C447 Identity, Master of Gate of Creation

"Tsk tsk, these few little bastards of the Gate of Creation, no matter what, it's impossible for you all to escape from my palms!"

Behind them, over 10 warriors rushed over, led by a white haired sinister looking old man. The old man's face was scarred with a sinister look, and he had a cold smile on it. High Martial King's powerful cultivation had been suppressed