The selfless Sanskrit sound saves the world, and the soul-seeking Sanskrit sound destroys powerful enemies! Amitabha, follow the universal compassion and save the world with great compassion! What, I was reborn as a monk! This monk is not only fake, but also not human! Donor, my master wants you to help me practice.

In this world of swords and sorcery, steam gears and alchemy coexist. The noble and elegant elves teach the court swordsmanship, the dwarves who like ale are sweating and forging the sword embryo, and the evil dragon in Dragon Nest roars: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" The collision of dwarf and goblin technology, the orcs of the polar plains confront the human "Night Watch", always ready to invade coastal towns and tribes of Naga warriors. The conflict of beliefs and the iron-blooded war songs of races have nothing to do with the protagonist. Cordo Feifan, who was reborn here, said: "I want everyone in this world to have insurance, I want to make this world full of kindness and love, and away from hunger, cold and poverty."

The alien continent spreads "truth, goodness and beauty", and great love knows no bounds.

Whenever you tear the chest of the melee profession with weapons, you will find that the spell-casting chanting of spells is a fucking thing. However, when the master doesn't need to sing spells, and he can release all the spells and spells in an instant, what will happen? At the same time, if this master is still cruel, cunning, evil in mind, dark and grotesque. So... I think you have understood what I want to write.

In this war-torn world, countless people are struggling for life and death.

Some people do it for rights, some do it for survival, and some do it for the world...

On that rainy day.

Luo Yan broke into this world so recklessly.

Holding a three-foot green sword in his hand, under the leadership of a group of snare killers, he hunted down a pregnant woman with a big belly.

A young man lived in a world of vast mountains and vast seas, a world where immortality flourished and prospered. Ancient magical powers coexisted with brand-new immortality, and all races sought a new path together. In this turbulent era, the young man longed for love and pursued beautiful women, until he finally realized that he was always alone. After a profound enlightenment, the young man wielded his sword of wisdom, severed his nine hundred and ninety-nine ties, and moved forward with grace. That day, plum blossoms bloomed like snow, and the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" appeared. Then, the young man discovered that he had more than nine hundred and ninety-nine ties... Follow Mianbao on Weibo at http://t.qq.com/fmianbao and email [email protected]. Everyone is welcome.

Shen Minghuan has been regarded as the king of the gods since he was born. He looks down on all living beings from a high position. He is admired and doted on by his tribe, and he is extremely proud. The system said: [From today on, you are the most loyal subordinate beside the protagonist! You have to assist them and help them until they ascend to the supreme position! ] The system asked: [Host, the task is very challenging, are you confident? ] Shen Minghuan thought seriously and nodded seriously: [It sounds very challenging. ]After all, he can only be a king, not a subordinate. But they should be pretty much the same...right? * "He is the person I respect the most in my life." "Only glory in the prosperous age can barely match you." "If it were you, it doesn't matter if you surrender." Shen Minghuan: Thank you for the invitation, I am just an ordinary and good subordinate. Intention: Do your best to love the world. Those who chase the light will themselves be radiant.

"Well, just make do with it..."

Feng Ling was reborn in an old body in the Ghost Continent. This old man was very powerful in his lifetime, but Feng Ling was in tears. Fortunately, he had the art of splitting himself into two bodies... It doesn't matter if he is old or sarcastic!

"Ningshuang, wait for me! Yuqing, follow me!"

A white skirt fluttered in the distance as an elderly man kicked away the bruised and battered pretty boy and walked away calmly. A woman in green lingered to finish off the opponent, winking and saying, "Young man, don't look down on the elderly!"

PS: A general's success is built on the sacrifice of countless lives; in the end, everything seems like a dream. Immortals and demons, who is right and who is wrong? I have no intention of killing anyone, but the human heart is treacherous, even more sinister than demons and monsters. All living beings suffer, and it is up to me to save the world...

(Written in detail in the early stage, calmly farming; written briefly in the later stage, stirring up the storm)

Summary: Qi Heng's idol is Sun Wukong. After traveling to the world of Journey to the West, he unexpectedly became Tang Sanzang. What the hell is this? It turns out that this journey to the West is all conspiracy and gambling. I, Tang Sanzang, swear to make all the Buddhas disappear into thin air. ... ... Liu Er: Master, I am real, and he is fake. Sun Wukong: Okay, you are real, go and obtain the scriptures from the West. Tang Sanzang: Come, I will give you this scepter and cassock. You must shoulder the great cause of the Western Paradise. Liu Er is confused: Who are these people?

Originally a small clerk, I stumbled upon an immortal transcending a tribulation, and was dragged back to the Warring States Period. To survive, I resorted to modern technology, experiencing major historical events. It's impossible to revisit the original history, but to adhere to the records in the history books, I deliberately concealed many things. A chance encounter with a secret manual gradually transformed me into a cultivator. Over the course of millennia, I encountered beauties of all kinds, but without a breakthrough in my cultivation, I vanished into the dust of history...

Song Chen is reborn into a perilous and eerie fantasy world. Drafted by force into the army as cannon fodder, his only hope lies in a mysterious and equally sinister artifact—the Book of “Three Lives.”

This ancient tome, obtained on a stormy night, once spanned ten thousand pages. Yet now, only three remain; the other 9,997 have inexplicably decayed into dust.

There’s no doubt—the book is suspicious, and the world even more so. But trapped at the very bottom of this society, Song Chen has no choice but to claw his way forward—step by agonizing step—until he pierces the shroud of this world’s secrets and ascends to the very peak of heaven and earth.