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The state capital was conquered, and the martial arts world was in turmoil. Demons are rampant and strange things abound. The world is full of misfortunes. We are born to suffer, and even after we die, there is no rest. In the melting pot, chaos and sinful desires merge, and death and struggle are repeated, creating a miserable world of pain, despair, and numbness. In this world, a practice room that lives in the mind has become Su Qiulian's last support. PS: The author has returned and is writing books full-time. It is updated steadily every day, so feel free to collect it.

New book "Fortunately I have a practice room". -- Chong·ling The sea of clouds that had been silent for countless years began to surge. The mountain spirits active on the earth in ancient times have recovered from the disaster. The hurricane set off a boundless tsunami, and the thunder roared again. The dragon's nest took away all the light. From then on, the dawn never broke again. When the underground race breaks out of the abyss of confinement, the mirror image watches the future, angels, demons, and lost fragments of time. The myth begins. This is a story about elves. This is also the story of a time traveler. ※※※ --Welcome to "Guang Ling". --Here are all the fantasies you want, everything you can think of, and everything you can't think of, it will be presented to you one by one. --This gluttonous feast must first be an all-night carnival of monsters and monsters. ※※※ Welcome to Qianling, group chat number: 873583100

The new book "Fortunately I Have a Practice Room" is released! ----------This is a world after the destruction of the ancient world. The great age is about to arise. Three innate Tao bodies were born in your small world, causing chaos and competing in the world. A man from Leiyin Temple in the Buddhist Kingdom made a great vow to destroy Pojie Temple and make all false Buddhas disappear in the world. A member of the Ghost Kingdom's Styx Sword Sect tried to kill all sentient beings and used the blood of endless creatures to sacrifice the Tai'a Divine Sword so that it could return to the list of innate spiritual treasures. A Taoist from Linxian Valley in Sichuan Province was the Taoist companion of Wang Teng, the son of Qi Yun. "What about me?" Si Wuxie asked. "You... I didn't see it. Maybe you were just a trap, and you died in a corner without anyone noticing." "Then why were you arrested by me?" "I refuse to answer this question."