Hearing Yang Feng's words, the blind coachman was startled and shouted: "Young Master, are we really going to go there?"

With the sensing of the blind coachman, this group of auras is almost all powerful people in the Nascent Soul realm.

Oh my God!

Yang Feng actually asked him to go over and take a look at dozens of powerful people in the Nascent Soul realm.

Although the blind coachman was a little worried, he still rushed over with two monsters.

Yang Feng stood on the horse, his face filled with confusion.

Yang Feng said to himself: "Why did these guys go to the Monster Mountains again? And looking at them all, they all look like they have seen ghosts. What exactly happened?"

At this moment, the blind coachman shouted in surprise: "No! Young Master, the group of strong men have discovered us and are rushing towards us now. They are very fast!"

Although his son is the legendary god of death Yang Feng, he is just a strong man in the Nascent Soul realm.

Now dozens of powerful people in the Nascent Soul realm rushed over, which forced the blind coachman to fear.

Hearing the blind coachman's words, Yang Feng smiled and said, "Don't be nervous!"

At this moment, dozens of figures rushed over.

The powerful aura emitted from their bodies made the faces of the cultivators around them change drastically, and many cultivators began to avoid them.

At this time, in the sun, dozens of figures wearing golden human-shaped puppets looked very dazzling.
Chapter completed!