An excited shouting pulled Tang Ming's thoughts back. Before Tang Ming could react, a fist-sized thing rushed into Tang Ming's arms like thunder.

"Treasure-swalking Monkey?"

Tang Ming was stunned when he looked at the little thing jumping on him.

When they entered the snow field, everyone lost all their cultivation, and the little guy did not follow. At that time, perhaps the little guy had already died under the closure of the world of the Yellow Sand World.

"Brother Tang...Huh? Spirit Monkey?"

After Tang Ming, the second person to wake up was the Tianzong, whose cultivation was not very conspicuous. After opening his eyes, he was also very happy to see the treasure-swalking spirit monkey in Tang Ming's arms.

When the monkey saw Tianzong wake up, he immediately abandoned Tang Ming and rushed to Tianzong's shoulders with saliva.

Feng Binbei and the others and the disciples of the sect woke up one after another, looking at the familiar surroundings in horror.

After twelve years, when we returned here again, everyone temporarily let go of all their grudges. Some sect disciples who were not determined even burst into tears at this moment.

"Brother Tang, let's go back here, are these things..."

While feeding the monkey on his shoulders a valuable spiritual pill, Tianzong looked at the Yunmiao Ling Fruit on the big tree in the distance with his eyes shining.

Tang Ming waved his hand lightly, and he was a little restless at this moment, as if everything had settled, the biggest crisis had just begun.
Chapter completed!