The white-faced demon cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment beside him stopped Mo Shisan: "Young Master, are you sure his information is correct?"

"If they meet Jin Dan, how will they escape from Jin Dan?"

"Young Master, others don't know how powerful Jin Dan is, but you should know." The white-faced demon cultivator persuaded again.

This matter still requires verification and caution.

Once a decision is made, the loss of power is very small. If there is a stalemate with Wanfa Sect, or even they become a knife in the hands of others without knowing it, it will not be good for Mo Palace.

"Young Master, please think twice and be careful."

"We can send someone to Rakshasa Abyss to find out what's going on, and then have someone notify the Wanfa Sect stationed in Dongyuan."

"Withdraw all the demon cultivators from the Black Palace who are staying in Dongyuan, and then wait for the Wanfa Sect's decision."

The way the white-faced demon cultivates is correct and will not offend anyone.

Dongyuan is the territory of Wanfa Sect. These matters are left to Wanfa Sect to handle. They only need to know the results and do not need to use too much power.

Everything must be viewed from two sides. Maybe this is another game, and the other party wants to involve their Mo Palace in the game.

According to the young master's words, the relationship with them is just a one-time encounter.

How can you believe the information they sent, and this information also involves Jin Dan Zhenren?

Even the crippled Jin Dan Zhenren, who is not at the peak of foundation building, can shake him. He said he escaped, but who knows the specific situation?

Mo Shisan put down the small ink-colored order in his hand.

After pondering, he also felt that he had been too impulsive: "Okay, Uncle Si, call the other monks first, and we will make a decision after discussing."

The Wanli Transmission Symbol has been reduced to ashes.

Ding Xie thought about agreeing to Mo Shisan to see him, but gave up after thinking about it carefully.

The risk he is taking is too great, and the matter is so complicated. If he dies here, no one will be able to send the elixir back to Beiluoshan.

"Sorry, Brother Mo, I really can't bear such a big risk."

Ding Xie murmured.

He only hoped that Mo Shisan would be effective and at least be able to contain the crippled Jin Dan Zhenren.

If it doesn't work, you can only crush the token to warn the sect.

Unfortunately, the token is not a transmission symbol. It can only tell the location but not the information.

He is too far away from the sect and cannot contact his master.

The only chance is to go to Dongyuan Station to find the sect's guarding Jindan.

Ding Xie's gaze touched the past, and the evil energy was gathering at the soul flag.
Chapter completed!