C775 Seven death gates?

Thank you, Gao Yunhao, for leaving! Big flowers!

"Ahh!" The golden-red demon general drooped his head in dejection. He could only accept this horrifying fate, and his eyes were full of regret.

"Why, why did such a heaven defying person appear, regretting, really regretting, why did he provoke Zhang Dongcheng?!"

The seven of them each chose a city gate, fearfully pushing it open