C157 You pretend to be you pretend to be me

"My fellow disciples, each of you can protect five s. This is our bottom line, at the very least, you have to leave us a path of survival!"

The person who walked forward to converse with Fang Qi and the others was a cultivator at the great circle of the Golden Core realm. He was middle-aged, with bronze colored skin, and his voice sounded turbid and imposing