The Guardians' Throne - The First Magic Swordsman - Chapter 21 - Example

If the gods no longer bestow their mercy, then let us kindle bonfires, carry great swords, become skeletons, or heroes of legend.

The most beautiful woman in Jinggang, Hua Nong, spent the night with the legal circle tycoon Lu Jing'an, and upon waking up, tossed him a piece of steel coin.The next day, Hua Nong pleaded in front of Lu Jing'an, and the man smirked coolly: “Mr. Lu is just a beast in clothes, worth only one yuan?”Hua Nong smiled on the surface but cursed inside: “Young Master Lu may not know, in certain moments, 'beast in clothes' is a compliment.”“For example?” Lu Jing'an's tone was cool.“In bed,” Hua Nong tried to explain further....In the second year of Hua Nong's marriage to Lu Jing'an, their married life was sweet and became a model couple in Jinggang, until... Lu Jing'an's ex-girlfriend returned...Hua Nong drowned her sorrows in alcohol and posted a Weibo: [Single, lonely, waiting for love...]

Once time travels, Wei Han awakens the immortality system!

In this dangerous and mysterious world, he decided to live forever!

“What’s the point of fighting and killing? Isn’t it nice to hang up?”

“Enemy? Doesn’t exist! As long as we cut the grass and roots, I have no enemies!”

“Exposed? Impossible! As long as no one is left alive, no one will know how strong I am!”

The sun and the moon are flying like a shuttle, and the sea is changing!

With a cautious heart, Wei Han silently walked alone on the road to longevity.

A rare martial arts wizard in a thousand years?

The rare immortal cultivator?

Suppress the eternal holy land of immortals?

After all, it is no match for the passage of time and burial!

Only Wei Han sat and watched the wind and clouds surge, and finally became invincible in the world!

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Teotihuacan, a sacred place of worship. In the vast world, feel the quaint and desolate ancient city, and the eagle cries and the leopard roars are chasing away.

Go back to Central America 700 years ago, when the Aztecs were very prosperous.

The priests stood at the top of the pyramid of the sun. One hundred thousand warriors covered the entire wilderness. fluttering. The high priest held his hands high, and the obsidian dagger gleamed in the sun, drawing a cruel and gorgeous arc, bringing the cycle of life back to the earth. Tens of thousands of cheers sounded, with the reverence of the ignorant era.

This was a gift dedicated to the sun god, in return for the sacrifice of the gods in creating the world.

Solemn sacrifices from sunrise to sunset, all-night revelry ignited the whole night, and so on for a hundred years, until white-skinned terrors came from the east coast, bringing blood, thunder, monsters, and disease.

Doomsday, as legend has it, or the end of the Fifth Era?

How can a traveler, in this fierce era, inherit the legacy of two thousand years of ancient Mesoamerican civilization, resist the invasion of Western colonizers with an immortal soul, and lead the ancient Aztec civilization to a new path ~~

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