My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem - Chapter 633

As soon as he crossed over, Su Mu came to another world.

In this world, there are warriors, qi refiners, and all kinds of terrifying ghosts and monsters!

A good rebirth simulator turned into a death simulator because it was too dangerous.

For him, death is not the end, but the beginning.

In the simulation again and again, thousands of demons have been derived!

The flesh and blood are put into the pot, divided and eaten, turning into a bloody skeleton.

He died in a wrongful battle, his body did not rot, and he turned into a dry zombie.

Introduce thunder into the body, turn extreme yin into yang, and transform into a fierce reggae.

Devouring demon souls, suffocating the sky, turning into an undead ghost car.

Some people become immortals.

There are also people who die into demons!

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