C1012 The Killing Sword Hanging above His Head

Beneath the Light Herb Mountain.

The group of Zhi Zun looked forward to it. After waiting for midnight, it was already morning.

Ye Tianlong and Lu Gu started to worry for Dian Feng. They had not returned for a long time, and were truly worried.

However, they didn't dare to enter the formation. They could only wait here.

The Saint Array Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion also kept on praying