I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

tragic!

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This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

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The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

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The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient sun in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

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At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

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The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

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The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

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The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been transformed into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, filled inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce aura, the lingering dominance of the breath on it makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

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"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

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On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

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Bang!

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The emperor's brows trembled, and he fell to one knee. The purple gold armor smashed to the ground, and the ancient heaven, which was already in ruins, suddenly tilted and filled the cracks.

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"Nanbo, you..."

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"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

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"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

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Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and he looked up...

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Terrible!

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This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient great sun coiled in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

​​

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

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Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

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"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and his face was tragic!

​​

This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient sun in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

​​

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

​​

Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

​​

"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and his face was tragic!

​​

This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient sun in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

​​

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

​​

Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

​​

"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and his face was tragic!

​​

This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient sun in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

​​

Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

​​

"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and his face was tragic!

​​

This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient sun in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

​​

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

​​

Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

​​

"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and his face was tragic!

​​

This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient sun in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

​​

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

​​

Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

​​

"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and his face was tragic!

​​

This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

The Qianyuan Realm, the ancient sun in the dimensional space, was completely shattered and fell to the Qianyuan Continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

​​

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

​​

Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

​​

"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and his face was tragic!

​​

This is an unprecedented tragic battle since the human civilization was recorded! !

​​

The Heart of Chaos was completely destroyed.

​​

In the Qianyuan world, the ancient sun ~www.readwn.com~ that was entwined in the dimensional space was completely shattered and fell on the Qianyuan continent, destroying the world.

​​

At the end of Kun, the eighteen planes were squeezed together like a twist, and even the deepest burial ground was overturned.

​​

The river of yin and yang is breaking apart inch by inch.

​​

The entire One True Realm has become fragmented. There are tens of thousands of realms, and there are not one in a hundred. There are countless sentient beings, and only a few survive.

​​

The original site of the Heart of Chaos has been turned into a void space, with the meaning of tragic killing, full of inside and outside, in the turbulent dimensional storm, vaguely visible, floating corpses with fierce breath, the dominating breath lingering on it, makes nothingness. Time and space are hard to bear, and the trembling is endless.

​​

"Ahem! Ziwei, are we wrong?"

​​

On the ground, Wang Nanbo's tone was weak, his face was pale, his tall and straight body was missing, and his chest was pierced with knives, swords, and spears. .

​​

Bang!

​​

Emperor Zun's brows trembled, he knelt down on one knee, and the Zijin Divine Armor slammed on the ground, and the ancient Heavenly Court, which was already dilapidated, immediately tilted and filled the cracks.

​​

"Nanbo, you..."

​​

"Haha, Ziwei, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

​​

"I'm tired, so tired, let me rest."

​​

Nan Bo seemed to let go of all his burdens, his expression became relaxed, and he looked up.