【Online game】+【System】+【Invincible】+【Fantasy】+【Space】+【Beauty】

The online game "Xianlu" is launched, and Lu Xifeng accidentally awakens the SSS-level talent: unlimited equipment bar

It was originally just an ordinary game, but it turned into a massacre.

【Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully equipped one million novice long swords, and the dragon was killed by your sword!】

【Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully equipped five million blood-red rubies, and your blood volume has overflowed the screen...

【Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully equipped 100 million speed shoes, and your attack speed has reached 300 million times per second, so happy!】

【Ding! Congratulations....】

"What!! That swordsman sank the ghost Z country continent with one sword."

"The door to Western fantasy is open! He opened the door to Shanhaijing with a fart!"

"Just at that moment, he played 3 billion attacks, so strong!"

Half a year later.

Lu Xifeng sat on the throne of the God King and was about to cry.

Qian Ruxue, the daughter of the God King: "My husband, why do you still have three million pieces of attack speed equipment?"

Traveling to the end of the dynasty when demons appeared frequently and warriors were rampant,

the impoverished and sick Lin Xuankong found that he had the fate of [old but strong]. The longer he lived, the stronger his talent and understanding would be.

At the age of fifty, his cultivation speed increased by fifty times, at the age of eighty, it increased by eighty times, and at the age of three hundred, it could increase by three hundred times...

Thousands

of years later, Lin Xuankong

, who had long since recovered his youth, suddenly looked back and found that the countless powerful enemies he had killed had turned into dust and disappeared.

The willow tree he personally enlightened had become the master of hundreds of millions of demons!

The full moon on the boat has gone from now on,

and immortality is originally a lonely person.

I am the sword.

Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps.

Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps.

Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!

I am the sword, the sword is me,

On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.

There are three snake eggs in a nest. The younger sister is the reborn empress, and the younger brother is the transformed Taoist.

Since they were born, the two have been practicing hard to become stronger, to seek revenge, and to take back everything.

Xu Chengxian is very amazing. He was a beast of burden before he traveled through time, but in this life he made up his mind to live a simple life.

The empress's sister was quite nice and was willing to reserve a position for him as the dragon horse pulling the chariot. But it is not the same for my brother Daojun. I am going to train him to become stronger and then refine him into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

Every second I sleep I gain a little bit of energy, and a short nap turns me into a first-level monster.

My silly sister and brother, get ready to receive love from their older brother.

Dare you steal my bird eggs?

Look at me, little snake, wagging its tail!

"I'll fight!"

(Urban setting + no system + invincible + multiple female protagonists) Bai Chen, the eighth hall master of the Black Prison Society, obtains a mysterious black tower and embarks on an invincible path of cultivation, enjoying the company of beauties and wielding power over the world!

Bai Chen: "I'm not targeting you personally, I'm saying everyone here is trash!"

I am invincible, do whatever you want!

[Extreme Muscle Training] + [Martial Arts Mastery] + [Decisive and Ruthless] + [Refreshing Read]

The great path has collapsed, and strange and bizarre things have sprung up everywhere.

You Chen is reborn as a teenager and awakens his martial arts panel.

Wind and Thunder Palm, Golden Body Skill, Eagle Claw Skill, Blood Slash Blade.

The martial arts skills that ordinary people practice diligently for a lifetime can be directly improved in terms of stats.

Who says only ghost tamers can fight against monsters?

When I circulate my martial arts, my body swells into a ten-meter-tall muscular giant.

What kind of eerie spirits are they? We can destroy them with our bare hands!

(Longevity + no system + non-cool text + fiction + slow pace)

(The main story is about traveling and witnessing the changes after the spiritual energy is exhausted.)

You have seen the prosperous times when the spiritual energy is rich, the myriad races rise up, and the geniuses are like the stars in the sky.

But have you ever experienced the exhaustion of spiritual energy, the withering of all laws, and the death of the great way?

Have you ever seen the huge immortal dynasty gradually become mortal? Countless sects are disbanded, and the cultivators of the world are tightly guarding the spiritual energy and staying at home?

Ants dare to exchange their life with the emperor, cultivators struggle hard to seek reform, the former geniuses struggle in the mortal world, and sick cultivators cannot die.

A hundred schools of thought contend, demons, immortality, death persuasion...

For the cultivators of the world, the exhaustion of spiritual energy is a cruel era. In this era, spiritual energy is life.

In this era, some people laugh heartily, some people live in mediocrity, and some people show their true nature.

Li Changxiao's talent for cultivation is not good, but he has the Great Dream Immortal Body. Able to control dreams, plant dreams...

Just sleeping can increase lifespan.

In addition, there is a dream space with spiritual energy in the body!

He became the most special person of this era, the only one who does not have to worry about lifespan and can practice slowly.

After the spiritual energy was exhausted for three hundred years, he walked in the mortal world, settled grudges, and watched the clouds rise and fall.

He witnessed the defeat of the Endless Immortal Dynasty, the fall of the Immortal Holy Land, and the sea turned into mulberry fields and turned into the sea again.

He is a preacher, a long-lived guest, and an extremely evil...

Zhang Deming has traversed, but why do other people traverse with their own system cheats, various lucky draws, bonus points, and experience from killing people.

Why is it just a code editing tool when I come to him, and everything has to be coded out by myself?

When he activated his golden finger, he saw the familiar code: if () {Cloud and Rain Technique cast successfully} else{Cast failed}

Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, as a senior programmer who died on the overtime desk, Zhang Deming said that if you give me an editing tool, I can code a world.

No system? It doesn’t matter, he will knock it out, he wants to wholesale the system and be the man behind the system.

ps: This article is a semi-hard sci-fi sci-fi article with a sci-fi core in the skin of fairy tale fantasy.

There will be a lot of professional basic knowledge of programmers, if you can’t understand the relevant professional language.

Please move to the relevant work for help, or ask Du Niang, Google, or you can work hard to learn software engineering from now on.

Having reincarnated into a different world, Murong Lin found himself utterly bewildered.

The golden finger system informed him that he needed to eliminate the protagonist—wait, he wasn’t the protagonist?

Innocently, Murong Lin turned his gaze towards the designated heroes, a butcher’s knife clutched in his hand. Regretfully, he realized he had no alternative but to end their lives if he wished to survive.

Hold on, this pig was a protagonist too? And that tree?

Without any choice, Murong Lin found himself forced down the path of bloodshed.

In the prosperous oriental city, there is a small martial arts hall that attracts the world’s strongest players.

The charge there is high, even if it is just a one-minute chat with the owner, it costs 8888 yuan.

There are no regular business operations there, and the museum is open for at most a few hours a day, and it is closed at intervals of three to five.

The service there is very bad, and the trainees do not get advice from the master all the year round, and they don’t even send out a practice uniform.

However, it is such a wonderful little martial arts museum, but every day there are countless strong people who want to join, even if they just go in for cleaning.

One day, the president of the Global Warrior Association, who has lived in the mountains for many years, visited this museum.

“Baba is going to make a birthday cake for me today. It’s very busy. Come and wait in line tomorrow.” A delicate and lovely little girl said gruffly.