Dozens of figures stood in the void, constantly bombarding the black mist-like forbidden law on Heifeng Ridge. The leader among them was a middle-aged monk with white hair hanging over his shoulders and an expressionless face. , looking down at Heifengling with a slightly gloomy expression.

"His grandma, we have practiced here for many years. With the help of the Black Wind Forbidden Technique left over from ancient times, our practice speed has been greatly improved. Now that 'Yue Feng' will break the Black Wind Forbidden Technique, we have to find a new place to practice. , Alas, when the gods fight, we mortals suffer."

"That's right, I waited for casual cultivation, and finally found a settlement