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!
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)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The dazzling firelight poured out every single window of the Scorching Fire hall like a torch, illuminating the black clouds, melting the flying snow, and attracting the attention of countless soldiers.
“I will burn you to ash!”
Li Liehuo ground his teeth. His eyes glowed like cinders and scorching flames surged out from his every pore, twisting the air like he had become a god of fire as he approached Li Qingshan step by step.
Li Qingshan raised his head slightly and smiled. “What if I’m telling the truth?”
“Then I’ll let you be the captain!”
Within the furious bellow that resembled a fire dragon’s roar, Li Liehuo lunged over. Only sixty metres separated them, but he immediately accelerated into a blazing meteor, about to destroy Li Qingshan completely.
Swoosh!
With a wave of his hand, a great flag whistled out. He grabbed the pole that was as thick as a column. The black flag rippled in the heat waves, displaying the word that was written on there—massacre!
Li Liehuo suddenly came to a halt. He widened his eyes and stared at the flag. Clearly, this was not the first time he had seen it. That was the main flag to the central army led by the commander of Cold Blood pass, Tu Wancheng!
TL: Tu Wancheng means to massacre a myriad of cities. Massacre is essentially Tu Wancheng’s surname.
Who knew how much blood and dead souls had been used to refine the flag, and who knew how many battles it had gone through. Even though it had been sliced in half along the pole, the brutal army qi of slaughter still lingered on it. It definitely could not be a fake.
“This is impossible!”
“Calm down, or you’re going to burn it, and I’ll be left with no evidence.”
Li Qingshan blew out some of the sparks on the flag. He had casually found this in the vast expanse of ruins. He could sense the exceptional aura inside, so he brought it back with him.
Li Liehuo snatched over the flag and studied it with his scorching gaze. He noticed the smooth cut on the pole, and his eyes immediately lit up. “Xuanwu blade aura! Hah, Chao Tianjiao gave this to you, didn’t
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