The Plagiarist

Fang Xi has transmigrated, and it's the second time!
In the Cultivation World, I was submissive. In the other world, I struck with a heavy fist!
Who would have thought that after thousands of years, I've become a big shot in the Cultivation World!
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Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists

The Situ Family's clan site had long been in ruins.


Among the broken walls and remnants, one could faintly see decayed, refining corpses with tattered clothes and blue-black faces, wandering aimlessly.


Elder Zeng's expression turned solemn, and after exchanging a glance with the Zong couple, he stealthily made his way in.


Elder Zeng waved in his hand a pitch-black banner, emitting a large amount of mist, enveloping one of the refining corpses.


The cultivator with the surname Zong immediately recited a magic spell, releasing a red-colored, net-shaped magical artifact.


This artifact enveloped the refining corpse and burst into hissing white smoke, displaying a significant restraining effect on the refining corpses.


His wife pounced out like lightning, her magic sword thrust into the lower jaw of the refining corpse, piercing straight into its brain.


Chapter 305: Yin Corpse Grass (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_1