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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
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
The blue-robed quasi-Emperor’s forehead lit up as he threw a palm strike. A bright light exploded out behind him as his Heavenly Laws surged, preparing to enter the void to force out Lan Shaobai.
When this energy struck Lan Shaobai, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.
“The spatial talent of the Asura Race is really difficult to deal with. If I allow you to grow some more, I won’t be able to do anything to you. However, you can die now!”
The blue-robed quasi-Emperor locked down space with his Heavenly Laws. Lan Shaobai could no longer flee. It looked like this quasi-Emperor’s palm strike would land on Lan Shaobai, and the consequences would be dire.
Just as the blue-robed quasi-Emperor’s palm wind hit Lan Shaobai, an incredibly enormous shadow shrouded the world.
A great wind blew. It was a legendary Holy Beast, the Kun Peng, with its wings spread out and covering the sky.
Xiao Chen transformed into a Kun Peng and flung out his arms, spreading his wings. Then, he threw a punch, charging over to the front.
The intent that he materialized consisted of only one word—hatred. Hating the sky for being too low, hating the low sky, only hating the sky for being too low and not allowing me to fly high enough!
Xiao Chen executed the Kun Peng Fist. He soared up, spreading wings. Although he attacked later, by using the might of hatred, he intercepted the blue-robed quasi-Emperor’s attack on Lan Shaobai.
How strong was a quasi-Emperor’s attack? It stirred up winds and clouds, moving the world.
A large amount of water billowed up, giving rise to a storm. A strong force barreled out, the subsequent waves tossing the surrounding warships into the air and sending them tumbling over.
Even the Dragon’s Gate’s warship became airborne, but it did not roll over.
After punching, Xiao Chen retreated a hundred steps on the water. With each step, he dissipated some of the force from the clash. Waves rose and fell. The fluctuating energy could easily annihilate a city.
The Heavenly Laws merged with the world. By lifting his hand, this quas
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