The pinnacles are dense, strangely shaped, or swords or guns, everything. It's very peaceful.

A few figures suddenly flashed, shattering the silence. A woman in white and a veil, a man with long hair in white, and a man with short hair in black. It was Wanqi and his party.

In the flickering of the figure, a gun-shaped peak different from other peaks appeared in the eyes of the group, and a spear went straight into the sky, with the spirit of piercing the sky. Let Wan Qijiang also gasp.

As he got closer and closer, Wan Qijiang felt the velocity of the air in the air increase a little, and immediately stopped. Now it's not just about yourself that you're alone, and it's not wrong to do things safely. Zhang Yufei frowned, obviously discovering it too.

Wan Qichuan made a gesture of moving forward slowly, and then held a spear in his hand, with a cautious look. Zhang Yufei pulled out his long knife and held it tightly, also not daring to be careless. As for Yi Qing, he lazily took a rusty Qingfeng ancient sword after seeing Wan Qichuan draw his weapon, which was very unladylike and carried on his shoulder. Wanqi was used to it, but Zhang Yufei only felt that his eyeballs fell to the ground.

The three of them walked towards the gun-shaped mountain peak step by step, and in the middle, nothing strange happened, which made the big stone in Wan Qi's heart fall to the ground. Wan Qijiang looked at the gun-shaped mountain peak close at hand, his heart beat in vain, and he had a bad premonition.

"Eh, it's nothing! I'm going to scare myself to death," Zhang Yufei waved his long knife casually a few times and said easily.

But at this moment, a gust of wind blew, the wind and sand were permeated, Shi Feng was alive, he shook a little, and the momentum of piercing the sky directly acted on the three of them.

"You won't carry it like this" Zhang Yufei was caught off guard, and flew out directly, secretly scolding himself in his heart.

Although Wan Qijiang took some precautions, but under this sudden suppression, he still took a few steps back, and his blood was rolling, which was very uncomfortable. Zhang Yufei and Wan Qizhen glanced at each other and smiled helplessly.

"Ah, what about Yi Qing?" Wan Qichuan suddenly thought and said aloud. Next, whether it was Wan Qi descending or Zhang Yufei, who had just stood up, was dumbfounded.

The cyan light of the Qingfeng Ancient Sword in Yi Qing's hand rotated darkly, resisting all the coercion.

"There are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky," Zhang Yufei shouted. Obviously, I didn't expect Yi Qing, who didn't make a move at all just now, to have such a divine weapon.

"Brother Wan, I'll wait for you here, the coercion here is just right for me to exercise my domineering sword spirit. Zhang Yufei said.

"Then I'll be here too. ”

Wan Qijiang nodded and said, "Just do what you can." After speaking, Wan Qizhen directly held the spear in his hand, Dan Qingchen's heart opened, the elegant atmosphere appeared, Wan Qixiang seemed to blend into nature, and the coercion was skillfully replaced by it, making him feel like he was in a no-man's land.

Wan Qi's black hair danced in the wind, his eyes stared at the gun-shaped mountain peak that exuded a terrifying aura, for some reason, from this peak, he actually felt the familiar breath of the Imperial Tomb, which was the breath that he only had when he cultivated the Imperial Tomb marksmanship. As he walked, he said to himself, "Come on, let me see what this coercion is coming from." ”