Today’s headlines –

“The Malaysian Master has broken through nine products and fought the world!”

“The pony master is the best, sweeping Eurasian!”

“Joe’s helper once again, suspected of nine major masters!”

“The god of the gods is not old, the global master list re-enters the top ten!”

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Looking at a piece of news flashing, Fang Pingxin is so tired, this script is wrong!

The weak scream till hoarse without anyone who cares.

The strong soft whisper with words deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

A burning skill tree, each leaf carrying a different spirit pattern. With his sect destroyed, Lu Ye, who was reduced to a mining s*ave, became a cultivator. He soon started to stir up the land of Kyushu.

Year 2056, in a city in the Yuan Jiang Su Jin area. On top of a ruined, shattered six story residential apartment sits a teenager wearing a combat vest, militaristic trousers, and alloyed battle boots. On his back is a hexagonal shield and equipped is a blood-shadow battle knife. He sits there silently on the edge of the roof. At this time, the sparkling sky was shining and there was a refreshing breath within the air that blew towards him. However, there was only silence within the ruined, deserted city, with an occasional howl that makes your heart skip a beat.

In the first year of the Starry Sky Calendar, mankind entered the interstellar era, and interstellar immigrants, spaceships, alien families, and extraterritorial evil gods... came one after another.

In the 717th year of the Starry Sky Calendar, Fang Xing looked at the dense alien army under the background of the universe, saying that the alien army, the immortal cultivators, the tentacles, the secret religion, and the evil gods would all be shocked by my supreme talent and blown up with my iron fist...

Well, this is actually a story about a time traveler who can do whatever he wants in many alien worlds by relying on the professional panel...