[The dark protagonist is sophisticated and selfish]

During years of severe famine, people ate each other.

Zhou Heng, who had just traveled to this world, had all his limbs broken at the beginning, and became someone else's dinner ration like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Fortunately, as a time traveler, he has a plug-in that can transfer his negative state to others.

All limbs are broken? Transfer!

Extremely hungry? Move again!!

Extremely tired? Move all!!!

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Afterwards, he successfully gained the opportunity to embark on the extraordinary journey of martial arts.

Is martial arts training harmful to your health? Move away!

Does the secret technique have side effects? Transfer again!!

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Afterwards, he successfully embarked on the path of cultivating immortals through the strange way.

Will the cultivation of immortals be contaminated by evil spirits? Transfer them all!!!

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When fighting with others, cut the throat to show respect, stab the heart to show sincerity, and cut off hands and feet to show goodwill.

The enemy whose throat suddenly split, whose heart was inexplicably pierced, whose limbs were cut off one by one: Me!!!

Chen Yuan, a government official in Ping’an County, came across, with an altar of luck hidden in his mind.

As long as you sacrifice luck, you can get the guidance of heavenly secrets, supernatural powers, exercises, sorcery, treasures of heaven and earth…

There are immortals, Buddhas, and demons in this world, as high as temples and as far away as rivers and lakes.

There are three thousand sword immortals who control the sword in the sky, there are Buddhist arhats holding the sky with one finger, and there are rivers and lakes…

It was the worst of times, and it was the best of times.

My name is Chen Yuan, from the abyss!

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Killing decisively, there is already a 2 million word old book “Martial Arts Beginning from Bandits” Welcome to read

Jieming found that he had traveled through time. His golden finger was the Encyclopedia of Immortal Cultivation [Dao Shuge], but why did he travel through to the wizard world? ! The Star Ring Federation, the Crimson King's Court, the Void Architecture Institute, the Anti-Entropy Alliance... The wizard civilization in the period of great development launched wars against all the planes it discovered like wolves and tigers. This is the best of times, and the worst of times. Faced with the fact that he may become an experimental subject and a cannon fodder in the plane war at any time, Jieming chose to live a long life, cultivate technology, accumulate resources, and use the knowledge of the two worlds to quietly develop in the deep of the dangerous Star Abyss. "Don't be afraid, I'm just a logistics person. I don't have the power of a combat wizard. I came here just to get some raw materials." After saying that, Jieming looked at the plane in front of him, grabbed it, and refined it in an instant!

[No romance]

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Sold to the Demon Sect by his biological parents, the young man refuses to yield and is determined to become the only demon in the world!

He will not stop until he reaches the other side of victory. The goddess, the saint, and the empress are nothing but cauldrons.

Suddenly I woke up in the world of cultivation, as if it was a dream. But my cultivation is mediocre, and my spiritual roots are average.

I thought I could only be the most ordinary spiritual farmer in the market, working odd hours every day, and wasting my life.

But I found that the strange items that came with me can gain life from others, and can also clearly show my own status.

My cultivation is slow, and I am not fast in mastering cultivation spells?

It doesn’t matter, anyway I can plunder the life of others and live long enough!

Practice slowly!

Cultivation is difficult, and practicing spells is even more difficult.

It doesn’t matter, anyway I can see progress, practice slowly!

Zhang Ming is low-key, practice hard every day, and study hard.

Zhang Ming: In fact, I am not very hard, I just make a little progress every day.

After a long time, water drips through the stone, and iron pestle is ground into a needle, and naturally I can roll everyone to death.