C367 He Killed with a Flick of His Finger.

This door is his memory, and there are memories of the past. It was the first time he had walked out of a small village under Kunlun Mountain.

On the other side of the door, there was his grandfather, and people of the same bloodline as him.

The ten great god servants behind him were just like him. They were once the descendants of the Guo family