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!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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)
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and punched the incoming set of bells eight times. Every time he hit it, a loud ring resounded everywhere, shaking the sky and ground, scattering the clouds.
After eight punches, his purple hair dimmed somewhat. The set of bells shattered, but Gao Baiyu’s figure had already vanished from sight, so Xiao Chen did not give chase.
Xiao Chen circulated the Azure Dragon Body Nourishing Art as he made hand seals. The shattered pieces of the bells turned into beams of light, which he swallowed up.
He closed his eyes to digest what he just consumed. Then, he opened his eyes and said, “It somewhat feels like that weak trace of Dragon Energy is not that indistinct anymore.”
In hindsight, he had consumed two King Grade Secret Treasures, yet this Azure Dragon Body Nourishing Art had so little effect. This is really frustrating.
“Brother Ye, save me! Wuwuwu, I’m about to be chased to death. This bunch of bastards! I already said that I’m innocent!”
Xiao Chen turned his head back and saw that the warship of Xing Qingyun had been dismantled to the point where only a plank remained.
Xing Qingyun hugged that plank of wood as he fled in the air in a sorry state. All his clothes were tattered. He looked remarkably like a refugee in a miserable situation.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, “Alliance Chief, do not panic. Ye Chen is coming.”
These cultivators were just a mob of useless troops. When Xiao Chen fought them, he naturally did not have to put in much effort. He killed most of the King Killing Alliance, other than those that he was too lazy to chase.
As Xing Qingyun organized the spatial rings that Xiao Chen handed to him, he smiled until he felt pain and snot dripped out of his nose. He could not help it. The moment his lips moved, his wounds would hurt—so badly that he wanted to die. However, he still could not help but smile constantly.
“Haha! I’m rich! After being a loose cultivator for ten-odd years, I have never felt this happy before! Ouch! This is really painful! That bunch of people did not hol
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