Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Qiu Haitang immediately revealed an enchanting smile. She agreed and said, “Good idea!”
E Feng’s expression twisted. His forehead bulged with veins. “Northmoon, don’t go too far with the harassment!”
“Don’t go too far with the harassment? Are you talking about me?” Northmoon asked Qiu Haitang beside him, “Do you think I’m harassing them?”
“Of course not!”
“Then I’ll get a little more serious with the harrassing. Eat it!”
Northmoon picked up a golden sycee and tossed it out casually. The mirror clone only possessed a portion of his power, but the strength of the ox demon was still terrifying despite the reduction.
The golden sycee contorted the moment he threw it out, turning into a streak of golden light and striking a cultivator in black’s protective arcane artifact before piercing through his body.
The cultivator in black lowered his head in disbelief and gazed at the hole through his chest. He let out a high-pitched cry, which was better described as out of fear than out of pain. He was not afraid of fighting others, but the feeling where he could be casually crushed had completely sapped his courage.
The golden sycee flew off into the distance, and only then did the sharp whistle arrive. Fierce wind rushed through the rooftop, and the expressions of all the cultivators changed. A single golden sycee could become a terrifying, lethal weapon in Northmoon’s hands. He could butcher Foundation Establishment cultivators like how he butchered chickens.
“We’ll go all out on him!” E Feng bellowed out, but there was not even a hint of confidence in his voice.
“Looks like you won’t eat all of this obediently. All I can do is help you out.”
A pair of beautiful, flame wings suddenly unfurled on his back. In the eyes of the spectators, he split into five in that moment, appearing beside E Feng and each of the four cultivators in black. Each figure only launched a single strike, either a convenient pat or a gentle poke.
The five cultivators in black who had leapt up to throw their lives at him all collapsed on the ground, but they were c
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