and the clear and translucent wine flowed slowly.

The wine in the water bladder seemed to be endless, and there was no sign of stopping, until a small puddle appeared on the ground, and the white-robed little monk put away the water bag and turned to leave.

The pace was very slow, but in the blink of an eye, he left the village and disappeared into the mountain road, leaving only a faint voice, which gave a comment for the hurried glimpse just now.

"Blood-ridden, not reincarnated after death, forever in purgatory, burned by the red lotus karma, to cleanse away sins... Good ......"

…………

Shi Lan took Wang Ning and the rest of the demon army, almost starry night, day and night.

In the process of hurrying, Shi Lan also took everyone to change the direction several times.

It wasn't until he left the spirit crystal vein for nearly 10,000 miles and made sure that there were no pursuers that Shi Lan slowed down.

On top of those cloth bags, Shi Lan had already laid out several formations to block the aura, otherwise such a large number of spirit crystals gathered together, the thick aura was too eye-catching.

Along the way, Shi Lan didn't miss the people he met, he helped if he could, and his reputation value was regained by more than 100 points, but he only lost less than 300 points.

Regarding Shi Lan's actions, Wang Ning and others didn't know the details, they just thought that she was really just out of kindness, and their good feelings increased greatly for a while.

When they met for the first time, Wang Ning and the others saw that Shi Lan was fierce and decisive when he made a move, and he was not merciless when he was a killer, they only thought that Shi Lan was no different from those female generals in the demon suppression army, and she acted more ruthlessly than men.

But after a period of contact, Wang Ning and others found that Shi Lan's body had a little more human flavor than those of the opposite sex who had seen before, at least his heart was much softer.

The reason why they became the demon army is not great, to put it bluntly, it is still for the sake of military exploits and the slightest possibility of getting ahead.

They can't help others like Shi Lan without asking for anything in return, but that doesn't affect their liking for this kind of good person.