Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
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Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 947: Hibernation (Teaser)
Without the Genesis Cloud, Tang Jie's original body was now free, and he threw a punch at Flowing Wind.
Flowing Wind was powerless to stop this strike.
Knowing that he was about to die, Flowing Wind shouted, "Master will avenge me!"
Boom!
The thunderous punch obliterated Flowing Wind.
He didn't come back.
Drawing back his fist, Tang Jie indifferently commented, "That has nothing to do with you."
"Husband!" Xu Miaoran flew over, holding the avatar.
Half of Tang Jie's avatar had been pulverized by that finger strike. If this had been an ordinary attack, even a law cultivator would be able to recover from these injuries, but this had clearly been the attack of some Gold Immortal. Any sliver of energy that touched one would cling like a maggot to the bone, preventing the wound from being healed. The avatar's condition was worsening.
Fortunately, there was the original body. The two became one, and the body cultivator's blood energy began to slowly nourish the avatar.
Flowing Wind had been slain, so the battle was basically settled.
On the
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