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
The clouds opened, and the moon burst through.
The moon was particularly large, hanging in the sky like a silver plate, leaving the place even brighter than daytime.
The demon city shook, and the buildings swayed. The demonfolk all rushed onto the streets, gazing at the moon in shock. This sight truly was rare.
Li Qingshan stood on the ruins, grasping the ancient bronze sword in a reverse grip in one hand as he clutched a broken arm in the other.
Even a lion would use its full strength to catch a rabbit, not to mention he was facing a Heretic God, even if he just looked like a pig.
Even a vicious tiger would not dare to be careless with a wild boar from the mountains.
He did not hold back at all, striking to kill right from the beginning. He understood the power of the ancient bronze sword the best. If Heretic God Baitun had responded just slightly slower, all that remained now would be a pig’s head.
“Sure enough, Heretic Gods aren’t that easy to kill.”
He casually tossed aside the arm, except Qian Rongzhi caught it conveniently. “Don’t just throw it away. This is a Heretic God’s arm.” Afterwards, she took a bite and sweet blood filled her mouth.
“Apart from the customs clearance documents, is there any other way?”
“There is, but you better deal with this pig first!” Qian Rongzhi buried her head in the pork trotter as she pointed at the sky.
Li Qingshan followed her finger and gazed out. Heretic God Baitun hovered above the moon. His pig face was extremely twisted, gazing at Li Qingshan and the ancient bronze sword in his hand resentfully. His face contorted again and again, unable to disguise his fright.
“Who exactly are you!?”
Actually, Heretic Gods and Human Immortals were the same. Their strongest aspect was their understanding and usage of laws. Even if they could not control a certain law as they pleased like true god and True Immortals, it was enough to completely separate them from regular cultivators.
And Heretic Gods in the Demon domain were like Battle Gods in the Asura realm. They received
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