C317 Mountain Cloud Mist

This group of people were no ordinary people. After a few hours on the mountain road, Liu Sansheng looked at a tall mountain which was covered by clouds and mist, and exposed a smile.

"Are all Immortal Sect mouse's? We've been on this mountain road for many hours, and there are even so many bewildering formations. If it was a normal person who came in, they would have definitely made a detour