Leng Xuanye and others looked at each other, not knowing who Ling Tian was waiting for.
"Haha, I guess it should be Shaoyang, Zhang Jing and the others. I haven't seen them for a long time, and I still miss them a little."
Zhen Moran's eyes lit up, as if she had guessed who Ling Tian was waiting for.
"It's not just them, everyone who should come will come."
Ling Tian knocked on the table in front of him, seeming to be counting his breaths.
Sure enough, shortly after Ling Tian's figure fell, the formation in the hall suddenly burst out with dark mysterious light, and the totem mysterious patterns trembled in an instant.
The formation moved.
Everyone straightened up when they saw this.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Soon, the formation shook for no more than three breaths, and a stream of light and shadow was transmitted in.
These figures walked out of the glow of the formation and were startled when they saw everyone in the hall.
"Haha, Zhang Jingran Min, it is indeed you guys. Not bad, your cultivation levels are so high!"
When Zhen Moran saw these figures walking out of the formation, she smiled as if they were holding hands.
The visitors were none other than Zhang Jing, Xu Zaidao, Feng Zhiruo and others who were originally disciples from the Eastern Region.
When Zhang Jing and others saw Zhen Moran, they became even more friendly. They immediately gathered together and began to reminisce about the past.
But the light of the formation never stopped. One after another figures came out, all from Jiuxiao Yunhai Pavilion, wrapping around the three of them, Master Li, Shi, and Ling Xi. Finally, a ray of moonlight broke through the glow of the formation and appeared in front of everyone.
"Mingyue!?"
When a beautiful figure shrouded in moonlight walked out of the formation, Yin Zheng and others were dumbfounded.
The pressure of vitality surging above the figure is even stronger than that of Leng Xuanye, and it looks particularly sacred, just like the Fairy of the Moon Palace.
Zhen Moran and Yan Hanfei immediately recognized Qin Mingyue.
But Qin Mingyue at this time is far from what she was before.
Now Qin Mingyue's cultivation has reached the level of the fourth-level Martial Emperor, which is even higher than Ling Tian's level, and his whole body is shrouded in extremely tyrannical pressure, which is the aura of the ancient Taichu Martial Spirit.
"Hey, Qin Mingyue? Could this be the head disciple of Jiuxiao Yunhai Pavilion?"
Yin Zheng was speechless. He didn't expect that Ling Tian could invite such a tyrannical genius. His cultivation was even more tyrannical than their young master.
Qin Mingyue's eyes intertwined with Ling Tian's for a moment as he walked out. She also knew that this was not the time to talk to each other, so she was pulled over by Zhen Moran and the other girls.
After the young disciple of Jiuxiao Yunhai Pavilion was teleported over, the formation did not stop. The glow on it surged, and there was still energy gushing out.
Apparently, someone else is coming!
Sure enough, within five breaths, several more figures emerged from the formation, and they were Qin Shaoyang, Ye Baoer and Wukong!
"Sister!"
Qin Shaoyang walked out of the formation and saw Qin Mingyue, and he and Ye Baoer immediately hugged him.
Among them, there was a Sanskrit sound resounding in the formation, and an aura that was no worse than Qin Mingyue burst out. In the astonished eyes of everyone, Liu Yiyi, wearing cassock, stepped out.
"Liu Yiyi!? Why did you become a monk?"
When Master Li saw Liu Yiyi, who had become a nun, he immediately opened his mouth and couldn't believe what he saw.
Not only him, but also Qin Mingyue's eyes were full of surprise.
This is really unexpected.
"Amitabha, poor nun Nian Ling, and all the donors, say goodbye to the Southern Tang Dynasty. We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Liu Yiyi clasped her hands together, Buddha's majesty was rippling.
However, Master Li couldn't wait any longer, so he dragged Liu Yiyi over and started to inquire about the details.
Liu Yiyi belongs to the Li family of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the two girls are cousins with very similar blood.
At this time, the powerful descendants of Jiuxiao and Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple had arrived, including the most top disciples of the two major Celestial Immortal Platforms in the ancient times.
The fighting prowess of such a junior made Leng Xuanye and others speechless.
This lineup is really too gorgeous.
Originally, they were still a little unsure about facing the powerful Demon Witch Clan.
Now he understands that Ling Tian has prepared too much for this battle.
The disciples of the two major Climbing Immortal Platforms are all from Ling Tian, so even if the two major Climbing Immortal Platforms are bound to come out in full force to support them.
However, the formation in front of the hall is still surging.
It seems like someone else is coming.
However, in addition to the two major ascension platforms, does Ling Tian have helpers?
Without waiting for Leng Xuanye to frown and guess, the two figures in the formation gradually formed, and then stepped out.
When Zhang Jing and others saw the figure walking out, they clapped their hands and laughed.
"Haha, Brother Gucheng, I'm waiting for you!"
It turned out that the last one to come out was Ye Gucheng from Wushuang City!
However, there was a woman following beside him. This woman was dressed in plain gauze and had flying clouds on her temples. She looked very gentle.
"Haha, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!"
Ye Gucheng bowed to everyone, then looked at Ling Tian and said with a smile: "Ling Tian, look who I brought to you!?'
"Gentle girl!"
Ling Tian stood up from his seat, with a look of surprise on his face.
He had sent messages to these people beforehand to join them, but he did not give any messages to Wen Wan.
Ling Tian really didn't expect Wen Wan to come.
"I have met all the geniuses, Mr. Ling, please accept my respects from this young lady."
Wen Wan first bowed to everyone, but then even when she walked up to Ling Tian, she made a show of kneeling down and bowing.
"Miss Wen, this is absolutely impossible. Get up quickly."
"What are you doing?"
Lingtian could bear it, and immediately stepped out of the way, using both hands to help Wen Wan up.
"Sir, my father died at the hands of Li Xian, a disciple of Jiuxiao Yunhai Pavilion. You killed Li Xian to avenge my father. I must be grateful for this great kindness."
"If I am undefeated, my father will also scold me as ungrateful."
But Wen Wan didn't care at all, broke away from Ling Tian's energy, took a step back, and knelt down anyway.
"This... okay, Miss Wen, you'd better get up quickly."
Ling Tianchen bowed and stopped doing anything.
"Miss Wen, that was just a simple act. After I did learn about his grievances with your Wen family, I intended to kill him to avenge you, but I really can't bear your bow."
"Come on, everyone, please sit down quickly. Don't stand still."
Ling Tian greeted everyone to sit down.
For a moment, the huge living room was filled with a surging atmosphere.
Different from the twelve powerful loose immortals before, these auras are not only strong and vigorous, but also more youthful and vigorous.