"Fortunately, I heard the lucky person's evaluation of his new image. Long'er's eyes flashed with a hint of loss, but she didn't dare to say anything more, after all, Liang Yi was her master.

"Carry it off and we will return to the Tianlang Temple." Liang Yi ordered lightly.

"Yes, Master!" Long'er responded with some confusion and said, "Don't the master plan not to get involved in the war between the two worlds? Why do you still have to go back?"

Liang Yi smiled and explained: "Tianyuan has already joined forces with the Wei family. The Wei family has actually been involved. What reason do I have to stay out of it?"

"Oh, so that's it." Long'er nodded suddenly and turned around to clean up.

More than ten days later, the white wind sculpture carried Liang Yi and Long'er, who had turned into a human form, back to the Tianlang Temple again.

When he arrived at the temple, Liang Yi knocked on Elder Lin Feng's cave

"Hey, aren't you going out to avoid the limelight? Why are you back?" Lin Feng looked at Liang Yi with some curiosity, "It took me a lot of effort to convince the Temple Elder to let you avoid it for a while."

Liang Yi: "I have experienced some changes outside, and these changes have forced me to come back.

When Lin Feng heard this, the casual look on her face gradually closed: "What happened?"

Liang Yi explained: "The Tianyuan Immortal Cultivation World has joined forces with several surrounding Immortal Cultivation Sects, intending to march into the Tianlang Realm together, and among them are my enemies, the Wei family, the largest family in the Tianyuan Realm before yesterday."

"The Wei family should be Kunwuzong, who suddenly controlled the Terdan Empire thirty years ago?" Lin Feng nodded solemnly and said, "This matter is very important, we must immediately call the Elder Pavilion to hold a meeting to discuss."

After half a year, at the interruption of the two great cultivating worlds between the Tianyuan Realm and the Tianlang Realm, in front of a large pass called Shuhun Mountain with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the two great cultivating worlds entered a stage of high-level confrontation.

On both sides of the pass, the two formation masters of the immortal cultivation world exhausted all kinds of top materials and established two defensive fronts that were thousands of miles apart and less than six hundred miles apart.

A large number of monks stationed behind their respective formation barriers.

Every day, a large number of monks will enter the middle of the two defensive fronts and hunt each other's monks.

Hundreds of monks die every day. However, the senior leaders of both sides who were fighting seemed very patient and did not rush to assemble heavy troops to attack the opponent's defensive front.

This is a typical war of attrition. Both sides are trying to weaken the opponent's strength as much as possible before the decisive battle. One day is divided into two periods. The showdown between high-level monks in the Golden Elixir stage is at night, and the showdown between the foundation-building monks is after dawn. As for the higher-level Nascent Soul stage duel, it depends on the mood of the powerful people on both sides. If these powerful people are on a whim, it is possible to fight for several days and nights in a row. If you are not in the mood, Yue Jie will not be able to go out once.

As for the Qi-Spiriting Cultivator with the lowest cultivation level, he was directly used as a back army and a miscellaneous service.

There was a wartime base made of earth and rocks temporarily at the interruption of the defense line of the Tianlang Domain. On this day, several large spiritual birds suddenly flew over the base, one of which was Liang Yi's Wind Eagle.

"Brother Liang Yi, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for several months!" Before Liang Yi arrived at the base, he learned the news and had been waiting for Tianfeng and Tu Tianyu before he arrived at the base.

"Haha, I heard that the two brothers are so powerful that I can't help but hear that, as if I'm here to compete with you."

In the evening, low-level monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage returned one after another, and the night for the Jindan stage monks was here.

The last ray of light in the sky disappeared. The protective array that stretched for thousands of miles flashed out extremely fast figures, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared into the night.

In the night, Liang Yi was flying slowly in the middle with a leisurely expression, and the aura on his body burst out without any concealment, as if he was afraid that the other monk would not be able to find it.

Soon, five or six escape lights of different colors leaned towards Liang Yi.

"Boy, you are very arrogant!" Three monks from the Spirit Medicine Valley wearing green robes blocked Liang Yi's way first.

"Fortunately, Liang Yi replied lightly, and the light of the escape that was slowly moving forward suddenly surged, and he approached the three of them in a few breaths.

"Looking for death!" The three of them ordered their magic weapons to attack Liang Yi, who was bullied in front of them.

The Hunyuan Spirit-Tubing Sword, who had already been eager to try in his body, suddenly appeared in Liang Yi's palm.

clang! clang! Liang Yi held the black giant sword and easily knocked three incoming magic weapons away, and continued to approach the three of them without any slowness.

At the same time, a mid-stage Jindan cultivator had only time to take out a shield-state magic weapon and blocked it slightly, and was cut into two by Liang Yi and his shield.

"This person is amazing, retreat quickly!" Seeing this, the remaining two spiritual medicine monks were all dying and chose to flee back.

Seeing this, Liang Yi just sneered and took away the treasure of the dead spiritual medicine valley monk, but did not chase the two of them.

"Hu" Two radiant ice silkworms suddenly blocked in front of the two monks, and a white cold air instantly froze the two into ice lumps.

Several Tianyuan monks who were still close to the battle point of the North Korea also found out the abnormality, and they all ran away from the way they came.

"I'm here, let's stay!" Liang Yi took away two radiant ice silkworms and stepped on the Hunyuan Spirit-slaying Sword and chased them quickly, and the Green Eagle Bow also appeared on his palm.

After more than a dozen breaths, a small black dot appeared within Liang Yi's line of sight.

The spirit arrow is on the string, and the spiritual consciousness locks the target more than two miles away.

"Swish" Liang Yi shot three arrows in one breath. The man avoided the first two arrows, but was shot to the last spiritual arrow and felt a chill.

"So still run?" After half a stick of incense, Liang Yi intercepted a Qilin in a black robe and asked the monk to let him.

"Liang Yi, is it you?" The man in black robe turned his head in disbelief and looked at Liang Yi.

"Ling Yuanqing?"

This person is Liang Yi's old acquaintance in Qilin Mountain. Ling Yuanqing, the abandoned disciple of Ling Xiufeng who is good at refining weapons in formations. He has not seen him for thirty years, and this woman has formed a golden elixir.

"It's me, Junior Brother Liang's kindness for help thirty years ago, Ling Yuanqing will never forget it." Ling Yuanqing's tone was a little excited, and he was not indifferent at all because Liang Yi belonged to the Tianlang side.

"Have you returned to the Chuzuo Gate Wall? Why are you still assigned to fight for your life here?" Liang Yi was a little curious because with this woman's background as a teacher, she didn't need to come out to do such a thing that would throw blood.

"Haha, maybe it's Master to temper me!" Ling Yuanqing said a little sour.
Chapter completed!