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 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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
The pagoda image shattered, and Xiao Chen’s body tumbled in space a few times. He vomited large amounts of blood as he continued heading for the King Grade warship.
“You run rather fast.”
A sullen voice came from behind Xiao Chen. A blurry, dark figure with black chains wrapped around its four limbs appeared in the distance.
A horrifying aura came from the dark figure, imposing enormous pressure. This was someone that Xiao Chen had absolutely no way of handling.
“Hu chi!” A fiery light suddenly flew in front of Xiao Chen. When it arrived, it blocked an incoming attack on him.
The light turned out to be the Heavenly Battle Palace’s Palace Master, Elder Bai. He held a sword in his hand that was completely scarlet. Flames surrounded it as he chopped at the strange black figure.
“Bang!”
This sword strike hacked the black figure that made it hard for Xiao Chen to breathe. Flames flared, looking extremely resplendent in the starry heavens.
Xiao Chen had landed on the King Grade warship’s deck before he clearly saw what that black figure was—an utterly black Demonic Corpse with a body like that of Frost Iron and no signs of lifeforce.
Far behind the Demonic Corpse, a Corpse Race old man holding a long whip and Elder Bai were at a standoff.
When the Corpse Race old man saw Elder Bai appear, he frowned heavily. Here is a grandmaster-level Martial Sage that has comprehended a will. This is rather problematic.
The old man swung his whip and, like magic, the Demonic Corpse with chains wound around its limbs quickly flew back to stand guard in front of him.
With a close look, one would discover on the chest of the Demonic Corpse a one-meter-long gash that would not heal no matter what was tried. Disgusting liquid flowed out nonstop from the wound.
This Elder Bai’s attack from earlier inflicted this wound.
“Scram, you human-not-human, ghost-not-ghost thing,” Elder Bai said discourteously.
Elder Bai felt extreme disgust at the Corpse Race. His expression became frighteningly sullen at the sight of that Demonic Corpse.
When the C
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