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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
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
Chapter 1347: Many Ants Gnawing at the Dragon!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Cries of alarm came from the people on the summit, and some disciples began to retreat. Only Wang Chong remained unperturbed.
"Kan position, the dragon body, ten inches!" Wang Chong suddenly said.
Bang!
There was a thunderous boom as at least three of the sword formations struck the dragon's body.
The Black Yin Ancestor had been completely focused on battling Ouyang Changheng, but at this moment, he paled.
"Li position, dragon body, four inches!"
Four sword formations quickly fired off milky-white bolts of Sword Qi toward another place on the black dragon's body.
"Zhen position, dragon body, nine inches!
"Duan position, dragon body, two inches!
"Qian position, dragon body, six inches!"
As the wind gusted around him, Wang Chong remained focused on that fingernail-sized black dot on the black dragon's body.
Wherever the black dot moved, Wang Chong would have the sixteen sword formations attack it.
The Black Yin Ancestor originally paid this little mind, but gradually, his complexion soured.
These Righteous Alliance disciples that were nothing more than fleas to him were constantly attacking the places where his Stellar Energy was weakest. In normal circumstances, the Black Yin Ancestor would have hardly cared, but the constant attacks on his weakest spots were constantly draining away his Stellar Energy. More importantly, these attacks were beginning to affect the flow of energy in his body.
And the effects were only getting more obvious as time went on.
How could this be?!
As he sensed those constant attacks of the Righteous Alliance disciples constantly wearing away at his Stellar Energy, the Black Yin Ancestor clenched his teeth, a look of disbelief on his face.
This was not his first clash with the Righteous Alliance. In the past, even when there were even more disciples than now, they had never been able to pose a threat to him.
But this time, these Righteous Alliance disciples seemed to have undergone
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