Streamer in the Omniverse - Chapter 150: The Night that (3): The senses became one.

As a snake catcher, Xu Ying has always been honest and diligent, until this day, he caught a different snake…

On the first day of March, the land of China was full of incense, and the statues guarding various villages, towns, cities, states and counties woke up one after another to enjoy the sacrifices of the common people.

However, from this day on, the world has been in chaos.

This book is also known as “Ninety-six Cultivation of Immortals”, “Zero Zero Seven Also Cultivates Truth”, “Inner Volume”, “Rolling to Death”, “No one TM wants to fly”, “Good Pit”, “The Big Pit is Deep”, “Help Me Up” ” At the age of thirty-five, my fortune came” and “The Appearance of the Great Demon King Xu” and so on!

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A gigantic mouth appeared in the sky and swallowed the entire Earth, scattering the shattered fragments everywhere.“Welcome to the Myriad Heavenly Hunting Grounds, your talent is the Lord's Cottage.”Earthlings received the developmental ability called Lord's Cottage, beginning their struggle for survival in the Myriad Heavenly Hunting Grounds.Fang Jie, holding the initial item 'Faction Conversion Command', gently tapped on the undead faction. Starting with the undead fission talent, he could make his subordinate undead split and increase in value, and the talent could also be upgraded.

As the heir apparent of the Ye family, Ye Xuan went through fire and water for his family, but Ye Lang, who had just awakened his Divine Soul, usurped his place. In order to keep his position, Ye Xuan challenged Ye Lang to a Life-death Duel. With a broken Dantian, would he be able to win this fight?

In the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts is respected. The weak are like ants living in the ruins of dark alleys, while the strong are like dragons roaring and gathering at the top of the clouds. The laws of this place use blood as ink and bones as inkstones. A three-foot-long sword can split the sun and the moon, and a murderous thought can stir up a bloody wind. There was once a drunk madman who trampled eighteen royal cities to pieces. Wherever the sword pointed, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were dyed red. There was also a saint who lowered his eyes to calm the nine thunder tribulations, and with a flick of his sleeves, a golden lotus suddenly appeared in the abyss.