And as the words fell.

In the air far ahead, a trace of energy fluctuation suddenly escaped.

Two figures who had used magic to hide their whereabouts were suddenly revealed. Yaoyao, who was wearing bright yellow clothes with an embarrassed look on her face, carefully flew toward the shore with her attendant who was still holding half of the chain, and said:

“I’ve met Yaoyao, the leader of the fourth generation of demon clan.”

As his voice fell, the air behind Lin Tuo also fluctuated violently.

An invisible curtain was torn open. Pei Ming, who was wearing loose clothes and long sleeves, and had an immortal spirit, led a group of elders to fly over with equally embarrassed expressions. He raised his hands while still in mid-air and said:

"Pei Ming, the current leader of Tiandao Sect, has met."

While talking, the two of them glared at each other fiercely from afar.

The latter blamed the former for being too direct, which made the disciples of the envoy unhappy.

The former blamed the latter for his mischief.

At this moment, the two people's expressions suddenly changed slightly. At the same time, they looked up at the heads of everyone and said:

"who?!"

Amidst the roar, the air somewhere high in the sky was slightly distorted. An old man wearing a scribe's robe, a high crown on his head, and meticulously combed white hair, with an elegant and handsome face slowly revealed his figure and bowed loudly:

"Wang Yu, the dean of the Qintian Taoist Academy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has met the young master!"

Yaoyao and Pei Ming were both startled, wondering when they would get this thing?

Wang Yu, who was floating in the air, was also helpless. He had just arrived from the north in a hurry, and he wanted to observe in secret, but he was caught out like this. He was really speechless.

However, just as the three strongest men from the mainland appeared one after another.

No one noticed.

The three Zen monks standing on the ground by the lake had already stood blankly on the spot, staring intently at Lin Tuo's calm and immature face, their brains going blank due to shock.

Feng Zhai held his breath.

Huozhai almost fell to the ground.

The Zen staff in the hands of the Zen elder Dai Guoseng fell unsteadily and fell to the ground. It hit the stone and made a sound, but he paid no attention to it.

He just stared in shock at Lin Tuo, Hua Xi, and the three forces that could dominate Tianyuan Continent, and was speechless.

There is only one thought in my mind:
Chapter completed!