The exiled immortal Luo Chen is reborn in the city, awakening the chat group of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and the sand sculpture group members are online for support. The melancholy demon delivers takeout, the bloody knife repairs the nuclear power plant, and the chaos medicine cauldron refines all things.
The information insect tide swallows the sky?
404 ticket warning?
He stabilizes the demon with the soul-soothing pill in one hand and kills the devil with the sword of extinction in the other. Using the cauldron as a furnace, he refines the catastrophes of the heavens; using the group as a help, he rekindles the fire of the immortal way!
See how the downtrodden immortal stirs up the wind and clouds, and refines the sky with the cauldron!
The order of the world fell apart, and the moment before death, the Gate of Hell forcibly signed a contract with Wu Hao, allowing Wu Hao to be reborn in a parallel world where Kamen Rider was born...... "Grandma said that I am the man who walks the way of heaven and is in charge of everything......" "Try to hook me!" "Count your sins!" …… However, in this parallel world, he also faced the same falling apart as the world of Wu Hao's previous life, so Wu Hao carried the gate of hell and became the last knight...... Magic！
The gods received an oracle: when Heimdall blows the Gjallarhorn, they will all fall into the same world, foreshadowing the coming of Twilight of the Gods. Upon learning of this oracle, Odin, the father of the Norse gods, attempted to defy fate and ensure his eternal immortality...
[Cursed Spirit + Mischievous + No Pairing + OOC + Loves Raising Kids] As a cursed spirit, I strive to become stronger and crush those two scumbags who want to enslave me.
Bai Susu clearly recognized that she was human, but she had no idea why she had become a cursed spirit. In order to avoid being enslaved by that squinty-eyed man, she could only run away.
Travel through time with Tang Monk and succeed in obtaining the scriptures.
After a period of quiet meditation, I woke up to find that everything had changed. All the gods and Buddhas in the sky had vanished into thin air.
Only the steel forest and high-rise buildings have returned to the modern era?
It's just a game of gods and demons, reincarnation, ghosts and monsters, and demons dancing wildly.
There's something evil!
"Stand back and let the master come."
Tang Luo showed his usual "compassionate" smile.
There are three thousand great ways, all of which can lead to sainthood. In ancient times, heaven and earth crumbled, saints fell, wars raged, and the Daoist tradition collapsed. Of the three thousand great ways, only one remained: the Dao of Painting. Originally the least prominent of the three, yet, after thousands of years of inheritance, the Dao of Painting has become the only Dao! Draw a tiger, and you will possess its power. Draw a bird, and you will soar through the blue sky. Draw a fish, and you will dive into the abyss of the sea. ...————————The completed "Super God Modeler" is available for pre-order at 17,000 yuan, quality guaranteed! PS: My new book "Dark Lord" has been released, and I'm looking for your support!!!
"Wife, this medicine doesn't taste right. Why don't you try it?"... Death and time travel? A life simulation? Wu Zhi, a hard-working office worker, had just paid off his loans and saved a million-dollar fortune when he was struck down by a stroke of bad luck. When he opened his eyes again, he had transmigrated into the body of Wu Dalang, the first cuckold in history! Even more despairing, he was given the added burden of being fed medicine by Pan Jinlian—a truly hellish start! Was death inevitable? Fortunately, the [Life Simulator] was activated, granting him the ability to glimpse the future and change his fate in reincarnation! Each simulation of the future accurately predicted his death. Each restart of the cycle brought the crisis ever closer. Pan Jinlian's bowl, Wang Po's mouth, Ximen Qing's influence, the rogue's fists... all were death warrants.
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.
I have all the talents.
Good-looking and charming;
Be filial to elders and treat others sincerely;
He is extremely intelligent, hard-working, well-read, and talented.
He has an unshakable great spirit and extremely strong personal charm.
He should have had a glorious life, but why didn't he?
The sun shines through the shade of the trees, and the witch smiles as beautifully as a flower.
The card game Shadowverse is often described by players as akin to being imprisoned, with the terrifying rumor that playing it brings misfortune. The transmigrator, having achieved dimensional transcendence, is well aware of this. But why imprison herself in the new world? Sensing all the messages brought to her by the cheat system called Shadowverse, a thought suddenly occurred to her: Playing Shadowverse really does bring all sorts of misfortune! *Ahem*, this is Sera. Let me briefly introduce my friend. A colossal mud golem called Mr. Orange, whose imposing (obese) body can withstand any external attack. The elven idiot named Arisa is always a bit silly in her daily life, but when it matters, she's just as reliable as Lisa and Kokkoro... As for her mechanical best friends like Loramia and Annel... unfortunately, I can't mass-produce life forms... "Sirin, how are you feeling?" "I'm fine. I hope these days can continue forever." PS: This book is initially a Shadowverse fanfic, and later a Honkai Impact fanfic. The Honkai Impact storyline is in the later stages. PS: Not much card game content! PS: Readers who are not Shadowverse players should read the reading instructions first.