The gods in the divine world are hypocritical, and the evil spirits in the world are in power.

The beasts and humans are all useless.

Su Yu came from the mortal world, stepped on thousands of evil bones, and ascended to the throne of the supreme god.

The ice seals the false gods, and the imperial seal protects all living beings!

[Peerless Tang Sect fellows, if you don’t like it, don’t come in]

ps1: Don’t lick Tang San, don’t lick Huo Yuhao, and don’t be the protagonist’s nanny

ps2: The settings are taken from Dou 1 to 3, plus the legend of the gods, and do not use the settings of Dou 4.

ps3: We have already completed "Dou Luo Emperor Dragon Jingshi" by Ben Dou Yi and "Dou Po: Elemental Gods" by completed Dou Po, both of which have more than 2 million words.

Old author, quality assurance, no supervision, guaranteed, please feel free to read it!

"Peerless Tang Sect Fan"

Ten thousand years after the war between gods, Jialing Pass, the place where angels and Rakshasa gods fell, gave birth to a child who was both holy and evil. It happened that the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect came to worship the ancestor...

The Holy God of Death from another world, the Rakshasa God who should have fallen, the Ice and Snow Lord of the Far North, the blood-red nine-headed Bat King who survived the killing city...

The eternally burning wings will take me away from the sinking world. The glory of the angel clan will once again bloom in Douluo Continent!

[Hot fantasy, passionate novel]

He was once extremely loved by his father, but he was the most awesome swordsman in history!

Empress of Heaven? That's my concubine!

The great dragon of the demon world? That's my pet!

Demon war god? That's my apprentice!

I, Yun Hao, kill anyone who dares to be my enemy!

[You have traveled through time, and the wealthy businessman starts the game, but the blood stains all over the floor remind you that everything is not normal. Just when you are about to clean up the scene, there is a knock on the door from the police...]

[You are imprisoned and are about to be pushed to the shooting range as a scapegoat. In order to save yourself, you can only find a way to bribe the prison guards...]

[You discovered during self-rescue that the peanuts on the shooting range are not the only threat to your life. There are unspeakable things lurking in the darkness, revealing a hungry mouth...]

Once he traveled through time and was imprisoned, Lin En could only rely on his own brain to survive. He worked hard from the bottom to become bigger and stronger and create greater glory. He never thought that the world would never be as good as he wanted.

Years later.

"Why do you call me the evil god? It's time to liquidate you, the parasites of history, the remnants of the past, the hangings on street lamps, the reactionaries!"

…

Nature, sequence, relics, extraordinary people; this is the struggle of those from the lower reaches of history.

War, capital, innovation, gods; this is the crowning legend of the Underlord.

This is an era in which the ancient gods are gradually resurrecting. Evidence of the existence of the ancient gods is constantly being discovered on every planet in the universe, and even the ruins of their slumber, as well as signs that they are about to awaken.

In a history class, the protagonist Tang Xuan stared at the symbols drawn by the teacher on the blackboard in a daze. He thought to himself, isn't this the ancient god logo he registered in the game yesterday?

Teacher: "Students, this ancient god has a secret. It is said that as long as you crack this secret, you can get his blessings. Many archaeologists have invested decades of time and energy in this, but they have not cracked it yet."

Tang Xuan's shoulders were shaking. He had only one question. Where can I get the divine grace?

With the sword of killing immortals in hand, the flag of the gods can be cut to cover the sky.

The boy who walked out of the ruins,

Step out of the divine tomb and immortal burial in one step,

God's eyes are in the sky, turning his palms,

One cauldron cooks up a creation of eternal life!

The prosperity of the past has passed away, the clouds of the old rulers are resurrected in the disaster, Cthulhu is calling from the bottom of the deep sea, and the nameless flower of life is withering all the time...

This world is over!

In times of disaster, hope is more precious than diamonds.

Everyone is mentally ill,

except me!

This is the best of times and the worst of times;

This is a time of faith and a time of doubt;

It is a season of light and a season of darkness;

People have everything before them, and people have nothing before them;

People are on the road to heaven, people are heading to the gates of hell;

The road ahead is dark and full of thorns, so we never retreat.

In the song of the Sun Prayer, under the wail of the evil spirits of the Styx, under the eyes of the starry sky, how to choose the fate of the apostle, nightmares are always peeping at the earth, the sky has fallen, I am sinking into hell, and I can’t see my traces. , I abandoned the meaning of life and found the essence of "makeup artist" in this nihilistic world.

Seventeen sequences, one hundred and thirty-six professions, one hundred and thirty-six kinds of magic potions.

Dragons, sirens, werewolves, monsters, evil spirits, gods, mechanical blueprints, sea trains.

This is a legendary road.