Any Books Better Than The Shura Emperor and King of All Ages?

51 修 Shura Sword God Three Inches of Cold LightEastern Fantasy8.7M WordsOngoing 23.8kReads8.8Score2.1kShelves

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Needless to say, I am very difficult to read.

52 龙 Dragon-Marked God of War Su YuexiEastern Fantasy12.6M WordsCompleted 8.8kReads8.6Score1kShelves

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Recommended (Dragon Pattern War God) (Shura Martial God) You have to be patient and read it, it's really good, it's not a single heroine, nor is it the scary kind with dozens of them, each book has about 6 characters, and the ending is pretty good too. I take notes on every book I read (Kung Fu, combat skills, weapons, etc.) (Places visited in the world address experience) (The heroine and friends, etc.) 😁

53 玄 Fantasy: I Awaken the Skyfire Spirit at the Beginning User 71208294Eastern Fantasy165k WordsOngoing 130Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Push push push! ! !

60 劫 Robbery Furnace Bring a Knife but No Umbrella When Falling into the RainEastern Fantasy185k WordsOngoing 12Reads—Score—Shelves

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Recommended new book: "The Calamity Furnace", respect~ Oriental Fantasy Brain Fantasy #Don't Follow the Old Routine #Robbery Xiuliu Introduction: Cultivation means borrowing debt from heaven, and overcoming calamity means repaying the debt; and there is a furnace in his body, which specializes in cultivating all calamities in the world. In the nine realms of the world, all things need to "borrow the power of heaven" to practice. Every time you break through a major realm, it is equivalent to signing a "debt" to Heaven. When the debt period comes, a disaster will come: if you can carry it over, the debt will be cleared and the state will be solid; if you cannot carry it over, both body and soul will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of reincarnation. Therefore, what monks in the world fear most is not powerful enemies, but calamity. There is not one person out of a hundred who successfully overcomes the tribulation. Every city and every sect has people who specialize in dealing with the funeral affairs of those who fail in the tribulation: the undertakers. They are the people at the bottom of the spiritual world. They deal with corpses after calamities all the time. Their bodies are stained with the smell of calamity ashes that cannot be washed away, and are considered unlucky. Chapter 1 The Embalmer It was dusk in Luojie Town, and the sky was gray. It's not as gray as a cloudy day, but like an old iron plate that has been smoked thousands of times by calamity fire, weighing heavily on the ridge of the roof. The mortuary shop at the east end of the town has no signboard, and only has a piece of dead willow planted on the lintel: everyone within a hundred miles radius knows that the place where the dead willow is planted is where the dead are collected. Shen Du was squatting on the ground, wiping Blacksmith Wang's face with a piece of linen cloth. It's said to be a face, but actually it doesn't look much like a face anymore. Three days ago, Blacksmith Wang broke through the calamity-inducing realm in his backyard. The calamity fire poured in from the Tianling Gai and burned all night. By the time the neighbor opened the door, his whole body had been reduced to black coals, with only the family heirloom on his chest still embedded in his flesh, proving the identity of the deceased. "Boy Shen, wipe it clean." Wang Dashi, the son of Blacksmith Wang, stood at the door, dressed in filial piety, but his tone was not very sad, but more impatient, "My father has been very decent in his life, don't let him leave in an ugly way." Shen Du did not raise his head. His fingers were steady, and he used a damp cloth to wipe away the burnt dead skin little by little, revealing the texture underneath that had not yet been completely charred. Ordinary undertakers would not dare to touch the corpses that failed to survive the tribulation: the remains of corpses after the tribulation are often lingering with the lingering tribulation energy, and if they get even a little bit, they will be sick for half a month. But Shen Du is not afraid. He has been doing this business with his master since he was eight years old. He has handled thousands of robbed corpses, and his body has long been stained with the smell of robbed ashes that cannot be washed away. People in the town said that he had a tough life and was capable of calamity. Only Shen Du himself knew that it wasn't because of fate, but because he could see it. He could see the dissipating crimson fire on Blacksmith Wang's body. The fire was not burning on the flesh, but on the remaining traces of the soul, like a dark red snake, loosening up little by little. Ordinary people can't see anything. They only feel chills and palpitations when approaching the corpse. But in Shen Du's eyes, the entire mortuary was shrouded in a faint crimson halo. This is his secret. He could see Zed. For as long as he could remember, Shen Du could see something hanging above everyone's head. For ordinary people, it is a gray fog, so light that it is almost invisible; for practitioners, the fog is thicker and darker; and when it comes to transcending tribulations, the fog will suddenly shrink and burn, turning into tribulation fire, tribulation thunder, tribulation wind, all kinds of things, all deadly things. He had reminded Blacksmith Wang. Three days ago, under the old locust tree at the entrance of the town, he looked at the red calamity fire above Blacksmith Wang's head that had condensed into the shape of a sharp claw. He couldn't help but said: "Uncle Wang, the calamity fire above your head is red, and it is very dangerous. Don't break through within three days." Blacksmith Wang spat at him at that time. "You little undertaker, are you cursing me?" Then Wang Dashi rushed out and pushed him staggering, calling him "a disaster born from a crow's mouth." None of the onlookers spoke for him, and looked at him like a piece of unlucky shit. Shen Du has experienced this kind of thing too many times. He stopped talking and lowered his head to continue wiping. Wang Dashi stood at the door for a while, probably feeling that the room was unlucky, so he said, "After wiping, go to Wang Ji's blacksmith shop to get money" and left. The footsteps faded away, and the only sounds left in the mortuary were Shen Du's breathing and the subtle "crackling" sound made when the calamity fire on the body dissipated. When it touched his chest, Shen Du's hand suddenly stopped. Something is wrong. Blacksmith Wang's calamity fire was red, he could see this clearly. But at this moment, in the deepest part of the blackened sternum, where the breast protector pressed, there was a very faint light: not red, but dark gold. The light was too weak, like a firefly in the wind, looming among the remains of the red calamity fire. If it weren't for Shen Du's eyes, no one would have been able to discover it. He frowned, reached out and took off the breast shield embedded in the bone seam. The dark golden light suddenly brightened for a moment. Shen Du's pupils suddenly shrank. It was a ray of fire. Completely different from the crimson calamity fire wrapped around the corpse, this dark golden flame was only the size of a fingernail, floating quietly in the hollow of Blacksmith Wang's scorched sternum. There was a vague shadow inside the flame: like a tripod, but also like a furnace, simple and thick, exuding an indescribable and vast atmosphere. It is not Wang Blacksmith's calamity fire. Shen Du's instinct screamed, telling him not to touch it. He has been an undertaker for nine years and has seen too many strange deaths. He knows what can and cannot be touched. But that dark golden flame seemed to have some kind of magic power. His eyes were firmly attracted, and his body involuntarily moved closer. Just when his face was less than half a foot away from the flame, the flame suddenly trembled. As if it came alive, it turned into a dark golden stream of light and penetrated along the center of Shen Du's eyebrows. "Hmm!" Shen Du groaned, fell backwards, and hit the ground heavily with the back of his head. But he couldn't feel the pain anymore. An indescribable burning heat exploded from the center of his eyebrows, like a sun igniting in his skull, rushing crazily along his meridians. His body arched up, his fingers dug into the mud, and blood oozed from between his fingers. The scorching heat raged in the body for an unknown amount of time, and finally converged to a certain location under the lower abdomen, where is what practitioners call the sea of ​​​​qi. The sea of ​​​​qi of ordinary people is a dead desert, and in Shendu's sea of ​​​​qi, there is something new at this moment. A furnace. It is the size of a palm, dark gold, has three legs and two ears, and the furnace body is covered with dense inscriptions. Shen Du didn't recognize any of those inscriptions, but the moment he saw them, two words naturally appeared in his mind: Robbery Furnace. The dark golden flame burned slowly in the furnace, and the red calamity aura remaining from Blacksmith Wang's body seemed to be pulled by some force. It was drawn along Shen Du's eyebrows, nose, and pores one by one, and was submerged into the calamity furnace. The flames of the calamity furnace suddenly shot up. The calamity fire that once made countless monks talk about it was refined like firewood in the furnace, turning into a ray of extremely pure power, overflowing from the furnace and slowly flowing into Shen Du's limbs and bones. His body is glowing. This is not a metaphor, there is dark golden light flowing under his skin, like magma running underground. The broken meridians were forcibly widened and reshaped, and the atrophied muscle fibers became firm and strong again under the infusion of power. Even the skin color, which looked pale after not seeing the sun for many years, revealed a warm luster. The whole process lasted about one stick of incense. When the last ray of crimson calamity energy was refined, the flames of the calamity furnace returned to calm, and Shen Du collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. Sweat soaked his clothes, and his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water. But his eyes were frighteningly bright.

66 赤 Chiyangxing Is Out of Water Yang MenqingEastern Fantasy321k WordsCompleted 40Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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This book is so beautiful!

71 万 The First God of All Time Feng QingyangEastern Fantasy17.8M WordsOngoing 40kReads5.8Score2.8kShelves

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Just watch it!

73 万 The Greatest Killer of All Time Writing the End of the WorldEastern Fantasy10.0M WordsCompleted 9.6kReads5.8Score735Shelves

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Ten million words to complete, the later the more exciting it becomes, highly recommended

80 天 Sky Mysterious God Does Not Disappear with FrostEastern Fantasy2.2M WordsCompleted 6kReads8.7Score542Shelves

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Traditional fantasy flow, single female protagonist, no system, no time travel and no rebirth. Only a very small number of people can awaken the innate Taoist body, and the plot development is thought-provoking. This article is very logical! It's really super pretty! !

81 开 I've Just Finished Ten Years at the Beginning, and I'm Invincible A Thought Fills the OceanEastern Fantasy22.5M WordsOngoing 52.9kReads5.8Score1.7kShelves

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I read these two books together and I felt numb.

82 逆 The Nine Realms Sword Master Who Defies Heaven and Defeats Gods Thousands of Miles of SandEastern Fantasy381k WordsCompleted 56Reads—Score—Shelves

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A good fantasy novel, [like][like][like]

84 九 Nine Heavens Demon God Technique October PassesEastern Fantasy19.1M WordsOngoing 25.8kReads5.8Score1.5kShelves

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These three books are called Invincible

85 玄 Xuantian Demon Emperor Writing the End of the WorldEastern Fantasy7.3M WordsCompleted 3kReads7.7Score268Shelves

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It's absolutely beautiful, and it's a complete novel, with more than 3,000 chapters, so it's a huge volume.

86 大 The Other Side of the Road Full Moon Hanging in the SkyEastern Fantasy2.2M WordsCompleted 13.6kReads8.4Score1.2kShelves

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These books are all so damn good. Especially the third one, although it only has an 8.4 Score, is really, really good.

87 吞 Emperor Tuntianwu Sword Intention Mo JiangnanEastern Fantasy2.2M WordsCompleted 2.1kReads8.5Score236Shelves

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Emm... I remember I finished reading it when I was in junior high school. It may have been the first time I read this kind of article at that time. I came back to read it when I didn't have any articles to read. I was very impressed. Now I have come back to read it after many years. If you are interested, you can read it! !

90 万 Lord of the Night An Ink KnifeEastern Fantasy4.7M WordsCompleted 19kReads5.8Score1.6kShelves

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These books should be among the top fantasy novels currently. It is recommended to read the first one first and then the second one, because the second one is the second part of the first one.

92 爹 My Parents Are Both Emperors, My Sister Is so Protective of My Shortcomings, How Can I Lose? A Small Idle FishEastern Fantasy2.5M WordsCompleted 84.2kReads8.3Score15.9kShelves

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I think these two books are okay. The first one is about guinea pigs, and I'm still following the second one. It's very interesting.

93 异 Phantom of Another World The Pure-Hearted, Sharp-Tongued BroEastern Fantasy3.8M WordsCompleted 7.2kReads9.0Score667Shelves

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Quite good looking.

94 万 Eternal Emperor Nangong LingEastern Fantasy5.8M WordsCompleted 4.1kReads5.8Score328Shelves

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The first book of fantasy

95 山 Mountains and Seas Conquering Monsters Golden Rice GrainsEastern Fantasy3.2M WordsCompleted 10.9kReads8.7Score1.1kShelves

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I have already seen it and tested the waters, so I can take a look at it first. More interesting yyds

96 武 Martial God Emperor Path Accept EverythingEastern Fantasy427k WordsCompleted 625Reads6.8Score109Shelves

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Lin Chen, a legend of the Tianwu Continent. Whether it is martial arts, alchemy, weapon refining, bloodline, or formation skills, all of them have reached the top of the continent. But he fell because of the betrayal of his lover and brother. Two hundred years later, he was reborn as a good-for-nothing. On the day of his rebirth, his fiancée came to break off the engagement! Let's see how Lin Chen, the legend in his previous life, used his achievements in his previous life to rise up against the sky again and shock the world! Story synopsis:…

98 不 The Undying Emperor’s Mentor One Durian No. 3Eastern Fantasy5.4M WordsOngoing 574.6kReads9.4Score46.7kShelves

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The first two books are traditional fantasy, with tight plots and rigorous logic. The gods compete for hegemony, and the fantasy world is colorful and colorful. The last two are about officialdom. The plots are reasonable, realistic and not procrastinating. They have rigorous logic and fast pace. They are suitable for reading.