After hearing these words, the bronze giant just said one sentence:
"Tell me, where is he now?"
Elder Yuanying said: "He is in the Baizhan Sect now, Elder Taishang, what should we do now? He claims that their sect is the Taiyin Demon Sect, and there are Mahayana elders in the sect. If we resist him...
"
The bronze giant said coldly: "He dares to make trouble in my Baizhan Sect in his first stage of transformation. I don't care about his Taiyin Demon Sect. Now I just want him... to die!"
The next moment, the bronze giant had disappeared from the spot.
After several breaths, Muchen's ears heard an extremely sharp sound of sonic boom!
"He has already gone."
Muchen turned around and saw that the bronze giant had appeared outside the formation. An instant later, he could no longer see the figure of the bronze giant. He could only see a star-like light flashing in the sky not far away.
"Brother Muchen, what should we do?"
Sima Haokong did not expect to encounter such a huge change as soon as he came out, and he was at a loss for ideas.
"..."
Muchen's two eyebrows clashed together like razors, and he thought for a long time before making a decision.
"I'm going to Bai Zhan Sect! Now the sects must have received the news. The monks at the Nascent Soul Stage and above will rush to Bai Zhan Sect no matter what. I won't go back to the sect."
Muchen patted his chest, and the Hunyuanbao Umbrella in his hand immediately closed up and flew to his feet.
Sima Haokong breathed heavily, and he nodded: "Okay! I'll go too!"
The two of them each used their magical powers and flew towards the Baizhan Gate.
The two of them have been cultivating in the Beginning Land for so long, and their spiritual energy is far superior to monks of the same level. This spiritual energy is enough to support them to rush to the Baizhan Gate directly.
"Wait a minute, you two are the top ten disciples who entered the secret realm three years ago!"
The Nascent Soul Stage monk came to both of them.
"Yes, a lot of things happened in the secret realm, and now we are the only two left."
Muchen used the wording he had made up a long time ago and put all the blame on Gui Mochou. It was all a conspiracy of the Blood Demon Palace.
Nascent Soul was also shocked when he heard this: "Such a thing could happen. The Blood Demon Palace is really evil. Fortunately, they did not succeed! Otherwise, it would be chaos!"
Muchen thought in his heart that if they succeeded, it would just mean that a woman would be resurrected. However, the reputation of the Blood Demon Palace was so bad that no one would believe it.
But now that something big has happened in Nanming Prefecture, no one will care about these dead people.
The Yuanying monk said: "I advise you two to return to your sect as soon as possible and don't go into the muddy water! Otherwise, you will lose your life in vain!"
Muchen was puzzled: "What do you mean by this? This person is only in the stage of becoming a god. I don't believe that so many seniors can't deal with him."
Yuan Ying sighed and said: "You don't know, that man's magical power is very terrifying. Our Nanming Province's divine transformation stage is probably far inferior to him. The difference is like a disciple of a first-class force and a disciple of a third-class force.
The techniques, resources, techniques, and magic weapons you master are all not on the same level."
Muchen's heart sank, yes, there are Mahayana monks in the sect to give guidance, and this alone is enough to defeat all the big forces in Nanming Prefecture.
"The Supreme Elder is too impulsive, but with his strength, his life should not be harmed. Nanmingzhou is really in trouble now, and it is actually targeted by such a big force."
The Nascent Soul monk was very pessimistic, but Muchen was still unwilling to change his destination and still wanted to go to the Baizhanmen.
Seeing that the other party could not persuade him, they returned together. He originally wanted to invite Chu Jianquan to come out.
The three of them set off on their return trip together, and Yuanying quickly became impressed with these two people.
Just because the two people's escape speed was not inferior to his own, the Yuanying monk was secretly frightened, thinking that these two people must have got a great opportunity in the Emperor's Secret Realm.
Muchen was silent all the way. This incident not only disrupted Nanmingzhou's position, but also disrupted Longguo's position.
"My suggestion is... to evacuate, leave Nanmingzhou and go to the larger mainland."
"I also agree. In a year's time, I don't know how many high-level monks will come over and conquer Nanming Province. And Muchen will only be in the Nascent Soul stage at that time, so the risk factor will be greatly increased! It's too dangerous to stay.
"
"This world of cultivating immortals is so fucked up! If you say we'll fight, we'll fight. According to the novel's formula, there won't be a big boss until Muchen reaches the highest level in the Novice Village!"
The people of the Dragon Kingdom's cultivation team were all worried about Muchen.
Most people's opinion is for Muchen to evacuate and not stay in Nanmingzhou, otherwise it will be too dangerous once the Taiyin Demon Sect's army arrives.
Muchen was in a state of confusion, and his first thought was to evacuate and leave this place before the enemy's army arrived.
But he still has friends in Nanmingzhou, and these people may not necessarily follow him, leaving him to watch these people die...
Things are impermanent.
Muchen sighed, he had already made a decision in his heart.
After all, this is an unwinnable war unless something unexpected happens.
Silently all the way, the three of them finally arrived at Baizhanmen after a day and night of flying.
Muchen could hardly believe that the ruins in front of him were the Baizhan Gate. Of the magnificent floating temples in the sky, only a dilapidated War Temple was left. The other floating temples all crashed to the ground, leaving thousands of scars on the ground.
There are hundreds of holes, and even the landform has changed, with a lot of seawater pouring in along the cracks.
Dead silence, ruin, and despair constitute the scene in front of us.
Countless disciples of the war sect stood in the ruins, their eyes dull, looking at their sect silently, like statues.
And the largest floating temple, the War Temple, was also cut off in half with great magic power, and it no longer looked as majestic as before.
Muchen suppressed the negative emotions in his heart. He looked up and saw two people facing each other in the air above the Temple of War.
The size of these two people is extremely small compared to the Temple of War, but the momentum they erupt far exceeds that of the Temple of War at their feet.
Chu Jianquan, who had turned into a bronze giant, stared at the opposite side coldly, the anger in his eyes almost becoming substantial.
But the guy opposite him was lazily sitting in an exaggerated and gorgeous throne, staring at the bronze giant with a smile on his face.
"This person is an immortal cultivator from other continents! His aura is not weaker than that of the Nanming Martial Saint!"
Just looking at this guy, Muchen felt a very dangerous feeling in his heart.
This man was wearing a black robe with a red sleeved iron armor on top. His long hair was tied up with a hairpin and he was meticulously groomed.
His face was extremely cold, and there was an evil spirit between his eyebrows. Although he was handsome, people dared not look directly at him.