Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
I, The Dragon Overlord
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3595: Zhou Dan
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Chapter 632.2: Trust Me (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 351- Undead Hill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 350- Secret Realm's meeting gift
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 687 - This Big Brother Is a Little Strong
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 626: City Annihilation
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 07 Chapter 157: Deity Seizing Hall
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 57: Misjudging The Circumstances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 244: Still Somewhat Different
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 155: Alice, Do You Want to Meet My Parents?
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 002.1: Noble Phantasm: Ancestor, Save Me! Part 1
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 58 - Dekan's Unusual Transformation
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 57 - Croix's Dilemma
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3594: Switching the Balls
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 868: I'm Here
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 349- Kill you next time
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 686 - New Generation of Experts
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 348- Fighting female soldier
The sandy pulp of the watermelon was extremely sweet. Perhaps because it had been born in this paradise, the juice oozed with happiness.
As “Eggborn” ate, he could not help but giggle away. He seemed to have never felt so relaxed and happy in his life. Suddenly, his cheek felt a little warm and moist. He wiped it and licked it, yet it was salty and bitter.
“What is this?”
He blinked his eyes. His jade-green eyes were like a foundation as more and more salty, bitter fluid covered his face. It never ended.
Perhaps because he was not born in this paradise and had been soaked in pain, he could only produce this bitter fluid.
His chest felt heavy as if something was trying to get out. His little face scrunched up, and he let out a growl that seemed almost non-human.
Green light spread out as waves, making the plants grow vigorously, entangling together and killing one another.
Like an ostrich, he buried his head within the melon peel. It finally stopped after quite a while. All of the vegetation withered away.
He raised his head, revealing another innocent smile.
The jade-green eyes turned scarlet again.
The old coupled were both surprised and puzzled. They had no idea what had happened.
The man called Li Qingshan had used the spirit turtle to suppress and seal away everything while he was at his most feeble during the Phoenix’s Nirvāṇa, avoiding the regression of his cultivation. He was like a turtle pulling its head into its shell, avoiding the influence of the outside world.
However, he was well aware that this was only a temporary measure. The spirit turtle was good at defending, but not only was this fragile line of defence vulnerable to the influence of Sukhāvatī, but he would even end up questioning himself as well.
There would be one day when he would have to ask himself, Who am I?
Yet just then, the Qilin Transformation that had stagnated for quite a long time actually broke through when he was completely unconscious of it. Perhaps this world was suited for practising the Qilin Transformation, or
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