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
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Chapter 1445: Profit from Misfortune!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Let's go! This Origin Immortal Formation should be able to last for about an hour. After that, the other formation will begin to operate again. We need to get out of here."
Wang Chong's calm voice resounded in everyone's ears.
While everyone else was stunned, Wang Chong remained calm. He stepped forward, following the Demonic Emperor Old Man and the Wushang Village Chief deeper into the depths.
This method of disrupting the metallic storm was just a small trick. An hour was its absolute limit. It was best if they left this dangerous region as quickly as possible.
"Run!"
"Follow them!"
Whoosh! Gravel and rock sprayed from the pit walls as the members of the group used various methods to keep up with Wang Chong and the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
"Wonderful!"
"Just which supreme martial artist was able to stop these metal blades?"
"Let's go! The formation must have stopped on its own! How could a martial artist possibly have done such a thing? You're talking nonsense!"
At the same time, countless martial artists elsewhere began to rush into the depths. Wang Chong had created an extremely rare chance, and thousands of martial artists began to advance at full speed.
Nine thousand meters, ten thousand meters… at this depth, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of dread, and what was even more frightening was that there was still no end.
The mere thought of a pit more than ten thousand meters deep was terrifying.
Thump!
Suddenly, a martial artist behind Wang Chong swayed and toppled over, striking the wall before plunging into the bottomless abyss.
"Zhou Chi!" another martial artist cried out.
But this martial artist had fallen too quickly for anyone to save him in time.
"You should stop here! The air here is extremely thin. Only those of the Saint Martial realm should follow. The rest should go back," the Demonic Emperor Old Man warned. Even with his cultivation, he still felt uncomfortable, so one could imagine how th
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