C911 gathering of forces

"Elder Feng, is this the Immortal Demon Mountain?"

Gu Tianchen walked to the bow of the ship and stood shoulder to shoulder with Feng Poxiao, and asked.

This was a privilege that belonged to the number one disciple in the sect. Being able to sit on equal footing with a Golden Immortal in the outside world was a form of affirmation and encouragement to them.

"That's right