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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Chapter 1126: The Stone of Destiny's Warning
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Bang!
Qutaybah stepped forward, covering a hundred feet with every stride. As he passed the six-meter-tall golden bell, there was a slight ripple of emotion in his cold and emotionless eyes.
Qutaybah was powerful and proud. His personality meant that he disdained using such schemes to imprison any of his opponents.
But such thoughts remained in Qutaybah's mind for only a brief moment before vanishing.
In the end, the overall mission was far more important that the likes or dislikes of a single person. Qutaybah's self-esteem was on the same level as his desire for victory.
"No one is permitted to kill this man. I will take him back to Baghdad to personally dispose of him!"
Qutaybah glanced at Dusong Mangpoje next to the golden bell, and then he flashed away, moving with his deceptive speed toward the front.
On the ground, Dusong Mangpoje was frozen. Although he didn't know Arabic, he could faintly guess at a few things from Qutaybah's expression. Dusong Mangpoje simply gave a self-deprecating laugh and said no more.
The Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple had only given him the method to activate the golden bell and put away the golden bell. He could do nothing else. From the moment the Demonic Emperor Old Man had been engulfed by the Sacred Bell, Dusong Mangpoje had actually been left with nothing to do.
As Dusong Mangpoje was thinking to himself, Qutaybah and his strides of one hundred feet were rapidly approaching the front.
Rumble!
God's Might buzzed and droned in the air, and then suddenly, it unleashed a massive beam of golden Sword Qi that thundered toward the Nine Dragon Blood Formation.
Unlike the first attack, this one was so heavy and firm that it did not seem like Sword Qi, but hundreds of thousands of mountains stacked upon each other, crushing down onto the soldiers.
"Move out!"
Both the Wushang Village Chief and the black-armored guard had long awaited this moment. With two explosions, the two of them
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