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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
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
The rest of the group watched as the daoist attacked. A trace of gloom flashed across someone's glabella, but he did not speak up to intervene. As foreign cultivators, they naturally had numerous conflicts among themselves. However, facing Chen Chao, this martial artist, they were all able to put aside their past grudges at this moment, and unite against the outsider.
The daoist came with unmasked killing intent; it was abnormally terrifying. Furthermore, it did not give Chen Chao much time to react at all.
The vast expanse of white mist was scattered in all directions by this powerful aura.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"Stop!"
A middle-aged man in a blue official robe appeared at the scene. Without seeing any action from him, he had already arrived between the two from afar. The blue official robe fluttered in the strong wind, making a rustling sound. But, the middle-aged official showed no signs of fear. Instead, he raised his palm, and countless qi surged from his sleeves at the same time to meet the daoist's killing move.
The palms of the two traversed through the endless qi, ultimately colliding. Two terrifying waves of energy instantly surged from their palms, spreading out in all directions. The middle-aged official's face resembled the surface of a lake being brushed by a strong wind; with waves rippling out layer by layer. The daoist's complexion, on the other hand, turned somewhat pale, and he involuntarily took several steps back before stabilizing himself not far away, although his body still could not resist swaying.
In their brief exchange, he had clearly fallen to a disadvantage. This time, the two did not use any magic artifacts or daoist spells; they relied solely on their cultivation realm. In other words, it compared their years of cultivation. But in this comparison, the middle-aged official evidently had the upper hand, displaying a steady aura that forcibly repelled the daoist.
"An academy cultivator?"
After that daoist stabilized himself, he looked at that middle-aged official with a
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