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
Within the deep and dark cavern, only a single beam of light poured in. Li Qingshan lay within the shattered rock with his limbs sprawled out. He saw stars.
Every inch of his body moaned; every single nerve cried out. Even his soul was heavily injured, unable to even move a finger. It just trembled away extremely quickly. Even his face was rather blurred. He silently digested the power behind that punch.
“Taowu’s” strength was far too great. He could basically crush everything.
He had almost been disabled by that punch. If Tu Wancheng had not been as confident and followed up with a few more punches, he really would have been beaten to death.
Even to him, there was no such thing as safety in such a large-scale battle, let alone confidence in absolute victory.
But fortunately, he had grown accustomed to this a long time ago. He wandered on the verge of death time and time again, chasing after hope in despair.
The fighting spirit in his eyes became even heavier. So what if he had been launched away by a punch? He only needed to climb up and keep going. The soldiers were still fighting a bloody battle up ahead. He had never suspected whether they could carry his order out to the very end.
He endured the urge to stand up immediately and rush out. He needed to wait for his wounds to recover, so he sought help in the meantime. “Xiao An, if you still don’t come, I’m going to be beaten to death soon.”
A Skull Prayer Bead rolled out from his clothes, turning into a tiny Skeleton Demon. It let out a strange cackle as its teeth clashed, spitting out a stream of Samādhi Flames of White Bone that formed two words in the air. “I’m here.’
Li Qingshan smiled. Now that was his true trump card. He had not joined this battle to die.
The small world circulated even faster. Earth, fire, wind, and water cycled endlessly, rapidly healing him from body to soul.
At the same time, dim, blue light flickered in his eyes, forming a delicate hexagon like two tiny pieces of the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell. He used the Profound Light Illuminates All to o
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