Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 590: Uncle and Nephew (2)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 18: The Vengeance of the Rats!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 294: New City
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 216: Do You Feel Uncomfortable?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1118- Space exception
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 920: First Kill
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 919: Broken Mirror
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1117- Sudden addition of people
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 589: Uncle and Nephew (1)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3814: Revisiting an Old Place
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 293: Door
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 215: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1116- Potion Box
Lin Sheng shouted so loud that he made himself dizzy. Spirit Reduction Powder had two uses. Externally, it could isolate the connection between a cultivator and the spiritual energy in the environment; internally, it temporarily weakened the power in a cultivator’s bloodline, his arcane energy and cultivation base.
But of course, such a despicable powder only affected Blood Refining Realm cultivators. Unfortunately, Lin Sheng happened to be in the effective range!
A black flying saber cut through the rain, like a specter suddenly appearing from the darkness. It jabbed straight toward Lin Sheng’s chest. The cultivator gave a loud battle cry, cast out a mid-grade flying sword and parried the flying saber far away.
But just as Lin Sheng blocked the attack, another flying sword was already halfway to Lin Sheng’s neck. Lin Sheng snorted and a handkerchief suddenly unfolded in front of him. The handkerchief wrapped around the flying sword and directed it elsewhere—the handkerchief was another mid-grade mystic instrument.
Under the powder’s effects, Lin Sheng’s arcane energy dwindled away and he could no longer cast his two mid-grade mystic instruments. It was at this moment that a cold wind surged from behind his head, and Lin Sheng, who had no time to react, was finally knocked out into the dark abyss of unconsciousness.
His last thought before blacking out was that whoever had ambushed him must be at Peak Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm—at the very least—since they could cast three mystic instruments all at once.
Little did he know, Lu Ping had actually casted a fourth mystic instrument—the jade bottle that was hovering above ground sprinkling the Spirit Reduction Powder into the air. He also casted a spell controlling the breeze to blow toward him!
Lu Ping fought hard to suppress the excitement in his heart. He expressionlessly cast a spell to disguise his face, Moving cautiously, he seized Lin Sheng’s interspatial pouch and the interspatial pouch of spirit stones.
Then, he cast the jade bottle and poured a few mouth
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