As the number of Tianzong gathered in the ancient fairyland increased, a familiar breath came, and Gu Yan and the other three turned their heads and saw Li Tiemu's figure sitting on the gourd and galloping over.

Behind it are the other disciples and elders of the Great Dream Jiuyuan.

"Master."

The three of them spoke immediately, and they felt like they had found their backbone.

In this huge ancient fairyland, even if they are peerless geniuses, they still feel lonely. After all, the others around them are all monsters. They follow their teachers and show their momentum at will, but they need to be careful to avoid suffering in front of them.

"Yeah, your senior brother told me about your situation, but it really didn't disappoint me."

Li Tiemu felt the changes in the realm of the three beloved disciples and showed a satisfied smile on his face. Compared to three years ago, they all improved greatly, and this time they may not be able to reach the top of the thousand.

After all, compared with other disciples of the Tianzong, Li Tiemu felt that Gu Yan and the others lacked only time.

If the three of them were waiting for more than two thousand years of soul life, with their talents, they would definitely be able to easily rank among the top ten, especially Gu Yan, who is expected to enter the top ten!

"Master, didn't Haotian come with you?"

Murong Qingwu looked behind Li Tiemu, but was empty, and couldn't help asking.

Gu Yan and Yue Xi also stood on tiptoe and looked at each other, but did not see the familiar figure.

"I'm still wondering if he will rush to the border from behind and come with you."

When Li Tiemu heard Murong Qingwu's words, his brows frowned slightly, glanced around, and showed a little helplessness on his face, saying:

"That kid is really worry-free. I don't know where I have been going. I have been there for three years, and I haven't called anyone to greet him. Is there any master in my eyes?"

The three of them looked at each other without saying a word, but their eyes seemed to be whispering to each other: That obviously wasn't there.

Li Tiemu sighed, but then he was not too worried, and said, "You don't have to worry. That boy is lucky and gets the treasure of Hunjie Daoyu given by the dream master. That thing can predict good and resist it.

If the Taoist fish is broken, the dreamer will sense it, but there is no movement yet."

Hearing his words, the three of them looked at each other and felt relieved.

At this time, other disciples from Dameng Jiuyuan also landed nearby, including the old woman in Jianyuan and Zhou Qingyun, who also led his disciples to come.

When he saw the change in momentum of Gu Yan and the other three, Zhou Qingyun's eyes were slightly stunned, then he smiled and said:

"Old man Li, it seems that your disciples, besides Haotian, I'm afraid there will be more people in this time."

"How can we not take the stage in the Battle of the Southern Region?"

Li Tiemu smiled, his face full of pride.

"We are the same clan and the same abyss, and we are also thriving. I hope they can all fight and win a good ranking in the Battle of the Southern Region!" the old woman said softly.

Li Tiemu looked at the disciples around them and found that he had improved a lot, with a smile in his eyes.

Beside the old woman, Lin Mingrong, a woman in snow who had entered a thousand three years ago, looked at Gu Yan and the other two, but did not see the figure.

She frowned slightly and said to Li Tiemu: "Elder Li, where is your disciple?"

"You mean Haotian?"

Li Tiemu glanced at the little girl and found that her aura was thicker and more restrained than three years ago. Although she was still a real fairyland, she was surrounded by an unspeakable Taoist rhyme. He chuckled:

"That child Haotian is so playful. I don't know where to go now."

"Good fun?"

Lin Mingrong was slightly stunned, and suddenly thought of all the things that happened in front of the Dream Lord three years ago. The young man followed him to pay homage to the Dream Lord, but was left alone by the Dream Lord. He was the person with the highest ranking at that time in the entire Great Dream Nine Abyss.

However, afterwards, the other party did not practice with them, but left the Langya painting realm.

"It's better not to mention my disciple. You work hard and everyone else is improving. Don't fall behind."

Li Tiemu said with a smile. Although he said that, the smile on his face could not be concealed. Everyone could see that he loved that disciple very much.

"Mingrong, calm down, come on."

The old woman whispered to her beloved disciple.

Lin Mingrong's eyes were slightly condensed, she nodded, took a deep breath, and then she lifted her sword and walked into the wasteland.

"You guys go too, let me see your three years of hard work."

Li Tiemu smiled at Gu Yan and the other two.

When Gu Yan and the other two heard this, their eyes became sharp. They trained on the border. Although they did not encounter the ancient demon, they were not inferior to fighting with the ancient demons. They practiced hard day and night.

The figure who reached 19th place on his head made them want to chase them all the time.

Even if you dream, you will run and chase after you in your dreams.

Three years have passed, and even if they can't catch up, they want to see how much the gap has narrowed!

Whoosh!

Gu Yan raised his sword and followed Lin Mingrong's figure first.

Murong Qingwu knew that he had said goodbye to Li Tiemudao, and Yue Xi also bowed and caught up with her.

"These two little guys."

Li Tiemu shook his head slightly, but he didn't see it, but looked at the side of Gun Yuan.

In addition to Li Hao, this time, the Great Dream Jiuyuan also has good seedlings on the side of the Gunyuan. I heard that three years of hard work have been praised and guided by the Dream Lord in the Langya painting realm. I made great progress, and I don’t know if I can follow that kid.

Together, support the entire Dameng Jiuyuan!

...

In addition to the Great Dream Jiuyuan, other disciples of Tianzong also took action.

"Haotian, in the Battle of the Southern Region, I will definitely catch up with you!"

In the Wanshan Sword Tower, a figure of a woman with a graceful figure in green clothes stood on the edge of the huge giant sword domain weapon. Her eyes swept towards the direction of the Great Dream Jiuyuan, but she did not see the familiar figure.

She knew that the other party should have not come yet, otherwise even if it was in the crowd of millions, she could see the other party with just one glance.

Just like a sword tycoon can find his own sword in the hilt of a billion swords at a glance.

"Qingying, follow me, I can take you through the Tenth Wasteland and get a place to fight."

Suddenly, a sound came from beside him.

I saw a young man in a snow-white silkworm robe standing behind Lin Qingying. His expression was indifferent, and his eyes revealed a kind of indifferent look, as if nothing in the world was in his eyes. He could only sweep towards the woman in green shang,

A hint of gentleness will appear in the eyes.

Lin Qingying came to his senses and shook his head and said, "No need, senior brother, I want to rely on my own ability."

"You have been in the beginning for too short. With your talent, you should be qualified to participate in this Southern Region Battle, but the assessment of this Immortal Dynasty is ahead of schedule. If you give you two more years, you will definitely be able to make it through with your own ability. I just help

You'll just borrow two years."

The young man said calmly, and the softness in his eyes became calm.

Lin Qingying shook his head slightly, "I can make my own time myself, senior brother, you represent the sect's face, so you should sprint by yourself."

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to reply, he jumped straight into the wasteland.

The young man frowned slightly.

"Senior Brother Hong Yi, she is withdrawn and she doesn't appreciate it. Why don't you take me with me?"

A woman with a pleasant voice approached with pure eyes and looked innocent and cute.

Tian Hongyi glanced at her and snorted coldly: "You have been in the school for many years. If you have the spirit of her, you won't need to rely on others."

After saying that, he flew away and ignored him.

The woman was stunned, and the Chunche in her eyes suddenly turned into resentment, and she gritted her teeth slightly.

...

The deserted land that had been silent for three years gradually became lively, and disciples of various sects were passing through it.

And on the black fairy monument, many identity numbers were jumping quickly and interspersed.

In the Fantasy Sea Gate.

When Huo Xiaoqi returned to the sect, his appearance changed drastically, his figure became more straight, his cheeks were tender and handsome, and if his hair was scattered, it would be like a woman who would support a willow.

He swept everywhere and saw no figure. He frowned slightly, but he was not anxious. Instead, he said goodbye to the master and threw himself into the wasteland.

High in the wilderness.

Chu Xiangtian and a dozen other figures stood at this high place, looking down at the blurry phantom in the wasteland.

"Look, Bo Yaxue from Zhuyu Pavilion is about to enter the wasteland!"

"Then Xinglan is also ready to enter."

"And Hongyi that day!"

Their eyes scandalized, mainly focusing on the top monsters of each sect.

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Among them, the most eye-catching thing is Bo Yaxue from Zhuyu Pavilion.
To be continued...