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The Most Powerful Holy Body in Ancient Times, I Became the Most Powerful Immortal Emperor
Young man Ye Xingchen protects the sect from danger. He blew himself up in his Dantian and hurt both the enemy and the sect, and was abandoned by his sect. Expelled from the sect and left to fend for themselves. By chance, he awakened the Purple Yang Holy Body, and his path to immortality was smooth from then on. Refining holy-level elixirs, forging supreme divine weapons, and practicing supreme martial arts. Become a generation of emperors, powerful in the sky!
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Supreme Fighting Soul Emperor
The young Xiao Nanfeng has the power of a thin bloodline. On that crucial day of martial soul awakening, the martial soul awakening failed miserably! In an instant, he became a piece of trash despised by everyone. Even his fiancée, who had once sworn to each other, resolutely turned around and left when he was in a desperate situation and was isolated and helpless. But Xiao Nanfeng did not sink and gave up on himself! A mysterious and unimaginable adventure suddenly arrived like a gift from fa
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The First Immortal Emperor of Nine Heavens
Young Chu Lingxiao was born with a useless body, and the "Qinglong Order" was handed over to Su Wanxi. However, he was stabbed in the back by his fiancée and obtained the Nine Heavens Divine Pulse Secret. It opened up a different life experience for him. Travel through nine heavens and ten lands, slay demons and demons, and strive to reach the top of the immortal path.
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Food Law Travel Diary
New works are released. Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my works. I hope you all like them. Your attention is the motivation for my writing. I will try my best to tell every story!
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Fireworks in the Seven-Year Temperature Difference
We once stepped on the street lights at 2:30 in the morning, and the shadows were stretched longer than a lifetime. He always said that there was a fire in my nineteen-year-old eyes, which made his twenty-six-year-old life a little brighter. Those days were hot in the palm of my hand. I got up at four o'clock to chase the sunrise. The mountain wind blew my hair onto his shoulders. When he put his arms around me, the first golden red streak appeared on the horizon. You could pick up small crabs
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