Sunflower
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Wang Jixuan: …… The Boundless Heavenly Venerable. This is a huge problem! Upon hearing Peony's report, Master Wang immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. Under the leadership of the Human King, the ancient human race almost knocked the pig brains out of the ancestors of the Feather God Palace, Beast God Palace, Night God Palace, and Fire God Palace! It was only due to the forceful intervention of the Heavenly Dao that the situation of the Eight Immortals Palace came…-
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Master has come too? Wang Jixuan had his own plans. He looked around and found a more secluded bamboo grove, where he set up a protective barrier. He coughed and said loudly, "Grandmaster Luo, please tell me what you want to talk about." This is a reminder to their master not to reveal themselves directly for the time being. The bamboo grove rustled, and a shadowy figure appeared from the left, strolling up to Wang Jixuan and giving him a kind smile. What arrived was naturally a wisp of…
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Before the report had even finished, drumbeats sounded simultaneously from the southeast, south, and east. The messenger shouted loudly, announcing that large numbers of celestial soldiers from the Beast God Palace, Night God Palace, and Fire God Palace were coming to attack. Wang Jixuan was also shocked by the efficiency of these top powers in the immortal realm. You arrived so quickly? Did they just set up a teleportation array to pull the celestial soldiers over? The phrase "100,000…
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Without much hesitation, Luo Tianjin and the other two bowed their heads and performed a proper salutation. Only then did the Hermit of the Brocade Tree reveal a satisfied'smile'. Wang Jixuan, standing to the side, also understood. This Hermit of the Fallen Trees is not only fierce and unparalleled now, but also had a powerful status in ancient times. That's right. A single severed finger was enough to crush eight Golden Immortals. When his true form was alive, his strength could only have been…
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Wang Jixuan waited at the door for half an hour. He could vaguely sense that two groups of experts appeared in the hall one after the other, each group consisting of three or four people. They were naturally Golden Immortal elders from the Sword God Palace and the Slaughter God Palace who had secretly followed them. Golden Immortals are extremely rare even in the Immortal Realm; It was only when one reached a top-tier power like the Eight Great Immortal Palaces that the number of Golden Immortals…
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That's terrible; The experts from these hostile forces died a truly tragic death. Master Wang strolled across the desolate, ravaged land with his hands behind his back, gazing at the enormous corpses that resembled mountains. Incidentally, he also gained a direct understanding of the strength of these strange creatures. Within this small world filled with malevolent energy, each of them individually could fight against a Golden Immortal. This is because Golden Immortals cannot gather the…
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So strong! Wang Jixuan was merely observing from the side using the white bone puppet when his physical body and primordial spirit were already shaken by the immense pressure surging from below. If Wang Jixuan could look at this from a broader perspective, he would realize that this was no longer a simple battle of supernatural powers. The malevolent energy in this area was almost completely amplified. A huge phantom image enveloped Cang Ze, and his surging magical power burst outward, almost…
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"Peony! Get the Taoist priest a bag of melon seeds!" Wang Jixuan's true form gave a shout and changed from sitting in meditation to lying down. Peony was a little confused, but she still did as she was told and rushed over with a few bags of snacks. Wang Jixuan multitasked, cracking melon seeds with his main body while simultaneously controlling the skeleton to follow behind the 'Illuminator', the Fallen Hermit, to the front of the courtyard. The Hermit of the Brocade Mountains has no intention…
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“Obsidian Envoy, you’d better not leave my side later.” Cang Ze, the fourth-ranked vice leader of the Dark Cult, was giving Hei Yao some uneasy instructions. Yes, they outnumbered and outgunned. At this moment, approaching the interior of the ancient battlefield via this path are eight Golden Immortal experts from the three families, as well as eighteen Celestial Immortals carefully selected by the Dark Sect. Each Celestial Immortal is a seasoned veteran, a skilled fighter honed through…
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"Old Liang, Old Liang..." The excavator kept calling out in a strange and desolate tone. It's a bit like a witch calling back a soul. In the pool below, which was only the diameter of a water vat, the aquatic plants seemed to be on fire. Before long, fiery red water plants emerged from the water, dripping blood as they rose. The world suddenly became hot and dry. Half of a beast's face was visible beneath the water plants, with strands of flesh resembling tree tendrils visible along the…
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