The Supreme Satanic System - Chapter 260 Another Ocular Skill!

Traveling through the big world that covers the sky, awakening the sign-in system, and rejecting the rich woman’s pursuit at the beginning! Sign in to get a pair of pupils!

Sign in at Daleiyin Temple and get a five-star reward Emperor Seal!

Sign in in the Bronze Immortal Hall and get a seven-star reward for inextinguishable profound art!

Sign in on God and get a ten-star reward Fortune Jade Plate!

The ancient warriors, step on the restricted area, control life and death, and control reincarnation!

The heavens and the world, the rolling red dust, have left his footprints!

The legend of Emperor Xuantian began when the Nine Dragons pulled a coffin on Mount Tai!

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Durin Kesma is the third child of the Kesma family. He has three brothers and two sisters beside two brothers and a sister. It can be said that it was one of the worst that Dulin’s family was born at least for the generation.

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A zombie virus started infecting the world one day. The number of infected grew exponentially as days passed... A group of zombies began attacking me and my daughter while we hid at home!

Rooooooar!!!

'I'll sacrifice myself, so please just let my daughter live...'

As I turned into a zombie, I recalled the things I had to protect.

There was only one. My daughter.

“I'm scared...”

“It's alright. Daddy's here.”

I started working on protecting my daughter after having fully turned into a zombie!

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The boundless universe is full of many wonders.

I, Chen Ping, only have one sword!

I can move mountains, overturn the seas upside down, suppress demons, slap the face of gods, pluck the stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and… open the heavenly abode!

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The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture.

A impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland.

Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south.

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