Wu Neng took out another vessel from the military ground. Wang Feng waved his hand and smiled. "It doesn't do any harm to your cultivation if you use it often. You might as well fly with the wind and enjoy the scenery of the northern lands!" Everyone thought to themselves. This made sense. It wasn't good to rely on magical artifacts all the time. This was also a major obstacle to cultivation.
They flew over the sky one by one, bowed their heads and looked down. The scenery was like a painting. The difference between the north and the south was the same, and only the west was the desolate land. Everyone was flying and laughing, and they were happy and happy.
Suddenly, he saw two tall mountains in front, piercing into the clouds. As he got closer and closer, a strong Spiritual Qi of heaven
