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!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
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!
Clang!
Tiger’s Fang spiralled away, planting into the ground near Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan had heavily injured the Kings of Yin and Yang numerous times through his mirror clone, but Demon Kings all possessed great vitality, and they were standing in the Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous, so they could rapidly recover no matter what wounds they suffered.
Meanwhile, the power of the mirror clone was rapidly diminishing. Given the unfavourable circumstances, the Kings of Yin and Yang finally gained the upper hand and sent the blade flying.
In a short while, the mirror clone collapsed within the echoes of the demonic sound.
His final sliver of hope had been snuffed out, like the final glow of the setting sun sinking completely beneath the deep ocean and leaving behind eternal darkness.
Li Qingshan remained as calm and composed as before. The patches and brown discolouration spread freely, reaching all the way into his bones.
With a great thump, the Kings of Yin and Yang landed in the distance, gazing at him like a victor. The horrific slashes on their body healed at a visible rate as they sniggered. “Li Qingshan, you’ve suffered a defeat at our hand once again. How’s that? You must feel very unconvinced and find this very difficult to accept, right?”
“You’re wrong.” Li Qingshan shook his head gently. “Victory is victory. Defeat is defeat. There’s nothing difficult to accept.”
“Stop posing around. I’ll give you a quick one!”
“Sure!” Li Qingshan smiled.
The Kings of Yin and Yang took a step forward before stopping again. “Do you really think we’re that foolish? We’ll stand right here and watch as you die!”
Even when Li Qingshan seemed so feeble already as if he could be pushed over with a single finger, the Kings of Yin and Yang still refused to approach him.
Li Qingshan smiled. His gaze swept past the Kings of Yin and Yang, cast off in the direction of the Myriad Poison cult. He thought, I’m sorry. You’re going to be all alone!
Practising the mightiest abilities, fighting the strongest foes, sleeping with the most beautif
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