
I Can Download Anything with One Click and Become a Great Sage of Honghuang
我能一键下载,证道洪荒大圣人
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 1.5M Words
- Subgenre
- Primordial Age
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- Qimao
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555Chapters
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309Must-read votes
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In Chapter 48, the protagonist has been in seclusion for thousands of years and has cultivated himself as Daluo Jinxian. He writes that he is Taiyi Jinxian. Such a low-level mistake is also made.
It doesn't look good, there are too many typos and too many repeated words.
There is too much nonsense. Comparing this with you and that with you. Just be awesome and that's it. People watching will want to vomit.
The bull's head is wrong and the horse's mouth is wrong. Is it because of the lack of skills to become a saint in the ancient times? There are only so many saints!!! In the prehistoric times, why did you accuse me of being disrespectful to heaven and earth? Why do you, a little Xuanxian, have the guts to say this? Those saints didn't dare to say this. They were all saints of heaven. . . .
The more you go to the back, the more perfunctory you are. I can't even see the back. Just forget it if you're a mess. What are you writing next?
The more I write, the uglier it becomes. It's like a eunuch.