"Hehe, is it your cultivators under your command? Just relying on them won't save you!"
Huang Laojiu pressed his palm downwards.
Behind him, the massive Bronze Demon Claw covered the sky and pressed towards the ground. Due to its immense size, each inch it moved down stirred a muffled roar in the void, as if this was not a Magical Treasure, but an Ancient Demon God reaching out from another world towards the Sky Water Continent.
Beside him, Murong Chu and others struck again, firmly pinning the figure in the white robe to the ground, intending to deliver a fatal blow with this attack!
Since Chen Sansi dared to come, how could he come without some trump card?
