However, as they neared the circle, they still felt an inexplicable chill.
"Wait a moment. Why don't you call the land god over? He's familiar with the old mountain god."Pan Bao was the first to retreat. He was only called over by Ming Ze to ask for directions. This place did not have to be entered." Although the old mountain god is gone, he is still a god. I don't dare to enter!""Pan Bao hesitated for a moment before admitting defeat.
Although the mountain god was a god who guarded the entire mountain range, the mountain god was not without a temper, especially in the early years when there were always fights between immortals. It was common to set up defensive or even offensive arrays in their homes.
The tiny defense of an immortal was an unbearable pain for an ordinary demon. The long ears of the reed-like plants swayed in the wind, inexplicably creating a gloomy atmosphere on the sunny day.
