At the beginning, the wind and rain attracted immortal seekers
A gossip map attracts a meeting of storms and clouds, and calls for heavy rain. A spell makes the dead wood spring, saving the dying people,
Drink, the beasts in the mountains are terrified, A
finger of the hand, the river flows backwards, A
mountain, a room,
Someone came from thousands of miles away, vying to visit.
"As long as you can see Mr., a million is nothing!"
"I am willing to give hundreds of millions of family assets and ask Mr. to teach me the method of cultivation!"
I'm not an immortal cultivator, I just want to be at ease in the mountains,
Wang Qian waved his big hand, the clouds and mist surged, the mountains shook, and a big mountain disappeared.
"This, this...... And say that you are not a god! ”