Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Gong Yangyu’s victory was beautiful, a great morale booster.
However, in reality, the Dragon’s Gate’s situation did not change at all. Wu Yun was just one of the core Elders of the Blood Clad Sect. Above the core Elders were eight Law Enforcers and the Vice Sect Master, Can Minghuo.
Furthermore, there were still the three Dragon Kings and the Seven Distinguished Dragon Marquises, who already wore the Blood Clad Battle Armor. Finally, there was the Western Sea Dragon King, whose strength was now unfathomable.
The Blood Clad Sect’s strength far surpassed that of the Dragon’s Gate. The situation was not something that could be turned around just with the fights of one or two individuals.
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At the same time, Xiao Chen’s cultivation of the Cycle Arts on the desolate island at sea had also reached the most critical moment.
The seven lights of the seven different states looked solid, like ribbons drifting about in Xiao Chen’s surroundings.
As the various states circled him, the entire island materialized different mysterious phenomena.
Mountains and rivers shattered; smoke rose from blazing fires. Arrows were stuck in the sandy ground strewn with soldiers covered in wounds.
Two armies faced off against each other, and the killing continued. Everyone’s eyes were all red.
All this was the so-called history, continuously evolving through killing.
This was the mysterious phenomenon materialized from the state of massacre. After a while, the scene changed.
Various damaged cities appeared amid the killing, showing signs of destruction. Civilization was trampled upon, mountains and rivers leveled. This was the mysterious phenomenon materialized from the state of destruction, the destruction that came after the killing.
Then, the scene changed again. There were people crying in pain amid the rubble. Flocks of condors flew through the scarlet sky. The fading songs in the air were suffused with grief.
Countless people silently displayed their distress to the sky, showing faces of despair.
After despair was the death of countless
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