When he was four years old, Su Xuan understood the current situation with the memories in his mind, which can be roughly divided into two pieces of news.

Bad news: he traveled through time.

Good news: he traveled through time to Douluo Continent, which is known as the fantasy floor tile, and was in the Holy Soul Village like Tang San.

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Su Xuan looked at the martial spirit in his hand that had transformed into the Blue Silver Emperor and smiled: Hey, Blue Silver Emperor! Little Sanzi, you will always be your Blue Silver Prince!

"No, my Ah Yin, damn it, who is it?" Tang Hao roared, looking at the empty ground.

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Watch Su Xuan master the original work and the Fu Tu heavy sword, step by step become the strongest in Douluo Continent, kill the enemy who killed his parents, and avenge his parents.

Jiang Qianhai, when queuing on the Naihe Bridge, took the Mengpo flagpole and went fishing in Wangchuan, and was thrown into the tiny world---Douluo Continent by the King of Hell.

Therefore, there is one more fisherman on Douluo Continent.

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Dai Mubai: "Zhu Zhuqing! You are my fiancée!"

Zhu Zhuqing: "Cancel the engagement!"

Tang San: "Jiang Qianhai, you bully my brother, you have already got the way to die! Eat my blue silver entanglement!"

Jiang Qianhai: "Die? Then die, Great Heavenly Creation Palm!"

Xiao Wu: "Master, don't!"

On the Douluo Continent, a mysterious young man, whose village was annihilated, embarks on a path of revenge. Golden blood flows through him, and the sun will guide his path. Together with like-minded friends, he seeks to usurp the power of the gods! Wan Die: Under the watchful eye of kingship and the gods, I will slay the king and become king! Slay the gods and ascend to godhood! ... Bai E: Come, take all I bear! I am the blazing sun that will eventually rise!

In my village, I was called a forsaken person. The moment that woman rescued me by the stream, the world was transformed. I possess innate soul power and twin spirits! My spirit: the Silver Dragon Spear, can suppress an era and change the world. My spirit: the Silver Dragon King, can roar to the heavens and slay the gods. Wielding the silver spear, I suppress the era, change the world, and slay the gods, all to protect you. This is a story with only one female protagonist, no harem! Readers' group: 483459941. Interested readers, please join us to discuss the plot.

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?

Guang Yu traveled across the Douluo Continent and became a descendant of Guangling Douluo, the fifth deity of the Spirit Hall.

He was supposed to awaken the same Guangling Divine Bow spirit as Guangling Douluo, but instead, he unexpectedly awakened twin spirits: an Ice-Attributed Bow, named the Ice Divine Bow, and a Light-Attributed Sword, named the Light Divine Sword.

However, the Ice Divine Bow suffered from the same spirit flaws as the Guangling Divine Bow: it could be attacked by the spirits themselves, eroding the body with extreme ice, though the Ice Divine Sword's attack was even more ferocious.

On the day of his awakening, Bibi Dong scoffed, "Oh, twin spirits, so what if you're born with full soul power? You're just a short-lived creature, vulnerable to the backlash of your own spirits!"

Years later, Bibi Dong discovered that Guangyu had not only survived, but had become immensely more powerful.

Guang Yu replied: "Bibi Dong, you should...

"Dai Hao! Get out and die!"

Huo Yuhao stood in the air, and he used the Blue Sky Dragon Art to its fullest.

His eyes were burning with anger, and his originally gentle eyes were transformed into desolate demon eyes full of corrosive power.

He suddenly waved his hand and pressed hard at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion below.

"Great Wilderness Prisoner Heaven Hand!"

Note: The Benti Sect, not Shrek.

In addition, some of the characters' costumes and architectural forms will be adopted from the animation, which will not affect the reading.

“In a land far to the east, there exists a strange store that has rejected a three Michelin star rating multiple times.

The prices are expensive. A combo set of soup and egg fried rice costs 288 RMB. Oh, I forgot it also includes a side dish of pickles. Even so, very many people line up to wait.

That place does not accept reservations. It only lets in people who are waiting in line there. Countless people make special trips to line up there. Of course, there’s nowhere to park planes or cars.

Their service is so terrible, the customers have to serve their own dishes and grab their own bowls and chopsticks, and they even have to wipe down their own tables! God, the boss is simply crazy.”

—《 Michelin Gourmet Magazine》

After graduating, Su Jing was met with rejection everywhere he went. Discouraged, he returned home to adjust his mood. He then discovered that his own backyard had become the Galactic Garbage Station. Every day, lots of tr*sh would suddenly appear – some were from Tomb of God, Battle Through the Heavens, Coiling Dragon, One Piece, Naruto, Bleach, X-Men, Captain America, Iron Man, and even from the Marvel Universe. As the owner of the garbage station, Su Jing had the duty to process all these tr*sh. In the beginning, he thought it would be a hard and unprofitable task. Afterwards, he discovered that this was actually the most beautiful and cushy job of his entire life.

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.

However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…