"The train circling the world, the alien gods made of steel, the mutants kneeling beside the railroad tracks, the shadows of giants in the clouds, the black birds with eyes and tumors..."

Qin Muyun carefully described to the doctor what he saw in his dream, and he was admitted to the mental hospital with satisfaction.

until........

He pinched a god to death in his dream, and when he woke up, his hands were stained with the blood of the god!

It turned out that this was not an illusion.

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Nine soul pets, nine fetters.

A hall of robbery souls, a bizarre adventure.

I looked down at them and they called me by my name.

I look up to the sky and write my legend.

“My name is Xia Lin, and I am the Lord of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations!”

Warlock John Kemp, this believer of the alien god has been collecting the blood of warlocks. After another harvest, he returned to the Dark City where he settled. When he just analyzed the harvest, he found that his treasure was stolen. In order to get back that thing, the magician followed the vague guidance and embarked on an adventurous journey again...

"Well, just make do with it..."

Feng Ling was reborn in an old body in the Ghost Continent. This old man was very powerful in his lifetime, but Feng Ling was in tears. Fortunately, he had the art of splitting himself into two bodies... It doesn't matter if he is old or sarcastic!

"Ningshuang, wait for me! Yuqing, follow me!"

A white skirt fluttered in the distance as an elderly man kicked away the bruised and battered pretty boy and walked away calmly. A woman in green lingered to finish off the opponent, winking and saying, "Young man, don't look down on the elderly!"

PS: A general's success is built on the sacrifice of countless lives; in the end, everything seems like a dream. Immortals and demons, who is right and who is wrong? I have no intention of killing anyone, but the human heart is treacherous, even more sinister than demons and monsters. All living beings suffer, and it is up to me to save the world...

(Written in detail in the early stage, calmly farming; written briefly in the later stage, stirring up the storm)

"Are you really little dragon girl?"

Fang Qiye looked at the beautiful girl in front of him who was wearing a black trench coat, a high ponytail, a long sword on her back, a revolver in each hand, and a small skeleton carrying an ax behind her. He swallowed and asked in a low voice:

"That little dragon girl from the Tomb Sect?"

The girl nodded with a serious face:

"Yes, I am that little dragon girl."

As she said that, the girl raised her hand and fired a shot, hitting the head of a howling zombie that rushed towards her...

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What? The official team must have at least three people? So next, who should we recruit?

A car, a gun, and as a police officer, I staged an American-style idai on the West Coast.

Capture my informant and beat up my little brother. Are you so cruel?

Have you asked me about the gun in my hand?

You must know that a gun is fast from seven steps away, but within seven steps, a gun is accurate and fast!

The princess was captured by the devil

It's such a frustrating situation

Fortunately, the brave arrived in time, and he undertook the important task of rescuing the princess from the hands of the devil

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It's just that the actual situation is a little different from the imagination?

Song Chen is reborn into a perilous and eerie fantasy world. Drafted by force into the army as cannon fodder, his only hope lies in a mysterious and equally sinister artifact—the Book of “Three Lives.”

This ancient tome, obtained on a stormy night, once spanned ten thousand pages. Yet now, only three remain; the other 9,997 have inexplicably decayed into dust.

There’s no doubt—the book is suspicious, and the world even more so. But trapped at the very bottom of this society, Song Chen has no choice but to claw his way forward—step by agonizing step—until he pierces the shroud of this world’s secrets and ascends to the very peak of heaven and earth.

Originally a small clerk, I stumbled upon an immortal transcending a tribulation, and was dragged back to the Warring States Period. To survive, I resorted to modern technology, experiencing major historical events. It's impossible to revisit the original history, but to adhere to the records in the history books, I deliberately concealed many things. A chance encounter with a secret manual gradually transformed me into a cultivator. Over the course of millennia, I encountered beauties of all kinds, but without a breakthrough in my cultivation, I vanished into the dust of history...