
Demons Run Amok, I Suppress the Ages With My Body
妖魔乱世,我以肉身镇压万古
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 709k Words
- Genre
- Eastern Fantasy
- Subgenre
- Xuanhuan
- Updated
- 2d ago
- Source
- Qidian
Stats
184Chapters
156Votes
11Recs
2Fans
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Cows and horses eat grass, and people have to eat people to become prosperous. This kind of pressure is too depressing to rely on a hanger. We have to have the Communist Party's method. We don't have guns or cannons. The enemy made them for us. There is a panel hanger that always relies on hardship and wants to take the martial arts examination and enter the sect. There are not thousands of map changes, but eighteen hundred sets.
The writing is verbose, but what the readers want to see is decisive killing. Can you write it this way until it is published?
You don't have any masters in the city, so why don't I just slaughter the city for you, and then use all those fancy tricks?
It's a bit weird. The skill of photographic memory can be used in martial arts. At first I thought I wanted to pursue liberal arts, but in the end I ended up studying martial arts with a master.
It's too rigid. Pig's feet have no brains at all.
The protagonist is a martial arts practitioner. He sleeps for 2 hours a day and practices non-stop during the rest of the time. He eats very little and has become a mummy long ago. He keeps doing this every day. Is the qi and blood generated out of thin air? It seems to me that he is mentally unwell.
What the hell are you doing with so many repetitions from Chapter 51 to Chapter 55? If you don't want to write it, just say so.
Absolutely loved writing it! It's confusing, and the panel data cannot be corrected once it's wrong.
Whose brush can write rustlingly?