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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The Blood Shaman Resentful Spirit stared at the Mosquito Daoist, the Fly Daoist, and Chang Ming.
Although the three could not see into the crimson robes, they could not help shivering, feeling like a venomous snake was eyeing them.
“He has targeted us!” The Mosquito Daoist’s expression changed.
“All those that the Blood Shaman Resentful Spirit target in the Corpse Mound World get eaten by it, except the Corpse Worm Heavenly Demon,” the Fly Daoist said, his expression changing.
“However, you are both in the ninth-layer Upper Heavenly Palace Realm. Why do you…,” Chang Ming asked anxiously.
As the Blood Shaman Resentful Spirit stared at them, Chang Ming felt intense unrest. However, he still could not understand. This Blood Shaman Resentful Spirit was just a resentful spirit. How could it be so powerful?
“What do you know? The Blood Shaman Resentful Spirit is accomplished in the divine Dao. We are just doing it through brute force and skills. It possesses the true might of the divine Dao. Besides the peak master, no one can do anything to it,” the Fly Daoist said anxiously.
“However, it is now interested in us and is going to open its mouth. Ah! Oh no! Attack quickly!” the Mosquito Daoist exclaimed.
The Blood Shaman Resentful Spirit suddenly opened its mouth. It had a human-like face within the hood, but the mouth suddenly enlarged over tenfold. Now, it seemed that only two rows of saw-like crimson teeth remained in the hood. A suction immediately appeared, trying to draw everyone.
“Attack!” the Fly Daoist shouted anxiously.
Boom! Boom!
The Fly Daoist and Mosquito Daoist threw a palm strike with all their might. The blood sea below kicked up overwhelming blood waves. However, the two palm strikes seemed to pass through the Blood Shaman Resentful Spirit, not touching it.
“Be careful!”
The three quickly dodged at the same time.
The massive mouth narrowly missed the three as it bit down where the three had been.
Boom!
The bite tore space. The teeth ripped the three’s clothes, taking a small chunk of flesh
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