Rawls Adrian, who was invaded by the “Uncertain Mist”, traveled to March 1349 (three months before Klein Moretti crossed), and Rawls, a “lawyer”, began his mysterious journey. trip.

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquis.

Zhou Heng fell into a lower-dimensional world, fortunately, his essence remained that of a higher being.

In the world of gods and spirits, he reshaped the mythos and became the First God.

In the world of horror and dread, he scattered the mists of despair and became the light of hope.

In the world of wizards, he pursued truth, until he became truth itself.

In the world of cultivation, he glimpsed the Great Dao and forged his own true path.

...

And when he returned to the higher dimensions, he realized, he had already become a miracle incarnate.

He broke through the boundaries of dimension, ascending into true eternity and immortality.

[This is a notebook for recording strange stories][Writing any words in the notebook will sign a contract with the notebook][The contract will not become invalid unless the contractor dies][After signing the contract, you can use any pen to write strange stories in the notebook, and the strange stories you write will come true][There is only one price for signing the contract, and that is the contractor's entire future life span] A mysterious notebook, a mysterious story, and the human desire to explore the unknown will always be the best helper for the spread of strange stories...

I am a stranger from another country, and I have no intention of becoming a fairy.

...

After 20 years of cultivating Taoism in the deep mountains, the master asked Song You to go down the mountain to see demons and ghosts, all kinds of life, to visit famous mountains and rivers, and legendary immortals, saying that that is the real practice.

Unexpectedly, traveling all over the country, the fairy is actually myself.

Every time he goes to sleep, he will enter a game’s Ultimate Boss’ body.

He’s the Sleeper of R’lyeh at the bottom of the ocean, the Great Old One in the game, the master of the dream that makes one fall into madness—Cthulhu!

Due to the rising of the game, more and more fanatics call upon His name. There will be a strange item at home every time Ke Meng wakes up. It’s quite a trouble for an unboxing video creator like him…

When his parents' blood turned cold in the cracks of the bluestone, Li Feng understood: If you want to live, you have to be dirtier than evil people and more despicable than mud!

Kneeling and licking the Black Tiger Gang? Voluntarily practicing the life-shortening Five Poison Palm? Using his subordinates as sacrifices? Selling his affectionate Taoist partner to be used as a furnace? As long as he can climb up, he won't blink an eye!

The body is exhausted? Turned into a corpse! The soul is on the verge of collapse? Ten thousand ghosts are imprisoned in the body! The power is complicated and difficult to control? Bet your life on the unity of body and soul!

From then on, the black market had an extra walking taboo, with corpses as coffins and ghosts as servants, and wherever the blood mist of the underworld passed, the souls of all living beings became nutrients!

> When he sat in the false god realm formed by the swallowing of the blessed land, fishing for a thousand years... what he was fishing for was no longer fish.

(From a maggot in the mud to a great evil being that eclipses the heavens and the earth!)

[World-Hopping • System • Martial Arts • Demons & Monsters • No Romance • No Saint]

(this book is dark, please avoid it) (Please note that the protagonist of this book is not a mindless killer)

In a world where demons rule and twisted horrors block every path forward, humanity has been pushed to the brink, some have even chosen to become livestock for monsters just to survive.

Zhang Xuan crosses into this nightmare realm with one simple goal: to live.

But in an era where the heavens are silent and human life is worth less than grass, survival means strength, and strength comes at a price.

Now, he has only one rule:

Anyone who stands in the way of his growth... must die.

【Evil Cultivation】【Longevity】【Cautious】【Pseudo System】【Moody】【Pseudo Invincible】【Decisive Killing】【No Female Lead】

[This book is also known as: "Evil Path Longevity, Starting from Horizontal Transfer of Blood and Bones" "Daoyou, I See Your Spiritual Roots Are Good, Lend Them to Me" "Evil Path Cultivation, Not Enough Talent, Daoyou Come to Make Up"]

[PS: (*^▽^*) Because it is an evil cultivation article, there are some things that are self-evident. Ratings and comments are all different, and everyone has different opinions, so don't mind~]

Li Jiuqing was reborn into a branch of the Li family and was enslaved. Fifteen years of enslavement made Li Jiuqing full of resentment. The unwilling Li Jiuqing tried desperately to break free from this quagmire.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. Li Jiuqing, who was born with ordinary bones, relied on the evil magical powers given by the system to change the world all the way.

If the talent is not good, I will change the spiritual root, if the talent is not good, I will change the bloodline! If the comprehension is not enough, I will change the wisdom bone!

Li Jiuqing: Daoist friend, I see that you are gifted. Can you lend me your spiritual roots? ! "

Li Jiuqing: "Son of God, please stop struggling. I have coveted your Burning Heaven Saint Body for a long time."

Li Jiuqing: "Fairy, please stay. I heard that you were born with 'divine pupils'. Why don't we be friends?"

[The introduction is weak. Please move to the main text, big bosses!!]

"When the four great continents collapse and the heavens fall, I shall ascend to the Heavenly Realm of Mount Ling and take command of the Thunderous Voice."

Ji Yuannian stood in silence upon a lotus seat of ten thousand leaves, clad in pristine white Buddhist robes. His jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, eyes cold and distant as he gazed toward the far western horizon, where the vast and mist-veiled Mount Sumeru loomed.

...

Wherever paths cross, there are only immortals or cultivators—seated in stillness, preaching the Yellow Court Scripture.

And so, the story begins...

In Beiju Luzhou.