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
Tu Wancheng sneered. “Is that it?”
Everything below Black Cloud city was within “Taowu’s” range of attack. He abandoned the Xuanwu army and locked onto Li Qingsham mentally. He threw a punch, which resembled the fall of a black mountain.
“Turning so large only makes you a sitting duck!”
That was not courage, but foolishness. Even when he was imbued with army qi and had transformed into an army god, he was not “Taowu’s” opponent, let alone now when he did not have any army qi. This punch alone would crush him to pieces. No matter how much he outperformed himself on the spot, he could not make up for this colossal difference in strength.
Ke Xin bit her lip and thought, No, he can’t win. He’s just sending himself to his death!
However, Li Qingshan disagreed with that. He pointed his blade to the space behind “Taowu” and said, “And this too!”
Tu Wancheng abruptly looked back, only to see the flames raze the distance, incinerating all the sacrifices and the remains, resentment, and howls.
When the Samādhi Flames of White Bone incinerated the final soul, the laws of the world were severed.
The demonic heavens that enveloped the battlefield receded rapidly, only leaving behind the blood-red swirl that spun away endlessly.
At that instant, all of the demonfolk panicked as if they had lost their protection.
With the will of the army in disorder, the army qi dispersed.
The might of the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous had decreased significantly as well.
With the formation’s decline, the Demon God weakened.
“Taowu’s” figure immediately shrank. His arm became much shorter as the fist slammed into Li Qingshan’s face.
The ground shattered and mist-like dust rose up, immediately scattered by the wind.
His scarlet hair danced madly in the wind. Li Qingshan stepped over the uneven ground and the shockwaves like he was treading on waves. He was unfazed.
Tu Wancheng panicked inside when he heard Ying Zhe’s message, Don’t panic. You’ve just lost the protection of the demonic heavens. You are still untouchable.
However, Tu Wancheng became
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