A generation of sword cultivators, who worked hard to reach level 9999, were reborn unexpectedly and committed evil!
Old Taoist Priest: Hold this sword and tell it that you are its destined sword master.
Zhen Jian: I don't.
Old Taoist Priest: One thousand two hundred taels of silver...
Zhen Jian: Deal! Do you need me to do another sword trick? Uh-huh?
In his previous life, he slayed demons and defended the Tao, overcoming thorns and thorns, and died protecting Beiyuan.
In this life, I just want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, and survive until the end... But they gave me too much!
Three thousand taels per head!
Tremble, I, Shura Martial Emperor, am back to fight again! !
Reader comments
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Have you been dreaming? Is this a way to bring disaster to all races?
This novel is good and worth reading. Why is no one watching?
Have you been dreaming? Is this a way to bring disaster to all races?
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