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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
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
In the pitch-black centre of the mountain, demon qi surged below as white flames gushed above. The demon qi contained endless malice, while the white flames twisted into countless howling faces. It was quite a sight of demonic cultivation.
The little phoenix assumed his human form again and watched this blankly. Suddenly, he felt an urge to go home. The outside world was far too dangerous, while the two beside him were dangerous risks among dangerous risks. If it were not for the fact that they had no interest in doing evil, the destruction they could cause to humanity would definitely be no less than the Soaring Locust King.
He shook his head firmly. If he had been frightened like this, why had he left Fire Melt mountain in the first place? He would have been better off spending his entire life in the phoenix’s nest. Then he began a new round of training, and the details of the training was to withstand this terrifying mental pressure through his own willpower.
All of the Skull Prayer Beads were repaired, and the skulls began to spit out the Samādhi Flames of White Bone instead. The raging flames constantly gathered, shrank, and collapsed, refining into a new Skull Prayer Bead.
Li Qingshan stood below. His sturdy body was clad in demon qi, just like a Demon Suppression Tower. Abruptly, he began to move, constantly moving between poses. His movements were extremely slow, drawing along the surging demon qi.
Whenever he completed a movement, he would leave behind an afterimage that would only disperse after quite some time. They were the poses of the Demon Suppression statues, but at a closer glance, they were also slightly different. They lacked the sense of pain and struggle the statues gave off and replaced it with a sense of wildness and recklessness. The former was about constant self-restraint and self-control, while the latter was about releasing everything and acting as he pleased.
He followed the proper order first, going from the first to the eighth statue, followed by the eighth statue to the first statue. After
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