(There is already a Douluo fan fiction, you can read it without worry)

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The one standing in front of you is the last son of nature in the Douluo plane, the God King of Origin and End, the ruler of the Douluo God Realm, the only partner of the Silver Dragon King, and the beloved lover of all the goddesses, His Excellency Jing Shaoyu.

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A certain unnamed Golden Dragon King storage, the son of the God King, the blacksmith codenamed 50 said angrily: "I feel like I have lived in the shadow of Jing Shaoyu all my life! Damn it! Look at my grandmother entangled!"

A certain selfless, fair, far-sighted, kind and loving God King said angrily: "Jing Shaoyu is the biggest obstacle that prevents the Douluo world from moving towards light and approaching greatness. He has already died!"

A certain peace-loving, helpful, capable and gourmet who controls a world lamented: "That's right, Jing Shaoyu only needs to make a little move, but we need to consider a lot of things!"

This is a Dragon King Legend fan fiction with a genius and many female protagonists. The protagonist Jing Shaoyu rises all the way with the identity of the son of nature and finally becomes the master of the God Realm.

Good news: One is divided into seven, and they traveled through time at the same time. Bad news: They all traveled through time to Douluo Continent. Seven bodies, seven identities. Different martial spirits, interpreting different paths. Stone monkey martial spirit, head and arms twin martial spirits, eye martial spirit, iron rod martial spirit, armor martial spirit, seal martial spirit, cloud martial spirit. Disembodied martial spirit, monkey jumping out of the stone; big head and abnormally strong arms; iron rod with golden hoops on both ends... The seven martial spirits naturally formed the legendary image. When the seven bodies gathered together, seven into one, and the martial spirits merged, the name Qi Tian resounded throughout the continent! ... Yu Xiaogang: "Damn it, he is obviously a waste disembodied martial spirit with only one level of innate soul power, why can he break through to level 30?" Tang San looked at the blue silver grass and Clear Sky Hammer in his left and right hands, fell into self-doubt, and a voice rang in his mind..