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)
“Ninth Brother, it is not your words that count in this world!”
Auspicious clouds churned in the sky. Looking like a bodhisattva descending upon the world, Yuan Zhen threw a palm strike at the blood moon.
The ninth altar appeared. The essence of the fragments of the eight shattered altars gathered and formed the ninth altar. Thousands of dragon images swarmed around it on the ground and soared up.
The Fourth Prince Wang Yun rejoiced as he stabbed his Yan Imperial Sword into the fierce sacred flames.
The repeated changes could no longer be simply described as the next wave arriving before the first wave ended. Instead, they were more like an endless storm with ten thousand waves surging to the sky.
Just as everyone felt shocked at the Ninth Prince Wang Yan’s arrival with a strong momentum, Yuan Zhen suddenly charged over. He used a vast Buddhist Might to shake the sky, attacking the blood moon.
Before anyone could see the results of the golden Buddha palm hitting the blood moon, the ninth altar suddenly formed. Then, a person that no one expected ascended the ninth altar while bathed in a Buddhist light.
One pair of eyes did not seem sufficient; everyone felt at a loss as to where to look.
Many thoughts filled everyone’s mind. The stunning chaos stupefied them.
“That is the legendary ninth altar!”
“To think that there really is a ninth altar…”
“Nine is the limit of digits, something that points to the peak and occupies great Luck. The Fourth Prince Wang Yun is really surprising. If he can perfectly merge his Great Dao into the Dragon Vein, he will become ridiculously strong.”
“The ninth altar does indeed occupy great Luck. However, one needs the right fate to be able to shoulder it.”
The many princes and guests were all flabbergasted at this sight in the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb, their minds short-circuiting for a while.
The instant Yuan Zhen appeared, the expression of Xiao Chen, on the Demon Blood Vulture, changed slightly.
Although Xiao Chen had been waiting for Yuan Zhen to appear, he never thought that Yuan Zhen would do so t
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