Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
Under the gazes of the twelve Demon Gods and four Demon Kings, Li Qingshan propped up his head with one arm and laid on his side within the surging demon qi, closing his eyes as if he was actually sleeping away soundly.
“You fools! How long do you want to make me wait?”
But a while later, Qiongqi’s bellow rang out in the Demon Kings’ seas of consciousness. The four Demon Kings all shuddered and returned to their senses. They could afford to wait, but Qiongqi could not. When he made his consciousness descend upon this world, every single second came at a price. He had not come to watch Li Qingshan sleep.
“Prepare to die! Li Qingshan!” The four Demon Kings dared not hesitate, striking together.
The nine colossal, vicious snake heads sprayed with surging torrents at the same time, sweeping over with rock, sand, and soil like nine flash floods. However, this was no regular flash flood. Instead, it was poisonous fluid that could corrupt souls and wash away the powers in weapons.
The Flying Zombie King pulled in his wings and dove down from the sky, like a black vulture on the hunt. The nails on his fingers jutted out like sharp, curved claws, pitch-black like ink and dripping with corpse poison.
The Kings of Yin and Yang opened their two mouths and emitted a sharp cry that resembled an infant’s sobs. The male and female voice chased after one another, merging together and actually arriving instantly. It enveloped Li Qingshan and entered him through every single pore, piercing his mind like the sounds of demons and ripping him apart.
Li Qingshan frowned slightly as if he had been stunned by the sound and immobilised. There was a black flash, and the Flying Zombie King’s pitch-black claws grabbed his head.
We’ve won! The Flying Zombie King beamed with joy inside. The might of his talons were no weaker than demonic treasures, and they became even more powerful within the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous. Let alone a body of flesh, they could even rip apart flying swords forged from metal.
Soon afterwards, the surging t
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