Fantasy: The disciples of the sect are all idiotic players.

After going through arduous struggles, Qi Lin finally established his own sect. However, he did not expect that the system would actually be activated to summon players from Earth.

The Seven-Foot Scholar thought, Demonic beasts attacking the sect? Yan Huang could not be humiliated! Even if I have one hand digging the ore and the other hammering the iron, I can still single-handedly protect Yan Huang! No, Sect Leader, save me!

Where is Diao Chan? Heaven does not give birth to my big sable entanglement, immortal forever like the long night!

Green Plum Blossoms Boiled Wine: Holding the sun and moon in one’s hand to pluck the stars, there is no one like me in the world! What? There’s a mission. Let’s go, let’s go!

[I don’t even know Fireball and Avada Kedavra, and you still dare to say that you’re cultivating?] Eh? This stick seemed to be able to be ridden vertically!!

Sect Leader Yan Huang thought, Is there something wrong with the brains of these f * cking players?

The cultivators of Pangu Continent thought to themselves, Are all the cultivators of Yan Huang this abnormal? He could do whatever he wanted in the Hundred Thousand Mountains? The demons inside were all kept in captivity?

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