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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
“Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!”
Li Qingshan tapped the ice with his knuckle three times, completely unafraid of the coldness. Compared to his main body, his Yin Demon was far too feeble.
With a crack, fractures spread quickly, and the ice shattered loudly.
Rāhu Xiaoming burst out of the ice. Standing within the pieces, he had no idea what to say.
Li Qingshan patted him on the shoulder and smiled. “No need to thank me.”
Rāhu Xiaoming shook away his hand rudely. “Hmph, even without you, I still could have broken free.”
“That’s true. How can the likes of us remain trapped in the hands of insects for long?” Li Qingshan passed his cosmic pouch and slingshot over. “There’s still a long road ahead, so lend me your help again!”
“No problem!”
Rāhu Xiaoming smiled. He raised his right arm into the air and balled his fist. Endless darkness enveloped the stone room, gushing towards him like it was tangible and dispersing all of the icicles in his body.
Within the strange sound of growing bones, his body extended. His torso became wider and more rigid as his arms lengthened and became filled with power. He was like a perfect creation of nature, born to kill.
His eyebrows were straight and sharp, his gaze was like an ominous god’s, giving off a sense of malice. His handsome face immediately became viciously twisted, yet it also gave off the hint of a divine nature. It seemed like he possessed the boundless might to cut down all the obstacles in his path.
The fourth heavenly tribulation was the first fruit of attainment for buddhism and the roots and shoots of immortality, but to him, someone that was already a god, it was the first step to completely recovering his strength. He began to demonstrate the bearing of a god again.
Moving about a little, he muttered to himself, “Yeah, there’s still a long road ahead. How can I idle here for too long?”
……
At the same time, over five thousand kilometres away, an azure cloud and a dark cloud shot through the sky.
The peng’s feathers were like clouds, coloured like the azure sky. With a gentle flap, the atmosphe
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