I recommend a few engaging martial arts and fantasy novels. They are all conscientious works and a must-have for those who want to read! Let's also share our inventory. Hahaha. Are there any novels you'll never tire of?
A cool fantasy novel, a hit🔥! The world says, "When the Tao disappears and the demons grow, the disaster is coming," but the protagonist doesn't believe it. He can see the health bars of all things, even the earth! So, he directly smashed the world and started the wonderful road of writing that changed his destiny!
For copies, you can read this book. It is a traditional fantasy. It is not a waste material. It has no system. It does not have the intrigues and intrigues of family clans. It is neither intellectually subdued nor brainless, and the protagonist is humorous and decisive.
[Top post][Top post][Top post] Get the super anti-armor system. The protagonist's luck halo robs his luck, triggering super anti-armor, and counter-plundering the protagonist's luck. The protagonist has the grandfather's blessing of combat power, which triggers super anti-armor and super doubles the combat power, directly crushing the grandfather. A good book that I have treasured for many years. The protagonist is decisive and decisive in killing, and the villain is not NC. It is absolutely beautiful. The author's writing style is comparable to Chen Dong and Tudou. The plot is very funny
Do you watch traditional fantasy? The main heroine + group portrait is a bit similar to the Xuanyuan Sword Fairy Sword. But the author is also very imaginative. The heroine likes to eat snail noodles, the protagonist group established the "United Nations" to advocate peace, and there is also a fantasy "Olympics", which is quite interesting! The ending of the group portrait is perfect, top HE!
Which fantasy fantasy novel is the best? No one is stronger. The author of this novel is really thoughtful. The depiction of every character, scene, and fight scene is all top-notch. It's really eye-catching.
There are always some people who like novels and others who don't. In this "Nine Stars", the male protagonist is not reincarnated through time travel and does not have a system. The female protagonist died long ago. No one can affect the speed at which he draws his sword. He will only be faster!
[Hold] This fantasy novel is huge and very beautiful, and the plot and atmosphere are full of ε=ε=(>Д<)ノノ!! 🌈The rhythm is strong, the plot is novel, and it has a sense of substitution. It must be highly recommended.
[Top post][Top post][Top post]This one, look at this one! ! ! Really invincible. Can you be rewarded for admitting someone else's slander? Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right. All right! Needless to say, if you still feel nothing after reading Chapter 20, just leave a comment and let me know! Hurry up and browse the sea of books. Believe me, the following book will definitely make you miss it and fall deeply into it. Follow me to find high-quality novels so you don't get lost. If you are generous, please show some love.
Fellow Taoist... There is also a book written by the Overlord of the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron, which is not available here on Tomato. If none of these books can save you, alas, you are still stuck at the ninth level of Qi training.
The mother's glazed holy bones are used as the core clue throughout the whole story, and each branch line continuously adds relevant information. The foreshadowing can be completely gathered, and the main line of the story is clear. If you prefer long-term narratives, you can read this book.
I recommend this book, it's not bad, it's traditional fantasy, about mortals cultivating immortals, growth direction, not a cool novel, no system, time travel. It has a million words and is very readable. The story is step-by-step and interlocking. It is not brainless or submissive. The male protagonist has three correct views and encounters many opportunities.
"The Way the Fire Comes" Chapter 44 (Excerpt) After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and raised his left hand high, then clasped his hands together, then opened them, and saw a bright "Swastika" seal appeared in his palm, which looked like it was made of gold. The movement of the Dharma form of the big Buddha standing upright behind him is synchronized with it, and a big Dharma seal with the word "" that shines like the sun also appears in the palm of his hand. Wan Qianqiu's right hand gently held up the "" seal, and slowly pressed it forward, very slowly but very steadily. The two seals with the word "", one large and one small, carry the force of collapsing mountains and destroying mountains, as if they are carrying the power of the entire world and are moving forward, while the long river of squeezing words continues to retreat. Seeing this, the expression of the old man in plain clothes finally changed. He put on a long robe without wind and raised it up high. He said angrily: "It's too much to bully others. Do you really think that I, a Confucian, can be bullied?" After hearing this, Wan Qianqiu burst into laughter and said domineeringly: "So what if I bully you?" Immediately, he waved his hand violently, and two big seals with the character "" came out of his hand and struck at the four of them with lightning speed. The expressions of Chu Huainan and the other three changed greatly, and they quickly tried their best to activate the Zangtian Pavilion. The Zangtian Pavilion rotated rapidly under their urging, and the long river of words around it almost condensed into substance. At this moment, the old man sweeping the floor raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes angrily. He was dressed in a long robe without any wind, making a hunting sound, and shouted loudly: "Is it tolerable, or not?" As the old man sweeping the floor shouted, the roaring sea appeared behind him, and a giant kun from the North Sea was swimming in it. If you look closely, you can see that the sea and the giant kun are both evolved from densely packed and extremely small words. At this time, the old man sweeping the floor said loudly: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is..." It is the Confucian classic "Xiaoyaoyou". With the sound of the old man sweeping the floor reciting, the words evolved into the giant Kun in the North Sea, which gradually grew in size, and was not inferior to the giant Buddha standing tall on the sky and the ground behind Wan Qianqiu. "It turned into a bird, and its name is Peng..." The old man sweeping the floor shouted loudly, and only heard a melodious sound of Kun, and the giant Kun in the North Sea set off huge waves and rose into the sky. The giant Kun in the North Sea leaped high and turned into a roc in the nine heavens. As a high-pitched roc crow sounded, the roc spread out its wings and blocked out the sky... The old man sweeping the floor shouted again: "The universe floats day and night." As he shouted, behind him, the blue sea and sky, the sun and the moon emerged. Then he pushed forward with his hands formed in seals. In an instant, the small tower of light formed by the Zangtian Pavilion merged with the roc. The roc held it in its mouth, like the most powerful warrior holding the sharpest sword, and stabbed forward at a very fast speed. At this moment, both sides put their all into it, and the spiritual struggle was reflected in reality and could no longer be concealed. At this time, even some ordinary people who had never practiced spiritual practice almost felt something abnormal. They heard the sound of reading aloud and the sound of the long river of words flowing. Of course, they also saw the giant Buddha standing tall in the sky and the sea of strange flowers that almost filled the void. They were shocked and inexplicable for a moment. So some people fled like crazy to avoid this monstrous disaster. Some people boasted that they were highly cultivated and could remain calm in the face of danger. There were also many true Confucian disciples who suddenly felt inspired and started painting. There were also people who were singing wildly and composing poems loudly in the wind and rain. "I am a madman of Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius." "On the battlefield in the autumn, the soldiers are flying fast, and the bow is as fast as a thunderbolt." "The river goes eastward, the waves are washed away, and the romantic figures of the ages." ... Seeing such an amazing peak showdown, some Confucian disciples with free and easy nature, heroic spirit, immediately sang in the wind and rain, showing the Confucian freehand style, how happy it is? It was too late, but it was too soon. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. With a "boom", the "" seal that quickly merged into one collided with the bird holding the Tibetan Pavilion in its mouth. For a moment, time and space stopped, the heaven and earth lost their voice. The heavy rain falling from the sky stopped and suspended in the air. The Confucian scholars who were still singing wildly stood still and lost their voices. In an instant, it seemed as if everything had gone through a vicissitudes of life, everything returned to its original state, heavy rain fell to the ground, and the high-pitched chanting of the Confucian scholars resounded throughout the world... The Zangtian Pavilion flew out with a "boom" and hit Mount Tai in the blink of an eye, collapsing several peaks, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, and was immediately buried under the rubble, without any movement. Countless people watched blankly as the nine-story high-rise building that had stood in the sky and had not shaken for thousands of years disappeared in an instant, collapsing several peaks of Mount Tai. They all opened their mouths and fell silent. How could the shock in their hearts be described as a stormy sea? But when the light dissipated, the long river of words stopped flowing, the light and shadow became illusory and dim, the wings of the bird folded, the sun and the moon exploded, the sky shattered, the sea evaporated, and Chu Huainan and the three of them were seen hitting the high wall behind them, vomiting blood and motionless. The figure of the old man sweeping the floor became illusory, guarding the three of them. He looked at Wan Qianqiu in the light wind and clouds, and saw that the giant Buddha behind Wan Qianqiu split open and turned into the form of the Demon Ancestor. Under the Demon Ancestor, a sea of flowers bloomed from the other side, as red as blood, and the sky was filled with fire... The faces of Chu Huainan and the three of them were ashen, and they looked at Wan Qianqiu with dark eyes. Their hearts were cold, and they felt that this Wan Qianqiu was so terrifying? A Martial God, two Martial Saints, and a mysterious old man who far surpassed the Martial God realm, used Confucian artifacts to be so vulnerable? They tried their best but were easily defeated by Wan Qianqiu, how could they not feel despair? In the realm of heaven and man, is the combat power so terrifying?