The other elders carefully studied Meng Chuan's portrait, and after comparison, they finally unanimously determined that this person was indeed the one who stole the secret treasure inside the meteorite outside the sky.

As early as a few days ago, the Northern Netherworld Sect used the Ancient Heavenly Eye Talisman to observe the stone skin of the meteorite outside the sky, and finally spied a scene from the long river of time in the past.

This scene is exactly the scene where Meng Chuan wants to break the meteorite outside the sky.

Although everyone didn't see Meng Chuan Jiding smashing the meteorite outside the sky with the power of destroying the sky and the earth, they only saw him using his fists and the demon suppression to open it, but judging from the timeline, there is no doubt that he broke the meteorite outside the sky.

The Northern Underworld Sect traced the appearance of this person, and ordered the disciples of the sect to go to Wuzhen to search for several days without any whereabouts, but they didn't expect another portrait from the Tianwu Pavilion here, and the person in the painting was this person.

An elder twisted his beard and said in a deep voice: "It turns out that he is a young psychic in the capital, no wonder he has the strength to open meteorites outside the sky." ”

"This person is the first person in Huaxia on the bright side, and he must be a psychic, there is no doubt that it is not easy for our Northern Underworld Sect to take back the secret treasure in the meteorite from his hands. ”

The other fat elder snorted coldly and retorted, "Even if he is a young psychic, what can he really compete with the eleven immortal cultivation sects of our Witch City?"

"Tianwu Pavilion's letters for help have been sent to various sects, and the people of other sects must have deduced through various secret methods that this person has a secret treasure in the meteorite outside the sky, and they will definitely not sit idly by. ”

"When the time comes, everyone will send men to encircle and suppress this man, and they will definitely be able to kill him. ”

"But what about after that?" the elder who spoke before frowned and said, "Even if we kill Meng Chuan, the secret treasure in this Outer Heaven Meteorite may not fall into our hands, and at most it will only be a favor from the Heavenly Martial Pavilion." ”

The Sect Master of the Northern Hell Sect waved his hand at this moment, interrupted the quarrel between the two, and said lightly: "Don't quarrel, I already have an idea about this matter." ”

"The eleven immortal cultivation sects in Wuzhen are not strong, and they are not weak when they say that they are weak, if everyone fights separately and fights for the matter of the secret treasure in the meteorite, I am afraid that all the Dao systems will be affected, and even disappear. ”

"I'm going to lobby other people to come up with a short-lived collaboration, muzzle

Unanimous to the outside world, kill this young psychic first. ”

"This person not only has the secret treasure of the meteorite outside the sky, but also has the Sang Country Demon Sword and other magic weapons and elixirs. When the time comes, all the things on his body will be scavenged, and all of our immortal cultivation sects will discuss how to distribute them and deal with this matter as peacefully as possible. ”

The rest of the elders couldn't help but nod their heads.

Everyone knows that the other immortal cultivation sects have some means of self-preservation, no matter who they are, they are not easy to mess with, because a secret treasure fights, it is better to sit down and discuss this matter peacefully.

The sect master of the Northern Hell Sect said that he would do it, and after the sect meeting was over, he was personally invited to the Tianwu Pavilion sect.

Several other sect masters of the Immortal Cultivation Sect also came one after another, these sect masters usually don't get along with each other, but this time they all gathered here, I am afraid that they are the same as the sect masters of the Northern Netherworld in their hearts.

Sure enough, because Tianwu Pavilion was busy receiving the young psychic person, he didn't know the secret of who opened the meteorite outside the sky, and the other sects had all learned that the secret treasure in the meteorite was on Meng Chuan through their own means.

Therefore, everyone agreed to help the sect master of Tianwu Pavilion to make a move, but the premise was that the secret treasures on this person's body should be handed over to their own sect to deal with.

Although Tianwu Pavilion is hot on Meng Chuan's demon suppression, he has a request for help after all, and now he is risking offending Wu Wuji, so he can only promise Meng Chuan that except for the pure Jun sword that needs to be returned to the martial family, the rest of Tianwu Pavilion will not move.

At this point, the eleven sects in Wuzhen formed a short-lived alliance with the intention of jointly crusading against Meng Chuan.

The next morning, Wuzhen seemed to be as quiet as usual.

However, when some people open the curtains, they find that the sky, which should have been bright a long time ago, is still very dark, as if it is still in the night.

The people looked up and found that the entire Wuzhen seemed to be shrouded in something, which made people feel extremely depressed.

Just when many people wondered if it was the end of the world today, a cloud of mist began to rise from the entire city, and everyone felt a tightness in their chests after smelling the fog, and fell into a brief coma, even some Dharma cultivators.

A large array had quietly shrouded the entire Witch Town.

In the courtyard of the Meng family's house, Meng Chuan walked outside the door and looked up at the big array

, his eyes swept through the fog thoughtfully.

Ye Tong also opened his eyes silently.

On the border around Wuzhen, every few miles, a disciple elder of the alliance stood still, holding a formation flag to maintain the balance of this large array.

At the same time, at the intersection of Wuzhen, the masters of the alliance had already gathered here, forming a team to crusade against Meng Chuan.

The most advanced in this team are all grandmasters in the late stage of the transformation realm, with a total of more than 100 people, and there are as many as 18 psychics.

This kind of battle, not to mention Wuzhen, is extremely rare in China.

The sect master of the Northern Hell Sect saw that almost everyone had arrived, and no one was suspected of hiding their secrets, and those who were dispatched were all the elites of the sect, so he was relieved.

So he shouted loudly: "Friends of the Alliance, the people of Tianwu Pavilion and I have set up a large array, causing the people of the entire Wu Town to fall into a coma. In today's battle, everyone can show their skills and play at will, and we must cut off that young psychic man!"

"That's right! Kill Meng Chuan!"

"We must not let him run away! Today next year will be his death day!"

The representatives of the alliance nodded in agreement, and the killing intent boiled.

The sect master of Tianwu Pavilion never expected that the people of these sects would give themselves face like this, and he couldn't help but be moved in his heart, and said to everyone: "Thank you for looking up to my Tianwu Pavilion, let me respond to every call, and mobilize the elites of all sects to crusade against Meng Chuan!"

"Today's thing is done, in the future, if anyone wants to refine the magic weapon, you can ask our Tianwu Pavilion to speak!"

"Hehe, you're welcome!" said the Sect Master of the Northern Hell Sect with a smile, his heart full of disdain—if it weren't for the treasures in the Outer Meteorite, would you really be willing to take care of your with the rest of the ten sects?

"Now that everyone has gathered, when are we going to crusade against Meng Chuan?"

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Martial Pavilion thought for a moment and said, "Everyone, wait a minute, my Elder of the Heavenly Martial Pavilion has already gone to invite Wu Wuji's grandson, Wu Chen, to come and suppress the formation. ”

He said that he had to see Meng Chuan die with his own eyes to get rid of the evil spirit in his heart, so everyone waited for him for the time being.

The woman in red, who had also appeared on the day the meteorite was smashed before, was calm, nodded and said, "Since it is the God of War Wu Wuji, he still has to give face, so let's wait for him for a while." ”