Introduction: This is a world of practice.

The martial man clenched his fists, and the mountains and rivers moved; the Taoist Zhang Fu, the gods, were servants. All living beings were chess pieces.

Jiang Shang woke up quietly on the sickbed and found that he had become a romantic young man who died of indulgence.

The waists on both sides are still aching, and the unknown danger is hidden in the dark. Who is the eyes behind them?

Jiang Shang sighed helplessly, what else can he do if he is weak and helpless?

He had no choice but to turn on the cheater silently.

"System, I want to recharge the money!"

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Many years later.

Jiang Shang punched out, and the fist exploded into the void for thousands of miles, and the immortals fell like rain. In the end, there was only a sigh that no one heard.

"Why are you forcing me?!!"

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