Shrouded in gray fog, the world is immersed in darkness.

You hear low roars and gnawing sounds;

you smell the strong smell of blood and decay;

you touch the wet and slippery limbs;

don't panic, they are the "relatives" accompanying you.

Born in the darkness, cut off everything with a bright and sharp blade!

This is a story that makes the existence wandering in the darkness flee madly to the place they call "light".

Every day you live, you can gain more days of life!

This is the theoretical immortality.

The sun and the moon alternate, the stars move, and dynasties change.

The world is constantly changing and strife continues.

Song Changming is a fire watchman in the Patrol Armor Division. At first, he had no great ambitions. After lying down and saving a hundred years of life, he just wanted to rise step by step in the Patrol Armor Division and live longer in a prosperous and wealthy life.

As for practicing martial arts and asking questions, it all started when he threw away the old man's ring.

[The only immortal cultivator + decisive in killing + behind the scenes + clear thoughts]

After waking up, Jiang Heng traveled to the world of immortal cultivation.

It’s a pity that the time he traveled through was a little wrong. At this moment, it was the end of the Dharma era. There was no spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the path to immortality had been cut off.

Fortunately, Jiang Heng possessed the Taixuan Treasure Mirror, which allowed him to steal spiritual objects from the other side's prosperous cultivation era as nourishment, allowing him to continue his path to immortality in the Dharma Ending Age...

[Hodgepodge world view], [pseudo dnd], [fun]

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"All the spells I developed and improved are out of the exploration of truth and the pursuit of science. You should not slander a simple scholar like me."

In the first year of the Third Era, Jia Xiu, the greatest spellcaster in history, the inventor of more than 10,000 spells, and the sorcerer known as the forbidden spell maker, answered like this when facing the accusation of genocide.

"Why does the infinite healing spell make the target's whole body get cancer? Just tell me if the cancer tumor is healing infinitely!"

"The absolute protection spell blocks the air and causes suffocation? Heaven and earth are conscientious, air is very dangerous, of course it must be blocked, I have sufficient evidence to prove that anyone who breathes the air will die."

"The little boy's summoning spell destroyed the Demon King's City, and the radiation produced made it uninhabitable for 30 years. Well, this, uh... I am the extermination of the demon race, how about it! I say I am innocent, whoever agrees, whoever opposes!"

[System + Magic Cultivation + Decisive Killing + Flexible + No Female Lead]

PS: This is a story about the devil, morality doesn't exist, the hero is devoted to the Tao, and will do anything to climb up, don't read if you don't like it! Don't read! Don't read!

He Qiu was betrayed by his father and brother. Adhering to the principle of "better to die with honor than to live in disgrace", He Qiu resolutely blew himself up and went to hell with those who betrayed him.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. He Qiu was reborn, and returned to the time before he became an immortal. He signed a contract with the Luck Plundering System.

If you don’t have the qualifications, you can plunder luck and exchange them for qualifications.

If your spiritual roots are not good, you can plunder your luck and exchange them for spiritual roots.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay. I only need one hundred points of luck to exchange for a portion of the blood of a wild beast. Please gather in the soul-capturing banner."

Steel is my scales, flames cast my bones.

The blood of the red dragon and the iron dragon interweaves and fuses in my body, creating a dazzling new life. Flames and steel are my innate talents, and adaptation and evolution are my power to prove eternity.

The weak are full of concerns, but the king has no taboos.

Anyone who can't kill me will make me stronger.

In front of me, those who kneel live, and those who stand die. All things live and die under my control, and I can decide life and death at will.

If the whole world is against me, I will burn this world with the power of a dragon, and then rule its ashes.

My name is Garros, the world respects me and fears me, and respects me as the eternal and immortal dragon!

[No heroine + villain + not a saint + decisive in killing + no system + white-haired and handsome male protagonist]

Guide for reading this book: The protagonist is a villain, it's dark, please don't disturb if you are not the target audience, thank you.

In order to obtain purer and more powerful power and for immortality, Xin Wuyu killed his father, killed his brother, and wiped out his entire clan and massacred the city.

He did all kinds of evil out of his own selfish desires, causing harm to everyone and making them suffer terribly.

But Xin Wu Yu's plan failed when it was about to succeed. He was seriously injured and lost his memory, and has been missing since then.

Just when everyone thought that the good was one foot higher, they didn't know that the evil was one foot higher.

The demon Xin Wu Yu, who should have been dead, unexpectedly passed through the fog and opened his eyes in another large area.

[Villain + No female protagonist + Decisive killing + Taboo reappears + Holy mother please do not enter]

In the era of the emperor's fall, the prosperous world, the Hongmeng Heavenly Dao controls the three thousand avenues. Under the three thousand avenues, three thousand immortal emperors stand side by side, shocking the ancient and modern times.

The Burial Emperor Mu Changqing rose from obscurity, came out of the massacre, transcended the constraints of the three thousand avenues, created the Burial Heavenly Dao, and fought against the three thousand immortal emperors alone.

That battle lasted for a hundred thousand years, making the endless universe dark and lightless, the original ancient world collapsed, and turned into the heavens and myriad worlds.

The emperor's blood stained the blue sky and the yellow spring, and finally Mu Changqing slaughtered all the three thousand immortal emperors by himself.

The Heavenly Dao took action, and fell in the extremely brilliant battle with the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao also paid a heavy price.

This world has gods, immortals, and indescribable beings.

The martial arts are in decline, almost extinct; the Shinto is glorious, the demonic way is sinister, both are high above.

Fang Yi traveled through time, opened his eyes to see the world, and became a warrior in a small place.

Fortunately, he acquired a unique ability, that is, no matter what martial arts he used, they would automatically mutate into poisonous skills.

The more martial arts you practice, the stronger the poison in your body.

Shinto? Demon? I wonder if you can stop my poison?

What do you mean by martial arts?

My poisonous palm can corrode everything in the world, invade the mysteries of the sun and the moon, and wherever it passes becomes a dead zone, and whoever it touches becomes dead.

Please taste it, all the great masters of the world!

I thought I was born in a nature reserve, but who would have thought it was a world of immortal cultivation.

My sense of security has fallen to the bottom, what else can I do?

The camouflage talent must be maxed out, as long as you can't see me, you can't catch me.

The defense talent must be maxed out, as long as you can't hit me, it's not me who hurts my hand.

The blood recovery talent must be maxed out, as long as my life breath is as strong as a dragon, we can have fun together!