The godhead mask originated from the ancient shamanism technique.

Commonly known as inviting God!

Use your life to act like a god, use yourself to become a god!

Travel through the world under one person, awaken the King of Glory mall system, and use the godhead mask to embody the power of the King of Heroes.

Sikong Zhen: Five thunder rectification? Break the darkness with thunder!

Zhuge Liang: Zhuge Qing, do you think I look like your ancestor?

Zhao Huaizhen: Wang Ye, I can also do Wudang Tai Chi!

Zhong Kui: Is this the complete version of your Wang family’s Julingsend? This is the full version!

Jiang Ziya: Eight magical skills? Have you ever heard of conferring gods?

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From the time I made a wish, something gradually started to go wrong!

Jiang Tiandao inexplicably travels to another world because of the system, and in order to compensate Jiang Tiandao for all the powers given to him by the system. After he graduated with a doctorate at the age of 16, he went to the peninsula and met his neighbor who committed suicide. After saving him, he found out that his neighbor's name was - Cui Shirley.

A young man who fell into the mortal realm from one hundred thousand year-old Forsaken Cemetery competes with Heroes from many sectors of the Heaven, creating an immortal legend. As I am born, I am the ruler of the world.

“Lu Li, the sinner, slew his fellow disciples and stole the secret sword. Now that the evidence is conclusive, so combined punishment for several crimes will be meted out. He is no longer the disciple of the inner sect. Send him to the eighth level of the Dark Prison. Never be released!”

Lu Li opened his eyes and put his hand on his knee without expression, trying to get up.

“Kneel!”

Lu Li stood up straight and listened to the commotion behind him. A trace of mock flashed across his handsome face, and his eyes glanced all his fellow disciples standing in the square.

Anyone who was glanced by him would subconsciously avoid his eyes. In an instant, the entire sect square fell into an eerie silence.

“Execute him! Immediately!”

Just before graduating from college, I was dragged into trouble by my bad friends. I had originally planned to go abroad as a mercenary to make some money. Then I encountered good teammates, bad teammates, and weird teammates. Thinking that mercenary life would be difficult, I was about to give up. But then I stumbled upon a treasure map of an ancient European empire. I set out on a treasure hunt with my friends, but...

Yan Bugui was unlucky.

First he became a member of the Huashan Sword Sect, but within three days he caught up with the Sword Qi Fighter, and then was left behind by Feng Buyi and others on Mount Huashan.

Fortunately, Ning Nuxia helped him speak, giving him the opportunity to change his family and join the airbenders.

Yan Bugui said he was under a lot of pressure just because he and Yue Buqun were brothers despite their background in Jianzong!

Fortunately, the internal skills and mental techniques he had read in books and TV shows helped him a lot.

From then on, Taiyue became beautiful and unparalleled.

And this is just the beginning.

"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.]