Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 888 - Flame Dragon God's Exchange
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 742- Finally meeting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 769: Battle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 196 - A Brilliant And Dazzling Explosion
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 03.10 - Good Sunny Days
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 069: The Utterly Defeated Ji Dihong
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 155: Salt Man
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 251: See It To the End
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 406.2: Traversing a Thousand Mountains Alone - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3718: Supreme Sword Qi
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 071.2: The Various Uses of the All the World’s Evils, Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 30: Caving In
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 250: Kill Him It Is
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 741- Ye Zhongming's item
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 887 - Returning to the Secret Land
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 740- A partnership that would affect the future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 768: Shocking Development
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 195 - Finally In!
One of Miliped’s long, spiny legs tore through the air and stabbed over like a spear. The zombie dodged it dexterously, almost no different from a living person.
The Lone Grave Elder stood in the distance with a cold expression. At this level of corpse refining, he no longer refined mindless puppets. There was no need for him to actively control it.
He had dug up thousands of graves and eventually found the ancient corpse of a disciple of the school of the Military in a general’s cemetery. Back then, the corpse was already close to zombifying. He spent a tremendous effort to suppress its free will and refined it into an Ancient Bronze Corpse General in the end.
Not only was it immune to fire, water, and regular weapons, but its combat awareness from when it was alive remained too. It was equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Whenever he fought against people, he just had to summon it, and the battle would basically be two against one.
Failing to achieve anything with a punch, the Ancient Bronze Corpse General threw out another punch. With a series of thunderous thumps, the shell on Milliped’s belly cracked and bled.
Milliped writhed in pain, suddenly breaking free from the restraint of one of the green vines and biting at the golden pheasant above him.
The golden pheasant flapped its wings and tried to climb higher into the air. Suddenly, it felt a tug on its tail. Milliped had clamped down on the golden pheasant’s tail feathers, throwing it against the rocks with a swing of his head.
Milliped was so powerful that he seemed unstoppable, shocking the Golden Pheasant Elder. This Daemon General’s strength is actually so great. He made up his mind to cut his losses. Golden feathers rained down from the sky as the golden pheasant climbed higher, hovering above the pit. It had lost most of its tail feathers, such that its tail was almost bald.
The Golden Pheasant Elder called out, “Green Vine, since when were your techniques so useless? Are you trying to kill us?”
“You have absolutely no idea. This wretche
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