Zhuo Wen walked up to Long Xiaotian, and patted Long Xiaotian's shoulder heavily, thousands of words were finally interpreted by such a palm.

"Haha, trust me, I have already said that I will bring Xi Yao back with my own hands, and I will do what I say."

Long Xiaotian smiled heartily, then looked at Zhuo Wen and said, "Zhuo Wen, be careful yourself, I know you will bring that girl Chen Xue back."

The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "That's natural, I will bring Chen Xue back with my own hands."

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Wen looked at Yan Ji, Jiang Xuan and Wen Bi, bowed down and said solemnly: "Three masters and uncles, I will trouble you this time."

However, the three of Yanji helped Zhuo Wen up, waved their hands and said, "Zhuo Wen, you don't need to tell us these things. Speaking of which, we three old guys have benefited a lot from your Canglong Temple. Come out to help this time." Brother Xiaotian, naturally he will do his part."

The three of Yanji stayed in the Canglong Palace during this time, not only enjoying the benefits of the speed of time, but Zhuo Wen also took out elixir from time to time for the three of them to practice.

And Zhuo Wen also took out two Xuan Sacred Artifacts and one Yangtian Sacred Artifact and gave them to Yanji and the others.

Having received so many benefits from Zhuo Wen, the three of Yanji were actually quite embarrassed in their hearts, and at the same time felt that it was worthwhile to come to Nanman with Zhuo Wen this time.

"Old Yan, let's go! And Zhuo Wen, you must be careful, that Fentian Square probably gathers most of the powerful people of the Fentian Sect, so don't be reckless and impulsive in everything!"

Long Xiaotian took a deep look at Zhuo Wen, and finally took Yanji and the three of them, and left here quietly, heading towards the Fenyan Pagoda in another part of Fentian Square.

Since today is the great joy of the Fentian Sect, the defense of the Fenyan Pagoda must not be as strict as usual.

Zhuo Wen knew that it was the best time for Long Xiaotian to go to Fenyan Tower.

Zhuowen looked back and left immediately.

"Mie Fen, where did you go just now? It's been so long?"

When Zhuo Wen returned to the seat, Xia Bingyu leaned forward suddenly, her beautiful eyes contained a trace of relief, as if she let out a sigh of relief when Zhuo Wen returned.

"Just went out for a stroll." Zhuo Wen said with a smile.

But Zhuo Wen's appearance made Xia Bingyu extremely suspicious, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Wow!

Suddenly, an earth-shattering uproar resounded from the surroundings, resounding like firecrackers in the sky...

Boom!

A terrifying rumbling sound like the profound thunder of the Nine Heavens exploded across the entire sky, as if at this moment, the entire Fentian City was going through a terrifying thunder tribulation.

Amidst the terrifying and ear-piercing sound, there was a faint roar of a tiger, as if the tiger king was descending from the mountain, showing his arrogance as a king.

Everyone looked up, only to see in the depths of the sky, a huge phantom of a white tiger leaping from the void.

The huge tiger claws stepped on the void, and wherever they passed, they could cause extremely terrifying space collapses. Due to the force of the collapses, countless black holes formed around them.

The phantom of the white tiger flew over the Fentian Square in an instant, and a terrifying storm swept across the sky, causing the warriors around the Fentian Square to retreat involuntarily.

Woohoo!

The white tiger landed at the entrance of Fentian Square, raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, stimulating the eardrums of countless warriors, and then collapsed into countless light spots. After the light spots collapsed, a group of people appeared.

The first person was an old man with white beard and hair, dressed in a white robe, and a childlike face.

Although the old man looked gray-haired, but with a ruddy complexion, he looked like a man in his thirties.

"Where's Zou Tianzong? I came from the Western Regions all the way from Menghumen, why doesn't Zou Tianzong come out to greet him?"

The white-robed old man with white hair and childlike face shouted in a rough voice, the voice was like thunder, and it exploded in the entire Fentian Square.

"It turned out to be the overlord of the Western Regions, Menghumen. I didn't expect Burning Tianzong to invite all of them here."

Hearing the words of the white-robed old man, everyone around showed surprise, and immediately there was an uproar. The status of the Tiger Gate in the Western Regions is equivalent to that of the Burning Heaven Sect in the Southern Man. A mighty overlord with respect.

"Brother Hu, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without any problems!"

A hearty voice came, and in the depths of the Fentian Great Hall, a slender figure stepped out, it was Zou Tianzong, the sect master of the Fentian Sect.

At this moment, Zou Tianzong was wearing a purple robe, and strange purple flames were burning on the surface of the robe, and following Zou Tianzong were eighteen black flame envoys wearing black flame robes.

Zou Tianzong had a hearty smile on his mouth, and the purple flame flashed, and flew towards the white-robed old man as if teleporting.

Zou Tianzong's speed was so fast that everyone couldn't even catch his figure, they could only see the flashing sparks of Ziyan passing by.

This white-robed old man is the head of the Tiger Sect, named Hu Bengshan. JrNovels.com