Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 646: GG 4

A journey that begins with the hero of Kokot.

The roaring dragon roared, Bokai Village under the Snow Mountain.

The sons of the sea of ​​Moja feast for the great fish.

The land of gathering clouds and warm soup, Tianjin Wufeng.

The great desert Balu Bale was nowhere to be seen.

On board the Dragon Consciousness Ship, the scarlet evil star swept across the mountain.

Canglanxing raised a baby tyrannosaurus.

The blaze is ten thousand zhang, the eternal god of fire buds and water jade! (ah?)

——Ignore the above remarks about the second illness, in a word, this is a pure Monster Hunter fan~(°▽?)

(Readers: 550533684 welcome to come~)

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After the return of “Wulin Biography”, Zhou Ji discovered that the real world is also a film and television work!

A four-way matrix to explore the origin of the heavens.

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Remarks: Multiple heroines, no harem, and no masters of time management.

Divided into casual copy and upgrade copy, the copy is randomly selected, not in order.

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The world has been written: “One Man’s Wulin”, “Celebrating More Than Years” film and television drama, “Si Teng” film and television drama, “Zuo Son” film and television drama, “Mythology” TV drama.

The world to be written: “Legend of Sword and Fairy Three and Four”

Options to consider: “Ancient Sword and Tale”, “Xuanyuan Sword”, “Zhu Xian”, “Jiang Ye”, “Liu Li”, “Thirty Only”, “Mr. Good”, “Ode to Joy”, “Once upon a time there was a mountain of spirit sword”…..

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The boundless universe is full of many wonders.

I, Chen Ping, only have one sword!

I can move mountains, overturn the seas upside down, suppress demons, slap the face of gods, pluck the stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and… open the heavenly abode!

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The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture.

A impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland.

Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south.

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