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!
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
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
Qiao Xipeng’s mid-grade mystic instrument was blown to shreds from the blast. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards a far distance. He was in bad shape, his clothes tattered from the impact.
The severely injured Qiao Xipeng couldn’t care less about the spirit snake’s condition anymore. He quickly reached for his interspatial pouch and took out a few jade bottles, pouring out medicinal pellets to consume.
As he raised his hand and tilted his head, ready to stuff the medicinal pellets into his mouth, he was suddenly stunned with shock!
Unknown as to when, a three-feet long metal cube loomed above him, overshadowing his figure and blocking his view of the sky. The name of the mystic instrument was clearly visible on the bottom, glowing with a deep light.
Qiao Xipeng had no time to consume the medicinal pellets anymore as Landslide was already swinging down with a mountain-heavy momentum.
Qiao Xipeng made a strange noise, it was too late to evade Landslide’s attack now. He had to brace for impact. Although his shield mystic instrument was shattered, as a Blood Condensation Realm expert, he naturally had more than just one defensive mystic instrument.
A tree-crown-looking mid-grade mystic instrument flew out from his interspatial pouch. It flew above his head and grew into a huge tree that sheltered him underneath.
However, as Landslide rammed down, creaking sounds could be heard. The branches of the big tree were crushed by Landslide and its trunk cracked apart, looking like it would collapse at any moment.
Qiao Xipeng watched as his mystic instrument was slowly squashed flat. He infused his arcane energy into the tree mystic instrument, but it was like fighting against an iron wall. The opposing force from Landslide was so immense that his pallid face turned red again. His chest tightened up and breathing suddenly became difficult. It was incredibly uncomfortable.
Qiao Xipeng shouted in anger, “High-grade mystic instrument! Who’s the shameless prick attacking this Granddaddy Qiao!? Are you not afraid o
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