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I Became Invincible After Sweeping The Floor For 70 Years

Qin Chen was transmigrated to the Taiyi Holy Land where he became a servant in charge of sweeping the floor. However, on his 16th birthday, he was rewarded with a system where he was rewarded whenever he signed in at a new place. When he signed in at the Empire Ruin, he was rewarded with the strongest Chaotic Holy Body and the Chaos Emperor Scripture. When he signed in at the Demon Sealing Land, he was rewarded with the Probationary Royal Armies. When he signed in at the Alchemy Palace, he was rewarded with the Divine-grade Alchemy. When he signed in at the Herb Garden, he was rewarded with an Immortality Elixir. When he signed in at the Empire Palace, he was rewarded with the Emperor-grade Divine Art, Revival. … Qin Chen thought he could just spend the rest of his life signing in at different places until he became invincible. However, when the ruin of the Great Kingdom appeared inside the holy land, people from other holy lands, prestigious families, and even ancient empires gathered to defeat the All-Powerful Demon King who appeared with the ruin. The Demon King had killed countless people and had planned to destroy the Taiyi Holy Land. Qin Chen was left with no choice but to step up. When he killed the Demon King with a single slap, he sighed, “Why do you guys have to force a mere servant to act?”

Akina Little Moon · 玄幻
分數不夠
886 Chs

Blood Spirit God

編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The moment the Dark Soul Wood appeared, those chaotic demon kings who were determined to die regretted it.

If they had a piece of Dark Soul Wood now, they would be able to survive and slowly recover.

This was a supreme treasure that was extremely attractive to soul cultivators!

It was already extinct in the outside world. Even if those super-powerful families and supreme orthodoxies would not have such a good thing.

"Thank you, Lord! I vow to follow you through fire and water!"

The green flames around Daoist Eastern Wolf retreated.

His figure slowly entered the Dark Soul Wood, and with this, he didn't need to use his ancestral talent to destroy his cultivation for survival.

"Milord, this is my soul imprint. As long as you fuse it, my life and death will be in your hands."

Looking at the white mark above the Dark Soul Wood, Qin Chen took it and refined it.