C1273 Pocket Pocket Pocket Pocket

"Someone's coming." Dian Feng sat in the middle of the air, staring at the Immortal Graveyard.

A few figures flew out from the Zhongzhou and dived into the starry sky.

Several Spiritual Sense swept over, searching for the three of them.

"Quick, activate the formation and block the pursuers!" They found out about Dian Feng and the other two. Ehh, they should be the quasi Emperor of Zi Wei