Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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)
Before Murong Yan and the others could decide, the people who started this—Zhong Li and Qin Aotian’s group—quickly ran away.
Qin Aotian’s group did not show any intention of staying to help. Perhaps they knew the horror of Yan Cangming and Zhen Yuan and felt that victory was impossible, so they used Xiao Chen and the others as shields.
“Leaving? Do you think you can leave? The Divine Dragon bloodline cultivators are indeed as shameless as before. Today, I will definitely kill you all!” Yan Cangming snorted coldly. He did not even look at Xiao Chen as he turned and chased after Zhong Li’s group.
Xiao Chen did not move. Zhen Yuan’s saber intent had already locked on to him.
A clash in aura did not permit Xiao Chen to make any changes.
“Touch of Death!”
As Yan Cangming moved his hand, countless strands of dragon-whisker-like black energy surrounded Zhong Li.
Zhong Li’s face sank. Black tentacles surrounded him. There was no escape.
“Rushing Cloud Hand!” Zhong Li roared while forming hand seals. Clouds surrounded him in layers as he threw palm strikes with both hands.
The clouds changed continuously, forming various mysterious phenomena as they charged out in all directions, looking very mighty.
However, once the clouds neared the black tentacles, the clouds’ mysterious phenomena corroded away, showing no effect.
“Thousand Cloud Flowery Rain, Falling Water Freezing!” Zhong Li’s expression changed slightly. His hands moved continuously, sending out more attacks.
The mysterious phenomena of the clouds turned to ice, and cold Qi spread out, sealing the black tentacles in ice.
“I blocked it.”
Zhong Li’s face lit up in joy. However, before the smile on his face could fade away, he saw Yan Cangming stretch out a hand to grab him.
“Crack! Crack!”
The layer of ice shattered. The thousands of black tentacles coalesced into a large tentacle hand, containing the mysteries of the Death Dao, grabbing at Zhong Li.
Everywhere the black tentacle hand passed, lifeforce faded. The surroundings turned scarily silent.
It’s over! Zhong Li
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