Meng Yue had hoped to experience a new game, but instead, he'd been transported to an interstellar world. Even more tragically, he'd been conscripted into compulsory military service, with only three months left before he'd be drafted as a filler. Luckily, he could still log into the game store from his past life. "Ordinal Jianghu: Nine Streams," "Wastepunk 3077," "Sword of Order," "Black Myth: Origins"... By creating a character and progressing within the game, he could redeem their abilities for his real self. Break free from the fate of filler and achieve transcendence! ... Just when Meng Yue thought this was it, that through his own hard work, he was steadily ascending to the pinnacle of the astral realm, a new world emerged, and another interstellar war was about to begin. Immortals whose single words dictated the laws of the land; gods whose faith pervaded the planes; supreme wizards whose power could destroy the world; and even martial arts masters whose sequences reached the heavens... As the strongest figures of the new world appeared one by one, Meng Yue fell silent. These were all my in-game clones!
In the Chinese music scene in 1997, the scenery of the Hong Kong Philharmonic is gradually fading. The older generation of kings and queens are fighting endlessly, and new forces in the music scene are ready to take action...
In an era of chaos among the gods, he is the god-slayer who dominates the music world...
In the era when the new king comes, he is an insurmountable mountain...
The time when the gods fell...
The Chinese music scene is reminded of the shadow that once shrouded its head...
Xu Chen, please support our Chinese music scene!
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"I came, I saw, I conquered..."
Facing the rising entertainment industry, Xu Chen waved his little whip: "I came to the entertainment industry to do three things! Be the world's pop king and build the China Entertainment Empire..."
One thing remains...
Madam, please close your eyes when it gets dark...
"Medicine, medicine..."
Chu Ci stared indifferently at the dying First Emperor, crushing the pill in his hand into powder.
"Let's stop taking drugs, starting with you and me."
Outside the palace, Zhao Yan, covered in dog muzzles, and Li Xiang, with horns growing on his head, were practically beating their brains out.
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Four hundred years passed in a flash.
As the saying goes, long separations must reunite, long reunions must separate.
"I'll tell you my name, and shock you. I'm Lingling Shang...!"
Before he could finish his words, Chu Ci tore his head off.
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Another eight hundred years, axelight and candlelight.
Chu Ci patted Old Zhao's shoulder, looking at Zhao Er, who, even with his head blown off, could still swing his axe and chop.
"Little brother, you, Old Er, are quite extraordinary."
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A thousand years passed in a flash, atop Meishan Mountain.
Chu Ci, dressed in white, stood in the wind, glancing at the current emperor as he hung a rope.
"Little dog, this crooked tree isn't strong enough. Let's try another."
Looking out over the capital, breached by countless treacherous attacks, Emperor Qiming, ready to sacrifice his life for his country, froze.
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[The treacherous erosion, the fall of Heaven.]
[Note: This book doesn't follow the 'traditional cultivation of immortality' path. There will be no mortals rising to the realm of cultivation. Instead, it follows the long course of history, the rise and fall of dynasties, and is guaranteed to satisfy our readers.]
"Flesh and blood are weak, steel is eternal." "The mind is stronger than matter, transcending the ordinary into sainthood." A battle over the concepts of 'body and soul' ultimately destroyed the world, and the souls of the survivors were reborn when everything was about to begin. It was a dark age when giant corporations monopolized everything... "Qi is stored in the Dantian, Qi is stored in the Dantian. To cultivate Qi, you must first create a Dantian. What? You don't know how? Do you know what a fusion furnace is? That's what it is!" "The spirit gathering array must be connected to a high voltage of 100,000 volts! Otherwise, how can there be energy!?" "Your flying sword is made of jade and wood!? It should be titanium alloy, idiot!"
Goetz, who had gone wrong while crossing, became a breeding-specific goblin and had not yet waited to settle down
Come and get the news that Magical Girl and Hime Knight are going to level him up?
Almost! To reshape the glory of Goblin, my generation is obligated!
Despicable goblin empire black hand shadow cloth seeder polluting ancient god Gertz, standing in front of his own statues and those of the maiden heroes, touching his chin.
“I always feel that the painting style is not very harmonious. . . . . ”
[Please remember not to talk to them]
[Please remember not to touch them]
[Most importantly, please remember not to fall in love]
Shiraishi Ze Hide looked at the girls outside the cat's eye and scratched his head
Opened the door of the apartment with a bright smile
"Welcome home."
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.
Bring your own game board and travel to a world of plausibility.
But the game I play is a text hang-up game! What happened to this monster that came from its mouth?
Fortunately, on-hook games also have their own advantages. Everything is based on data, which affects the real world. Although it is nonsense, it is really delicious!
The humble author opens a new book, please support!
The reborn Tang Long found himself in a mysteriously resurrected world, where supernatural beings were rampant and ghosts were everywhere. Fortunately, he had the same black mobile phone as Chen Dachui in the adventure house, and he could capture the ghosts and turn them into terrifying scenes in his own haunted house.
The No. 7 Middle School where the starving ghost was born, Huanggang Village where ghosts are located, ghost paintings in a world of their own... one after another, desperate supernatural places, in Tang Long's hands, turned into haunted house content that made tourists scream and praise.
In this desperate apocalypse, his haunted house has become the only hope and light.
After Jiang Chen obtained the delivery system of the heavens, he began his life of delivering food across the heavens.
Give Doraemon a Dorayaki and reward Bamboo Dragonfly.
Give Hong Qigong a beggar chicken, and reward the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Send ten altars of good wine to Jiu Jianxian, and reward Shushan's swordsmanship.
Send bananas and peaches to Monkey King at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, and reward seventy-two transformations.
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Jiang Chen was just silently delivering food, but before he knew it, he realized that he was already invincible.