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All Heavens and Worlds! I'm on the Road to Becoming a God
[Naomi-ryu] [Semi-invincible text] [Heavens and Worlds] [Travel] [Group portraits] There are many gods and demons in this world, and there are so many gods. Chen Ying is lucky enough to be one of them because of her time travel. As Chen Ying continues to explore the mysteries of this world and countless void worlds, A world of technology, a world of machinery, a world of undead, a world of behemoths, and a world of insects. The mysterious veil was lifted, and Chen Ying absorbed these resources
121Reads—Score—Shelves
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Reborn as a Tiger, He Is Chased by His Wife at the Beginning
Reborn as the eye-catching white-fronted tiger in the Age of Ending Dharma, I immediately snatched the most beautiful white tiger from the top of the mountain to be the wife of the village. After working day and night, two tiger cubs were finally born, but he heard the white tiger's heartbeat: "When this emperor recovers his cultivation, I will definitely cramp and skin the evil beast!" What's even more terrifying is the voice of one of the tiger cubs: "Killing people... I really want to kill pe
4Reads—Score—Shelves
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Shock! My Aunt and I Opened Treasure Chests at the End of the World
[Doomsday + rebirth and revenge + multiple heroines + aunt + treasure box + invincibility + fog monster + divine trick + decisive killing] "My name is Du Ze. When you read this sentence, I have been reborn!" After a disaster in the previous life, endless fog enveloped the world! Everyone can hunt monsters and harvest treasure chests! Unlock various abilities or treasures in the treasure chest and gain powerful power! Some people are very lucky and develop unlimited sword systems, and become swor
2Reads6.3Score—Shelves
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Misty: Is This Something I Can See?
[The blood moon is in the sky, and the fog swallows the city. When I opened my eyes, a hundred thousand demons were eating my shadow. Li Moyang was dragged into the foggy world by a bronze tripod, and his eyes suddenly burned with gilded lines - the treasure-appraisal eye that could peer into the origin of the gray fog became his only chance to survive. Every inch of fog here hides taboos: The city-building order can build a city that reaches the sky, but the false city-building order swallow
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