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What If I Can't Die?

Song Shi came to an immortal world where demons and monsters were rampant. He thought he was going to take a trepidatious road to immortality, but ended up awakening to a death-defying system, gaining strength from death and getting stronger every time he died. The whole style took a sudden change. Other people cultivated to seek immortality, but he was already immortal, and could only seek immortality by having himself killed in various ways, either by killing himself or by letting people kill him. "You were killed 10 times by the Yin spirit, awakening the spiritual root of fire!" "You were killed 10 times by the zombie, awakening the innate divine power!" "You were killed 10 times for excess cultivation, awakening the Daoist heart!" "You were killed by a formation, formation level +1!" "You were killed by an alchemy explosion, +1 alchemy level!" Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Nine Yang Divine Body, Sun Sacred Body; Vajra Spiritual Body, Golden Divine Body, Draconic Sacred Body; Psychic Sword Body, Innate Dao Body; Formation Master, Alchemy Master... His cultivation was a fun journey, and he kept finding ways to kill himself on his way to the top of the immortal path... Years later, the world rumor had it that once Song Shi died, the immortals were terrified, the demons trembled, and ten thousand Buddhas retreated!

Infinite Sand · Eastern
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755 Chs

God Slaying Sword Technique

Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Wenzhong was still looking down at both sides of the battle. When he saw Song Shi emerge from the blood river again, his eyes turned even colder.

This fellow's methods were too strange. He felt that the clone or incarnation just now was very similar to his main body. Even he did not know of such a strange cultivation technique, so how did this fellow obtain it?

The gloomy middle-aged man killed the other party with another strike, but he didn't feel any sense of accomplishment.

"Stop playing tricks. Let's see how many doppelgangers you can have!"

He sneered and transformed into the Golden Battle King. He held his sword with both hands and charged towards the blood river alone. With a single strike, a portion of the blood river was torn apart.