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The Magus Era

Long ago, there were people who stood upon the earth with their heads held high. They never bowed to anyone because of their indomitable spirit. They were capable of controlling wind and lightning, and conquering dragons and serpents. They seemed strong enough to split the earth and shatter the stars with their fists. They traveled throughout the land and called themselves Magi. Eventually, one of them would become a Supreme Magus! These men are the ancestors of human beings. Their blood is what we all share today. Qing Long is the former strongest man in the world. He traveled through space and time and was reborn as Ji Hao in the Fire Crow Clan of the Southern Wasteland. It’s a complicated world. Forces from both inside and outside of the clan want this young and talented boy to die. Under great pressure, Ji Hao makes a deal with a mysterious man, who resides in his spiritual space, never showing his real face. He gains two drops of blood from a dragon and phoenix. Afterwards, Ji Hao becomes increasingly more powerful. -------- Releasing: Everyday

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1901 Chs

Strong Destiny

Éditeur: Hitesh_

"What a scary…old kid!" On the fence wall, Man Man yelled in shock with a few fried orchid birds held in her hands.

Yu Mu stood up in shock as well and popped out his eyes, staring at Elder Destiny.

"Old kid, that’s right. He looks like a kid but is actually very old." Taisi grinned and murmured. Meanwhile, a hazy silhouette flashed across from the water-like, gray light screen behind him, instantly and silently releasing a wave of bone-piercing coldness.

The whole hundred elite Jia Clan warriors were killed. Every single one of them suffered a heavy yet traceless palm attack launched by Elder Destiny, right on the chest. That palm attack took their lives away. Their heavy and sturdy armors, strong and tough bodies, and thriving life-force, none of these had delivered any effect under Elder Destiny’s attack. Their lives were like fragile flowers, crushed into thousands of bits by Elder Destiny’s palms.