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Lin Fan, the strongest player in the online game "Saint", who is dubbed "Skeleton Saint", somehow went back to two years ago and brought back his LV100 max-level character!

In this life, divine tools, the Lord of the True God, the Emperor of the Black Dragon...all that he has lost and not defeated will be settled by him!

Wearing the forbidden crown and controlling the vast cemetery, Lin Fan wants to create his own empire of the dead!

"This slime has an attack power of 10. No, let's use a divine magic to calm it down! Defense +50,000!"

Moreover, under the setting that the Skeleton Clan can only have one drop of blood, Lin Fan has an extremely abnormal caution!

After traveling through time, Huang Feng found that the world was a bit chaotic. The court was unreliable, the immortal sect was out of tune, demons were everywhere, and ghosts were causing trouble everywhere. Such a serious safety hazard immediately aroused his phobia of lack of firepower.

He is a person who doesn't like to join in the fun and doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. He just wants to live a comfortable life. But after a long time, he found that he seemed to join in the fun and meddle in nosy matters, and everyone listened to him.

Huang Feng: "If you have any opinions, just raise them. I'm not an unreasonable person!"

Yaogui Xianfan: "No, no, no, you are right!"

Everything covered by the technique is the truth!

Another space came, and God only manifested in front of him, and the ancient roar echoed in his ears.

Oops..

What should I do?

Ding!

Go shopping alone, you get stronger..

You eat hot pot alone and you get stronger again..

Watching a movie alone, performing surgery alone, fighting alone … not to mention dating, finding friends, what is the use of social activities … I just want to work hard alone, become stronger, and live

In the court of gods and demons, destiny collapsed.

The martial arts captured the military department, the demon sect controlled the punishment department, the evil sect took over the household department, the underworld took charge of the work department, and the demon clan stole the state capital.

The Jinluan Palace is filled with nobles, demons and puppets; all the princes are full of ghosts and monsters.

Li Qingxian, a fortune-teller, casts a fortune-telling mansion, fishes for fortune-telling stars, explores strange places, enters fate dramas, and lays out the overall situation.

It is a story about an ordinary young man who came to a world belonging to Qin Shi Mingyue with the destiny of regaining his strength and relying on hard work.

At present, the Qin Shi chapter has been completed, and the extra fight chapter is in progress.

On that day, Kamiyama Tendō learned about his life experience.

The warrior who slays demons and defends the way, the aristocratic family with a thousand-year heritage, these things that only exist in storybooks, broke into his life.

Just when he was in a state of panic, the man-eating monster, known as the Kamen Rider, also unreasonably tore his three views apart and turned the world into something unfamiliar to him.

Kamiyama Tendō: So it ends here, right? This world, shouldn’t get worse, right?

Kamiyama Taiji: No, my good grandson, in fact, you are not an earthling at all.

Kamiyama Tendō: ?

Kamiyama Taiji: Me neither.

Kamiyama Tendō: ? ? ? ? ? ?

…

Before a journey reaches its destination, its process is full of meaning, and no one knows what kind of destination it will eventually lead to.

Everything starts with the figure that turned into a dragon in the burning shrine.

“Do you want to take risks? Do you want to add excitement to your boring life…! Please go to xx to fill in the information, you are a member of our Sacred Pattern Guild.” A magician girl read the flyer. .

“President! Run! That guy xxx has lost his love again. He is looking for a duel with you now.”

“Damn it! If you become a Sword Saint, you will still lose your love!”

“President, that guy said that you lied to him so that he couldn’t become a magician until he lost his love. In short, you should run!”

“Damn, that guy even said that I harmed him even though he didn’t have the talent for magic. Forget it, I’ll leave it to you here. I’ll hide from him for a while.”

The magician girl saw that the guild leader of the holy pattern was so fast that it gave a small visual illusion of displacement, and quickly passed by her side.

The magical girl lightly stroked the magician’s hat, which was affected by the strong wind, and decided, “The Sacred Pattern Guild is really interesting. I decided to join this guild.”

In the first year of the Xinhuo calendar, a large-scale supernatural recovery occurred around the world.

In the second year of the Xinhuo calendar, Jingguisi was established and began to contain supernatural beings on a large scale.

Three years after Xinhuo Calendar, Xun Xi traveled to this world full of despair. However, what was in front of him was a diary written by himself before his death, claiming to be the future himself.

The diary foretells his future death.

In other words, every line and sentence in the diary is his final work.

And it will be updated!

"Others who have traveled through time are all the proud sons of God, and opportunities will follow them wherever they go. Why am I the only one who dies wherever I go? I am just like a rebellious son of God, a version of an orphan."

"unfair!"

When Yang Yi realized that he and the world were just a fantasy world created by the writer with words, he was unwilling to follow the writer's so-called outline to reach the peak of his life.

He defecated on the head of a thousand-year-old giant ape, urinated in an ancient river where an ancient dragon lived, and even cursed his ancestors in front of the gates of various peerless sects, just to ask someone to grant him a death.

But the author is so invincible that he even got the title of Sword Master for no apparent reason???

Don't let me find the author of this book, you bastard! I will chop you to pieces without leaving any bones to relieve my hatred!

"Master Yang is truly a god! Just by standing here and waving his hands, he can actually create two ancient holy formations!"

Yang Yi was pointing at the sky and cursing, but when he heard this compliment, he looked at the stunning scene in the sky with some embarrassment.

"Ah, this... really has nothing to do with me!!!"

Liu Lang, who survived a catastrophe, accidentally became a young jailer in the Heavenly Immortal Prison. From then on, he has become a part of the gods who have committed crimes.

Magic weapons, elixirs, and celestial techniques, can cheat if you can cheat, if you can snatch it, dare you not Here, bring me the tiger stool over there!