Jiang Chen unexpectedly transmigrated to the Soul Beast Continent, an age of martial souls where Soul Masters reign supreme.
A powerful Soul Master can shatter the starry river and topple mountains and rivers with a single thought.
Fortunately, he has the Mythical Gene System.
As long as his body is strong enough, he can inherit the genes of all kinds of mythical figures.
At the Martial Soul Awakening Plaza.
“Jiang Chen, Tool-Type Martial Soul: a fire poker!”
Jiang Chen only smiled, standing where he was and silently gazing at the martial soul within him.
“As You Will Golden Cudgel, weighing thirteen thousand five hundred jin!”
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It was written in a mess. I thought it was good, but it turned out that there were chapters written about something else.
It's amazing. There are no useless weapons and martial arts spirits. There are only useless people, strong people, and Hengqiang.
It's too bad, it's so bad, don't write it anymore.
The key point is the wrong chapter. There are so many wrong chapters. Why don't you go to heaven?
In the era when Wu Cheng'en wrote Journey to the West, he must have thought that 13,000 was very heavy, but it must be placed in the kind that can be pulled by any truck today. . According to modern conditions, your iron rod falling from space is about the same. Unless you specify that the weight in the book is not equal to the weight in reality, otherwise it is not worthy of writing so awesome. After all, Tang San's trident weighs two hundred thousand kilograms, and the others can shatter stars with just one hand.
What the hell. Look good. Suddenly it was chaotic. The bull's head doesn't match the horse's mouth!!
Poor! Poor! Poor! Say important things three times!
The golden cudgel is too weak.
Everything is garbled. What the hell is Chen Bufan?
What the hell are these forty-one chapters?