hrough two sects' strongholds in just two or three days was undoubtedly a heartening thing.Thus, the two cultivators fought across the air, arguing fiercely, and the gunpowder smell of the Lingxi batt...He Baichuan covered his head with one hand and looked wronged: "Senior sister, we are both members of Yueyao, and there are other people watching. Give me some face."

"What face do you want" Lu Xiaoguo seemed to be in a much better mood because her junior brother had arrived. She turned her head and looked at Ma Shansi who was standing behind Lu Ye: "This is..."

She could sense that this unfamiliar face possessed immense strength, possibly even comparable to her own, reaching the pinnacle of Yueyao.

Ma Shangsi stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying: "Ma Shangsi greets you."

Lu Xia'e dared not neglect, hastily returned a courtesy, and felt slightly puzzled in her heart. She glanced at Lu Ye.

"One of our own."

But before he had taken a few steps, Lu Xiaoye suddenly called out from behind him, "Junior Brother!"

Li Yè turned his head and saw Luǎn Xiāo'é with a panicked expression: "Tāng Jūn came to say that he was attacked!"

Lü Yè's face darkened, and he hurriedly asked, "Location!"

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The Myriad Forms Sea was still as bustling as ever. On the spirit islands, there were throngs of people. Flying cultivators and star vessels crisscrossed the sky ceaselessly.