C1866 Half a Year

1866. Half a year.

"Master, if they continue to fight like this, I'm afraid even our immortals will suffer heavy losses!"

Wu Wei said nervously.

"Do you have any way to stop these two?"

Meng Tianshu said faintly.

Wu Wei seemed to have choked on his words. He could not say anything. One of them was Ning Beixuan and the other was Immortal Emperor Daoyan