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
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
For Lin Moyu, the impact of the Fatigue Potion far outweighed that of Fire Crystal.
Holding the Fire Crystal, Shu Han looked at the empty dungeon entrance, then suddenly revealed a brilliant smile, "This guy is really interesting."
Lin Moyu started speedrunning again. Another eight raids, and he should be able to level up. This time he intended to power through and level up directly.
Lin Moyu sprinted at top speed, his excitement building up. He enjoyed the sensation of speedrunning. If given the chance, he would adopt the same approach with other dungeons in the future.
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In the White God Courtyard, Meng Anwen leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, his posture unchanged.
In his palm, the Shenxia Tower's phantom was spinning round. The entire tower was glowing faintly.
Bai Yiyuan stood by and watched, silent, waiting for the result.
A moment later, the Shenxia Tower's phantom stopped spinning.
Meng Anwen said softly, "I've locked on the coordinates of the Immemorial Battlefield and found a relatively hidden location."
Bai Yiyuan showed a smile, "As expected, Old Meng. You found it really quickly."
Meng Anwen snorted, "Although the location I found is relatively secluded, it is not 100% safe. Are you sure you want to send him there?"
"I'm sure. Without going through the storm, you can't see the rainbow. Young people should try things out."
"Who knows? Maybe he'll come across some good opportunities." When he said this, Bai Yiyuan glanced at his left wrist.
He was wearing a purple-gold bracelet on his left wrist, which was obviously not an ordinary ornament, but a special piece of equipment. To be worn by a godly powerhouse like Bai Yiyuan, the item must be of the highest grade.
Meng Anwen said in a low voice, "Don't forget, you had a close call back in the day. You nearly didn't make it out."
Bai Yiyuan waved his hand. "Back then I hadn't left a brand in the Hall of Heroes. If I had died, I would be really dead."
"Young Lin is different, he won't really die. He'll just suffer a setback at most."
Meng Anwen dropp
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