And at the same time.

After Elder Xue realized that there was something wrong with the sect's protective formation, the gentle expression on his face disappeared, and he immediately burst into a barrage of curses, "Who did this? Who the hell did this?"

It was true that he had withdrawn the sect's formation once before, but it only took a moment before it was raised again. This time, it was obvious that someone else was causing trouble.

Problems with the sect protection formation were no small matter. He immediately turned around and went back to check the situation. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his back teeth were clenched tightly.

Damn it, he better not catch who's behind this.

Do you know that if something goes wrong with the formation, many people may die?

"..."

Mu Qingzhou and several people from the Spirit Clan were a step slower. They were accompanied by some inner disciples who had been knocked unconscious. Now they were following the other party obediently.

No matter what, it is safer to follow the elders of Taiyi Sect than for a few outsiders like them to wander around.

But... this elder seems to be a little irritable.

Nan Shuang looked at the devastating scene everywhere they passed, and finally couldn't help but ask her own Saint Son. She lowered her voice, "The sect's protective formation has been destroyed. Judging from the situation, the current situation of the cultivation world is not good."

In fact, it was more than just not good. She had never seen such a brutal battle in her life.

The spirit race rarely walks in the world of cultivation, and they rarely get involved in those disputes. This time they came out entirely because of Mu Qingzhou.

The young man's fingertips were wrapped around a green vine, his gaze fixed on the blood-red moon above his head. After a moment, he lowered his eyelashes and said lightly, "None of this matters."

"what?"

Nan Shuang was a little confused, "You are not kidding, are you?"

If it’s not important even after being beaten like this, then what is important?

The green vines wrapped around her finger bones loosened gently, and Mu Qingzhou replied, "Everything depends on Gu Xia. As long as she can win, the cultivation world will be able to safely survive this disaster."

Gu Xia?

Nan Shuang frowned, "I don't understand."

After staying in Taiyi Sect for a period of time, she has some understanding of this direct disciple.

There is no doubt that he is a genius that only appears once in a century.

Oh, she was not only referring to the other party's talent in cultivation, but also his extraordinary courage.

Gu Xia was definitely the most courageous person she had ever met in her life, including her senior brothers.

The five brothers and sisters all look quite nervous.

But a battle of this magnitude is definitely not something that a single disciple like her can influence, right?

And what can she do?

"As long as Gu Xia can win?" Nan Shuang grasped the key point in his words and asked, "Who does she want to win?"

Obviously this is a very unusual object.

But she didn't expect that after she asked this question, Mu Qingzhou's usually calm face showed a subtle change, his brows slightly furrowed, and a barely perceptible hatred flashed in his eyes, "A person... who should have long since ceased to exist in this world."

ha?

Nan Shuang almost suspected that she had seen it wrong. The hatred disappeared in an instant. The next second, the young man lowered his eyes, hiding his emotions very well.

This was the first time she saw the Son of God have such a big emotional fluctuation.

And that hint of hatred just now...who was it directed at?

Questions came to Nan Shuang's mind one after another. She was slightly stunned. She always felt that after the other party's retreat this time, there seemed to be many more mysteries about him.

From bringing them to Taiyi Sect, to intervening in the battle between the cultivation world and the two clans.

She thought of the words "trusted by an old friend" that Mu Qingzhou blurted out when he first met several of his disciples, and suddenly she seemed to understand something.

That old friend...could he be referring to Gu Xia?

But before this, there was no possibility that they knew each other, a Holy Son of the Spirit Clan and a direct descendant of the Five Sects?

Nan Shuang felt her mind was a bit confused, and she subconsciously said, "What is that person's strength? What if...what if Gu Xia can't win?"

The girl's face showed some nervousness, but more of confusion.

Mu Qingzhou raised his hand and touched her head. His pale eyes seemed to be fixed on a certain place through countless obstacles. He spoke word by word in a calm tone, "She can only win."

Otherwise, everyone involved today will die.

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