Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
As a newly-accepted inner disciple of the Myriad sect, the Qingyang Master was also standing in the crowd, but he was still rather proud about his current identity, so he stood relatively further away.
When he heard Li Qingshan’s name, his heart lurched as well. He never expected to meet him in person so soon too. When he heard the words “Demon God”, he could already sense that something was amiss, but apart from casting two protective techniques, he did not have the time to do anything else. He did not possess the courage to desert the battle either. When the other inner disciples launched their attacks, he could only follow along too.
At this moment, he widened his eyes fearfully, watching in disbelief as the lofty direct disciple was slain on the spot. He also vaguely made out the criss-crossing white lines in the air.
The white lines passed by like an extremely sharp scythe through a wheat field. The inner disciples in front of him all collapsed.
He rapidly retreated, immediately moving several dozen metres back. However, the criss-crossing white lines had already arrived before his eyes, enveloping everything and completely undodgeable.
I’m done for!
At this moment, the white lines gradually twisted and thickened before suddenly vanishing into the air, replaced by shrill howls.
As it turned out, each white line was a wind blade. Every wind blade turned into a great gust of wind and formed a true storm together.
With a bang, his two protective techniques shattered. The Qingyang Master was clearly shooting backwards, but he felt like he had just struck a wall. Blood spurted from his mouth violently, which was blown back into his face as soon as it left his mouth. He was blown away.
His face was covered in blood and his body wracked with pain, but at that moment, he only felt the joy of surviving.
Rumble! There was a thunderous boom.
The storm was no longer tied down in any shape or form. It completely released its energy, blowing away several dozen buildings like it was unstoppable. Tiles and splinter
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