"Director Shen, take a look, this is Eight Hundred Miles of Qin Mountain."
Outside Immortal Ridge, a group of players entered and immediately felt the terrible danger.
Countless eyes shot from all directions like arrows that could pierce through the body!
Lin Fan uncomfortably twisted his neck while his Sixth-rank Martial Artist's internal energy firmly protected his entire body—but it wasn't of much use.
Those daring to venture deep into Qin Mountain or trying to seize a chance were at least Seventh Grade Martial Artists; Sixth grade was not uncommon!
Although the players were happy to have a large event near their doorstep, sadly, each of them held little power.
The individual players and small guilds were killed off on the outer perimeter of Qin Mountain.
Those who could enter the scope of Immortal Ridge and see that skyward pillar of light were definitely elite players!
In this small team, players like Jiang Shang, Xie Biqi, and Zhang Xuanyi were the main force.
