Just as the Sixth Elder was sighing, suddenly some extremely powerful auras in the distance began to fluctuate violently, and at the same time, several powerful spiritual consciousnesses also swept towards this side.

At the same time as he sensed the glance of his spiritual consciousness, Li Yan immediately let go of the concealment on the "Cloud-piercing Willow" and allowed the other party to detect it.

Then, several surprised sounds sounded in everyone's ears.

"Huh? How did you get out? No, it turns out it was you again!"

"It's Gong Shanhe!"

"Damn it, why aren't they dead yet?"

And almost at the same time, several more voices came from

It came from the other direction, but the voice was full of surprise and disbelief.

"Hehehe, it's Shanhe and the others who are back!"

"Keke, it's really surprising that you guys are back. It's very good, it's really good!"

These voices fell into Li Yan's mind, and he could already tell who they were.

The first ones to speak were Yan San and several fourth-level wind beasts, but Yan San was shocked to see Gong Shanhe and the Sixth Elder in the first half of his sentence.

But he reacted instantly, because he noticed Li Yan standing on one side, and immediately guessed that Gong Shanhe's escape must be related to this mysterious monk.

The Wind Beast Clan now hates Li Yan deeply. Now that they have discovered that Gong Shanhe's return is most likely related to this person, the word "hate" in their hearts can no longer represent their hatred and endless killing of Li Yan.

Heart.

The voices that sounded from the other direction were the First Elder and the Third Elder of the Tianli Clan. Although the Second Elder did not speak, Li Yan had already sensed his aura approaching quickly.

At this time, I don’t know what the second elder is thinking.

"Hahaha... Yan San, do you think I can be trapped in that place? It's just that I want to carefully explore what's going on inside. I can come out at any time if I want.

In the end, you were just happy for nothing, I, Gong Shanhe is back!"

Gong Shanhe's somewhat wild voice also echoed between heaven and earth, and the sound shocked everyone!

At the same time, as their voices fell, as Li Yan and the others quickly approached the Tianli tribe, six or seven figures emerged from two directions.

Yan San's eyes turned blood red at this time. Not only were Gong Shanhe and the mysterious monk there, why was there another nun with a powerful aura?

On the frontier battlefield of the Tianli tribe, there has been no war for nearly two months. Many Tianli tribe soldiers began to slowly put aside the pain of losing their loved ones and began to talk and laugh.

They would look at the stretching line of defense every day, watching the unwilling wind beasts die in pain from time to time, and they would feel indescribable joy and comfort in their hearts.

But today, when they were either gathering together to chat, or "appreciating" the wind beasts wandering outside the defense line, suddenly a wild laughter came from the distant sky.

As this sound resounded throughout the world, all the soldiers in front heard a familiar and long-lost voice. They immediately looked up to the sky one by one, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Is...is he the clan leader?"

"This is the voice of the patriarch..."

"No, you... pinch me, oh..."

"The patriarch is back, the patriarch is back..."

…………

The Arctic Continent is a boundless ice sea, where icebergs float, and the thick ice moves slowly with the sea water.

On an ice floe, a Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on it.

He was wearing a yellow Taoist robe with a white whisk like snow on his waist. He had a thin complexion and a black hair with a hairpin inserted randomly between his hairlines. He was about thirty years old.

On this boundless sea of ​​ice, he seemed so lonely!

Suddenly, countless ice cones appeared in the sky, shooting toward the Taoist Huangpao. "Ding, ding, ding..." In a series of sounds, yellow awns appeared outside the Taoist Huangpao.

When these ice picks were one foot away from him, they turned into ice mist that filled the sky. The ice floe where the yellow-robed Taoist was sitting cross-legged was instantly broken into pieces, and some of the surrounding ice peaks were also pierced in an instant.
Chapter completed!