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 In southern Xinjiang, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains.
 In a huge, dark and humid cave, a drop of water fell from the stalactite hanging upside down on the cliff wall of the dome. With a "click", it hit the center of the eyebrow of a handsome young man of thirteen or fourteen years old below.
 The young man's lips were blue. He shuddered suddenly when he was aroused by the water droplets, and slowly opened his eyes.
 He looked at the dark dome above, froze for a moment, and struggled to sit up.
 "hiss……"
 The pain radiating from everywhere in his body made him take a deep breath.
 However, his mind seemed to be quite tenacious, and he endured the pain, forced himself to sit up, and leaned against the wet and slippery cave wall behind him.
 His movements brought out bursts of "canglang" sounds, followed by a series of moans.
 The young man was startled and looked around cautiously. Only then did he realize that there were at least two to three hundred figures in the darkness around him.
 There was a heavy shackle on one of his wrists, with a chain extending from it to connect with the shackles on the hands of more than ten people nearby, connecting these people together.
 "Where am I?" The young man was surprised, and questions suddenly arose in his mind.
 He thought silently for a while, but was shocked to find that there was no answer.
 The young man felt that his mind was in chaos, and his memories of his past were blurry. He could not remember anything at all. The only thing he could remember was his own name, Yuan Ming.
 He actually lost his memory!
 Before Yuan Ming could figure out what was going on, a heavy "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the distance, which made people panic, as if a heavy iron door had been pushed open.
 Then a burst of fire tore a hole in the darkness, and seven or eight burly men holding torches, wearing animal skins, and horns and scimitars hanging from their waists walked in surrounded by a tall, half-naked man.
 Under the flickering light of the fire, Yuan Ming saw these people. Their skin was maroon red, their muscles were bulging, their lines were very prominent, and they were full of primitive and wild atmosphere.
 Especially the half-naked big man at the head, the muscles on his body looked tougher than the others, and his whole body was full of explosive power. He looked like a strong man enshrined in a temple.
 It's just that these people have very strange hairstyles. All the hair on their heads is shaved off, leaving only a lock of top hair on the top, which is tied into a thick braid.
 Yuan Ming saw it, and for some reason, the word "Nanmanzi" came to his mind.
 As this thought arose, some memory fragments seemed to be pieced together in his mind, and some pictures appeared intermittently.
 There were lively and prosperous markets, magnificent mansions and people wearing silk and satin in that picture. He looked down at his clothes that had been worn into strips. This convinced Yuan Ming that he and the Southern barbarians in front of him were definitely not the same. A class of people.
 Just when Yuan Ming was full of confusion, the naked man at the head suddenly glanced in his direction and muttered something.
 Yuan Ming listened to the weird pronunciation, which was completely different from the words in his memory, but he understood it all at once.
 This is Nanman language!
 What the man said was: "It's the last place, be smart and don't miss it."
 The southern barbarians wearing animal skins came forward with torches in hand, and each took out what looked like some kind of beast bone, with a thumb-sized red stone embedded in it.
 "Who are you? What are you doing?" Seeing one of them walking towards him, Yuan Ming pretended to be calm and asked in Nanman dialect.
 The naked man glanced at him upon hearing the sound, with a look of surprise on his face, but the southern barbarian who walked in front of him roared, waving a torch and hit him on the cheek.
 Yuan Ming dodged sideways, and the torch grazed his shoulder and hit the wall, sending up sparks.
 The flying sparks frightened a person next to Yuan Ming. He yelled "Wow", shrank hard, and drilled into the gap under the rock wall.
 Taking advantage of the firelight, Yuan Ming saw that the man's upper body was naked, and his lower body was wrapped in a skirt woven from withered grass. He was completely black, with a dry figure and messy hair. He looked no different from a savage.
 The southern barbarian leaned down, grabbed the savage's ankle, and pulled him out with a little force. Then, during his fierce struggle, he sent the animal bone to the top of his head.
 I saw that the animal bone first lit up with a blue will-o'-the-wisp light, and then the red stone inlaid in the middle also suddenly lit up.
 However, as soon as the red light came on, it immediately went out again.
 Seeing this, the naked man frowned slightly and shook his head.
 Seeing this, the Nanmanzi who was holding the savage by his ankles drew out the scimitar from his waist without any hesitation, and chopped off the savage's head.
 "Pfft", a miserable howl sounded, and the savage's struggling movements immediately slowed down and gradually became silent.
 "Kill, kill someone..." Yuan Ming felt a warm blood splash onto his cheek, his breath was filled with the sinister smell of blood, and his mind went blank.
 A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, making him stiff, and he even forgot to continue escaping.
 Of course, he couldn't escape at all.
 His wrists were still tied with cold chains to the still warm body.
 Just before he recovered, the light in front of his eyes dimmed, and a piece of animal bone was delivered to his head.
 As the blue ghost fire lit up, a red light lit up like a candle, but did not go out immediately.
 It wasn't until a few breaths later that the red light slowly extinguished.
 The big man in animal skin holding the piece of animal bone put one hand on the handle of the knife at his waist and turned to look at the naked man.
 The latter pondered for a moment, seemed to hesitate, and nodded.
 The big man in animal skin then let go of the hand holding the knife, turned around and walked towards the other person.
 Only when his figure left did Yuan Ming recover from his fear.
 He suppressed all doubts and shocks and looked around, only to realize that almost all of the people bound by chains were disheveled savages.
 Like him, they were all frightened and tested one by one with the animal bones on their heads.
 Anyone whose red light was extinguished in a flash was killed with a single blow. Only those whose heads had a red light that could last for a moment survived.
 For a time, wailing, exclamations, and the sound of metal clashing with chains were heard one after another.
 It lasted for more than an hour, and the entire cave was filled with a strong smell of blood.
 Seeing that all the temptations were over, the naked man began to chirp and give orders again.
 Then, Yuan Ming and the dozen or so people who survived were freed from their chains, put on handcuffs and shackles again, and were taken aside to wait.
 Yuan Ming was a little uneasy. He didn't know what these people were going to do, and he didn't dare to ask.
 But from the behavior of those Nanmanzi just now, it is not difficult to see that these people have passed some kind of selection and should not be killed for the time being.
 At this time, the naked man at the head suddenly took out a silver-white bell about an inch long from his waist, held the wooden handle in his hand, raised it up, and started shaking it.
 "Rang..."
 An ethereal bell sounded, echoing in the empty cave.
 The moment Yuan Ming heard the sound, he felt a heavy blow to his head. He didn't feel any pain, but he felt a severe dizziness, and even the scenery in front of him had double images.
 In the mist and illusion, Yuan Ming saw a group of spiritual lights lighting up above the corpses in the cave, and then blurry shadows floated out one after another.
 After the shadows floated out of the corpse's head, they overlapped one after another, and finally became exactly the same as the corpse.
 Yuan Ming was frightened and became a little more awake.
 Only then did he realize with horror that those floating shadows were not a dazzle for him, they were all real.
 But they all had their heads lowered and their legs were dangling in the air, floating above the corpses.
 Yuan Ming swallowed hard and looked at the naked man. He saw him holding a bell and shaking it again.
 "Rang"
 The same ethereal voice sounded, but this time Yuan Ming did not feel any obvious dizziness. He watched helplessly as the suspended shadows all drifted towards the bell in the naked man's hand.
 As they got closer, the shadows turned into specks of light, merged into the bell, and disappeared.
 "Could it be that...these shadows are the souls of those people?" This thought popped up in Yuan Ming's mind, sending shivers down his spine.
 If he hadn't passed that mysterious test, not only would his head be in a different place at this moment, but his soul would also have been taken away like those people.
 "The harvest is not bad, there are thirteen. Okay, let's go back and meet up, and prepare for the return journey." The naked man put away the bell, wiped the sweat from his head, and said.
 It seemed that the two ringings of the bell just now had a heavy load on him.
 Yuan Ming stared blankly at the bell in the big man's hand. Although he didn't know what it was, these southern barbarians in front of him were obviously not ordinary people.
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 Three days later, in Shiwanda Mountain, in a valley covered by fog.
 A team whose faces were uniformly covered with a piece of green animal skin marched through the poisonous miasma of green and purple colors.
 These people are clearly divided into two categories. One is the Nanmanzi who wear animal skins and have scimitars hanging on their waists. There are only about ten or twenty people. They are divided into two ends of the team. From time to time, a few people shuttle between them to maintain order. On the other hand, prisoners whose upper bodies were naked and whose hands were shackled formed a long queue and walked silently with their heads lowered.
 As the latter, Yuan Ming was caught in the crowd and was walking hard with the team.
 He has been traveling through mountains and mud for the past few days. He has never said a word, and no one has come to ask him. However, through the few words between the southern barbarians, Yuan Ming knows where they are now. It is called "Southern Xinjiang", and the destination of this trip is Biluo Cave.
 According to the big Han men in southern Xinjiang, it was a place blessed by the gods and a holy place for their practice, and they were the ones who were selected and sent to receive gifts from the gods.
 Based on the evil behavior of these people, Yuan Ming did not believe that the "Bi Luo Cave" would be a good place, and what was waiting for him would definitely not be a good thing. It's just that nowadays, people are like swordsmen and I am like fish and meat, so I can only take one step at a time.
 What's worse is that his memory has not been recovered at all, and he still cannot remember who he is.
 But the "Central Plains" in his remaining memory was much more prosperous than this uncivilized land. He should be from there, but why did he come here from the Central Plains and then be seriously injured? Was he framed by a gangster or hunted by his enemies?
 Yuan Ming had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he secretly decided to figure it all out!
 Fortunately among the misfortunes, these big men from southern Xinjiang did not make things more difficult for them along the way.
 On the way, they would distribute food to the prisoners on time, although it was just some unpalatable dried fruits and meager amounts of dried meat. They would also apply some herbal ointment to them to treat their injuries.
 It was also during the treatment process that Yuan Ming discovered that he had more than thirty wounds, large and small, including lacerations, friction wounds, penetrating wounds, and even a broken rib.
 The herbal ointment applied to him by those big men in southern Xinjiang was not deceptive at all. In just three days, almost all the injuries were healed, leaving only the broken rib, which would be difficult to recover for a while. There is some pain but it does not affect movement.
 Now that they entered this poisonous valley, the big men in southern Xinjiang gave them anti-poison animal skins, which made Yuan Ming even more cautious.
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 Holding an incense burner in his hand, he lit a stick of incense. The blue smoke was misty, and at that moment, the spiritual thoughts penetrated the sky and the earth, and all the shackles in the world disappeared into nothingness. 
 It is for immortals.
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 Reiki revives, everything evolves. 
 The earth is like an oversized light bulb, attracting the invasion of countless cosmic creatures and alien creatures. 
 Liu Qing crossed over, but fortunately, he awakened the sign-in system. 
 Sign in in front of the terracotta warriors and horses to get 【Pre-Qin Qi Refining Technique】. 
 Sign in at the Taiyi Palace in Zhongnanshan and get the [Taiyi Five Thunder Method]. 
 Sign in at the top of the Great Buddha and get the [Da Ri Tathagata]. 
 Sign in at Fengdu Ghost City and get the [Life and Death Book]. 
 Sign in at Kunlun Yaochi and get 【Peach】. 
 A hundred years later, when the ancient alien tribes and hundreds of clan in the starry sky invaded, Liu Qing suddenly realized that he was invincible in the world.
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 ‘Lou Mu Yan’, the daughter of Tian’ling Continent, Yan’zhou Kingdom’s God of War, has a prominent family background. But she was known throughout the Empire for being a tr*sh with blocked meridians. After the concubine, arranged by her most beloved’s Clan to marry him, severely injured her, she perished. 
 ‘Lou Mu Yan’ was the finest, most talented Female Immortal from the Immortal Cultivation World who was at the Body Fusion Stage and bore the Heavenly Spiritual Root. But because of a spatial storm, her Soul transmigrated to a completely foreign world and continent. 
 Perhaps destined, ‘she’ became ‘her’, and hence forth, she improved her constitution, tossed away the scumbag man, disabled the fake white lotus, and ‘abducted’ a powerful, devilishly handsome, and beautiful man as her husband. 
 The queen had returned. Just watch how she, the almighty, brewed a gentle breeze that roused the waters, flourishing in this foreign world, stirring up layers upon layers of storms and waves.
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 [A demonic immortal, dark, cruel, no harem, no system, slow to warm up] 
 [Not a saint, dark, beware!] 
 My master sent me to the immortal path, I helped my master go to hell. 
 In order to seek a chance of survival, I murdered the people around me. 
 In order to improve my qualifications, I slaughtered thousands of cultivators. 
 Yi Han, with his mortal qualifications, plundered the fortune of heaven and earth and reached the pinnacle of the demonic path.
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 The King of Hell sentences you to death by midnight, but I can ensure that you live past morning.
 The young man, Qin Lang, received the inheritance of a poison school by chance. He uses poison to kill people, uses poison to save people and he uses poison to chase beauties. With body of ancient extinct poison and a body of a martial artist, he walks around the city, and wanders around in the underworld.
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 The end of the world is coming, the world has undergone great changes, and everything has changed. Plants, animals, and even insects, as long as there are living things, have mutated. 
 Become more powerful, and even evolved supernatural abilities, such as chickens and ducks that can fly to the sky, such as cats and dogs that can breathe fire. 
 But only humans, without any obvious changes, seem to have fallen from the top of the food chain to the bottom of the food chain overnight. 
 Any creature that can open its mouth to eat can treat humans as food. 
 But fortunately, this world has not completely killed humans. Gradually, humans discovered that they had the ability to cultivate compatibility with other creatures. 
 As long as it has a high degree of compatibility with some powerful mutant creatures, it can be used for its own use to achieve the purpose of protecting itself. 
 Fang He is a person who is very compatible with mutant animals, but it is also because of his ability that he has changed from the strongest to the stupidest. 
 Fang He, who was reborn, said, “Hmph, this time…”
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 In his previous life, he was cheated of fortune and killed, and Zhuang Yi didn’t realize that he was not a waste until his death. 
 He is a descendant of the once brilliant Summoner family, but he has never been awakened, and he has no chance to become stronger again. 
 After rebirth and returning to the age of 16, the first thing Zhuang Yi did was to take the ancestral exquisite box and try to awaken himself. 
 And take the most important first step of the summoner-summon the natal pet. 
 But how does it seem to be inextricably related to Lei Xiu, the number one master in the mainland? 
 Well, it must be an illusion. 
 Golden Finger Long Story Upgrade, 1vs1, Lei Xiu X Zhuang Yi
 This article level setting:
 Level 1-3 inferior soul masters; Level 4-6 medium soul masters; Level 7 high soul masters; Level 8 King soul masters; Level 9 titled soul masters; 
 Only Lei Xiu has reached level 10, and he has been named the number one powerhouse in the mainland; 
 Among them, there are class distinctions in each level, in order: upper-middle-lower-peak~
 Content Tag: Strong Fantasy Fantasy Continent 
 Search keywords: protagonists: Zhuang Yi, Lei Xiu 
 Supporting roles: Shang Qingyun, Jiang Xuan, Wei Jin, Baihe, Little Squirrel, A, B, C and D 
 Others: rebirth, upgrade, strong
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 Senior Brother Lin, Senior Sister Liu has asked you to go over and practice with her again. 
 Lin Fengmian wanted to cry but had no tears. Can't you just let me take a day off? 
 Since he came to the Hehuan Sect, he has been going up the mountain to loosen the soil every day, working day and night. 
 It's ok that his cultivation didn't improve by leaps and bounds, but his body is getting worse day by day. 
 He really can't stay in the Hehuan Sect any longer, otherwise he will die sooner or later at the hands of these evil women who suck his blood out of him. 
 Main characters: Lin Fengmian, Xia Yunxi
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 An eternal prison, a soulless body, a sealed spirit, everything lost.
 To resign before merciless fate, or to become destiny!
 “I lived in an illusion, I was lost, I could not find my home, I did not have a home… but why does it matter?! Between bowing to the threat of death and a spine that would never bend, I will choose the latter!”
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 Chen Yu traveled to a fairy world. In this fairy world—— 
 There are Heavenly Edicts, a panel-based "Tianjiao Ranking List", and countless entries. 
 ... 
 Every cultivator can obtain an entry every time he breaks through a major realm. 
 The combination of different entries constitutes the upper limit and development direction of this monk. 
 Some monks rely on "Nine Bull Strength" + "Nine Bulls Hit the Target" + "Ignore Barriers" 
 With this combination of terms, he formed an alliance with the dragon clan and became the greatest beast tamer in history. 
 Some monks relied on the combination of "talking nonsense" + "deceiving their superiors" + "dying for remonstrance" to become the best national teacher in history. 
 The first entry Chen Lu obtained was "Step by Step", and every time he broke through a small realm, he could choose one of three random entries. 
 So far... 
 Various entry fusion techniques suddenly appeared in the world! 
 ... 
 When everyone in this world has a golden finger, it all depends on who has a tougher life!
 Novel keywords: I am cultivating immortals in troubled times without pop-up windows, I am cultivating immortals in troubled times txt download, I am cultivating immortals in troubled times latest chapter reading
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 He was once Head of the Immortal Sects.
 Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight.
 All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease.
 He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire.
 Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand:
 “Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?”
 Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？”
 Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm.
 He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects.
 Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips.
 His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping.
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 In the last years of the dynasty, traitors were in power and demons were in chaos. 
 Qin Zheng came through time with a scroll of merit. By killing sin-ridden people, he could gain merit and improve his martial arts. 
 So, Qin Zheng looked at the Ghost Head Sword in his hand. 
 "The auspicious time has come, let's ask!!" 
 Qin Zheng shouted and chopped it down with one strike! ! 
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 This book is also called "I traveled through time and became an executioner?" ”, “To become a saint through merit, I am promoted by killing criminals”…
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 A mysterious youth who came from a mysterious village, didn’t have the Heart of Tao. Nor did he have the Tao Spirituality nor an unblocked Tao Physique.
 However, even in such a situation, he had his heart set on Tao and submitted himself to the Seeking-Tao Sect as a disciple and stepped on his way, an unusual and unique way to Tao cultivation!
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