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
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The group moved very quickly. After ten steps the grave guards on the two sides of the corridor instantly “came to life” and headed for the cultivators.
The dark-skinned Huge Elephant Race man who led the charge was not as weak as the rest imagined.
When the Huge Elephant Race cultivator threw a punch, he immediately exploded the head of one of the statues that leaped down.
His wide swings and ferocious style had a very natural advantage in this environment. When the Huge Elephant Race man barged through, he swept everything before him.
However, despite the Huge Elephant Race man’s ferocious strength, if the winding corridor continued for long, he might end up exhausting his Vital Qi and dying miserably.
“This place can’t stop me!”
The fatso laughed loudly. His body seemed like a rubber ball with the grave guards that leaped down continuously bouncing off him. Although his method looked comical, he would soon catch up with the dark-skinned man in front.
On the other hand, the middle-aged couple, who executed that beautiful sword art earlier, was finding it hard to handle this environment. Unlike the Huge Elephant Race cultivator, their every step was very arduous.
However, the couple worked very well together. Although they moved slowly, they were not in any danger. All sorts of sword images appeared around them, forming a screen of swords that kept the grave guards out.
The old man with the straw cape took out a fishing pole and sighed, “Even at my age, I still have to compete with the youths. This is really not easy.”
Although the old man said that, he did not hesitate to use his fishing pole at all. Given his combat experience, he applied the special characteristics of this corridor to his advantage.
Every time the old man made a move, he stopped at appropriate points, expending the least amount of energy to destroy the grave guards without any wasted effort at all.
The incredibly alluring Venom Spider Race woman appeared to have a somewhat difficult time in this corridor. The environme
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