There are monsters and shadows everywhere outside, I am so scared.

I just want to stay in the safe house until the end of time.....

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Unkillable shadows, endless monsters, Yu Hong came here with a mysterious black seal, using the black seal that can strengthen everything, slowly built an absolute safe area that belongs to him in his safe house.

As everyone voted, this book is a fusion of weird and extreme cultivation styles, and Lao Gun keeps his word.

In the eighth year of the strange invasion, Xuan Huang came to this world, a world where all the worlds merged, the will of heaven was distorted, the spiritual energy was poisonous, and all the cultivators were caught in a situation that was out of control.

With the help of the immortal soul that traveled through time and space, Xuan Huang activated his supernatural power of "superego".

Create laws and open up the way, "Law of Heaven and Earth", "Law of the Furnace", "Law of Guixu"...

Monk: "Master, how do you make use of spiritual plants and demonic plants?

" Xuan Huang: "Simple, let me create the "Law of Controlling Spirits."

Monk: "Master, how do you make use of ferocious beasts?"

Xuan Huang: "Here, "Law of Conferring Gods" and "Law of Controlling Beasts."

Spiritual Master: "Master, how do we practice Taoism?"

Xuan Huang was stunned: "You guys? That's a bit challenging. Come into my furnace and start over."

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In the end, Xuan Huang had unknowingly become the source of all laws, respected by all realms.

The last true dragon in the world has died, and the only true immortal left in the Heavenly Palace is also aging.

The mountains that suppress countless sects and cultivators in the world will all dissipate.

The best era for cultivation has come!

Everyone can strive for immortality!

The four great domains, the overseas immortal mountains, the three thousand deserts, the countries of the world, the shackles are gone, and an unprecedented magnificent era has arrived!

Meng Xu woke up and found that he had activated the perfect life system. He would be promoted and get a raise immediately, and reach the peak of his life.

But when he opened the curtains, he was stunned.

The end of the world is coming, and zombies are everywhere!

There is blood and fire everywhere, and darkness has descended on the world.

It's the end of the world, and the perfect life system has just come?

[A perfect day starts with chatting up. Do you see the beauty not far away? Chat up with her, and you will have a perfect encounter. ]

[Task release: Chat up a beauty]

[Task reward: You can freely allocate attribute points +1, and add a confidante. ]

Looking at the beautiful zombie in front of him who had lost half of her face, Meng Xu swallowed his saliva.

System, are you serious?

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So, in this crisis-ridden end of the world, every morning, you can see a figure running through the streets and alleys, causing a tide of zombies.

"What mental illness? I'm not sick! I'll argue with you later, a guest is here... Mr. Zombie, do you want to know about swimming and fitness?"

PS: The original title of the book is "It's the end of the world, and the perfect life system is here?"

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