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
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
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
The King of Southern Yue and the Great Banyan Tree King exchanged glances on the Silver Dragon King. They were both filled with deep fear and vigilance.
“Cancel the assembly!” The King of Southern Yue let out a heavy sigh, and the Great Banyan Tree King nodded silently. There was a hint of powerlessness in his deep, green eyes.
It was impossible for them to save Li Qingshan at the risk of infuriating an evil god. Even if they were willing to take that risk, there basically existed no chance for them to save him. The difference in strength and influence was far too great.
This was the might of a god. Even from who knew how many worlds away, all words they uttered were decrees.
Qingshan, even if the Dragon King of Ink Sea came for you, I could shelter you a little, but I’m really powerless over Qiongqi, the Great Banyan Tree King sighed inside.
The King of Southern Yue had never expected that it was a mere person, not this world, that caught Qiongqi’s attention either, and the world seemed so insignificant compared to him. He thought, Li Qingshan, oh Li Qingshan. Just what kind of secrets are you hiding?
The Silver Dragon King backed out of the huge shadow cast by the demonic clouds, expressing compliance to a god’s will. Under the glow of the moonlight, it glistened with silver light, but it also seemed to be enveloped in a shadow, losing its original lustre.
“What do we do?” Gong Yuan asked with a frown. Without assistance from the Silver Dragon King, there was almost no hope at all for them to break out of the formation from inside.
“I’m thinking.” Li Qingshan shrugged. They had escaped out of the frying pan into the fire, facing peril after peril, but his fighting spirit only rose.
Gong Yuan agreed to that and rested her head against his shoulder gently.
Thick demon qi pervaded the battlefield overlooked by the twelve Demon Gods. The Nine-headed King that was as large as a mountain raised his nine snake heads, wrapping around Li Qingshan. The eighteen snake eyes stared right at him as the brown torrents charged up in his m
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