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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 196: Witness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 274: Home
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1082- Another space
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 902: The Function of Belief
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 901: System
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 306 - Blowing Things Out Of Proportion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1081- Small trick
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 6: Graduation Ceremony!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 572: Your Highness is Buying a Clay Figurine
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 216: Why Aren’t You Cussing Anymore?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 195: Methods
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 273: Treatment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080.5- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 900: All Life (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 305 - Tales About Lin Moyu
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 571: Discussing Business
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 215: On the City Walls
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Everything happened very quickly. When the fruit matured, Death King Tree moved its body. Thee fruits broke off from the crown, and white threads stretched from the top and bottom of the fruit.
The threads were thin but tough and connected with the threads around. Very quickly, the fruits formed a giant space. The fruits were connected points.
People didn’t understand what was happening, and even Saint Father was serious.
World Nature had given him a huge impression. If Death King Tree were also a level nine expert, it would be tough for him to break out.
These fruits started to move and fly toward the Saint Father.
Professor He wasn’t as injured as before and recovered nearly instantly. The few broken bones healed, and the terrifying healing abilities were shown.
It flew into the sky and headed toward the Saint Father.
The researchers that were monitoring looked at the data nervously. Many people were calculating.
“How much vitality is left?”
“170%. The cell splitting speed is over the limit to maintain self-healing and not lose comb
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