[Hot fantasy, passionate novel]

He was once extremely loved by his father, but he was the most awesome swordsman in history!

Empress of Heaven? That's my concubine!

The great dragon of the demon world? That's my pet!

Demon war god? That's my apprentice!

I, Yun Hao, kill anyone who dares to be my enemy!

[You have traveled through time, and the wealthy businessman starts the game, but the blood stains all over the floor remind you that everything is not normal. Just when you are about to clean up the scene, there is a knock on the door from the police...]

[You are imprisoned and are about to be pushed to the shooting range as a scapegoat. In order to save yourself, you can only find a way to bribe the prison guards...]

[You discovered during self-rescue that the peanuts on the shooting range are not the only threat to your life. There are unspeakable things lurking in the darkness, revealing a hungry mouth...]

Once he traveled through time and was imprisoned, Lin En could only rely on his own brain to survive. He worked hard from the bottom to become bigger and stronger and create greater glory. He never thought that the world would never be as good as he wanted.

Years later.

"Why do you call me the evil god? It's time to liquidate you, the parasites of history, the remnants of the past, the hangings on street lamps, the reactionaries!"

…

Nature, sequence, relics, extraordinary people; this is the struggle of those from the lower reaches of history.

War, capital, innovation, gods; this is the crowning legend of the Underlord.

This is an era in which the ancient gods are gradually resurrecting. Evidence of the existence of the ancient gods is constantly being discovered on every planet in the universe, and even the ruins of their slumber, as well as signs that they are about to awaken.

In a history class, the protagonist Tang Xuan stared at the symbols drawn by the teacher on the blackboard in a daze. He thought to himself, isn't this the ancient god logo he registered in the game yesterday?

Teacher: "Students, this ancient god has a secret. It is said that as long as you crack this secret, you can get his blessings. Many archaeologists have invested decades of time and energy in this, but they have not cracked it yet."

Tang Xuan's shoulders were shaking. He had only one question. Where can I get the divine grace?

With the sword of killing immortals in hand, the flag of the gods can be cut to cover the sky.

The boy who walked out of the ruins,

Step out of the divine tomb and immortal burial in one step,

God's eyes are in the sky, turning his palms,

One cauldron cooks up a creation of eternal life!

The prosperity of the past has passed away, the clouds of the old rulers are resurrected in the disaster, Cthulhu is calling from the bottom of the deep sea, and the nameless flower of life is withering all the time...

This world is over!

In times of disaster, hope is more precious than diamonds.

Everyone is mentally ill,

except me!

This is the best of times and the worst of times;

This is a time of faith and a time of doubt;

It is a season of light and a season of darkness;

People have everything before them, and people have nothing before them;

People are on the road to heaven, people are heading to the gates of hell;

The road ahead is dark and full of thorns, so we never retreat.

In the song of the Sun Prayer, under the wail of the evil spirits of the Styx, under the eyes of the starry sky, how to choose the fate of the apostle, nightmares are always peeping at the earth, the sky has fallen, I am sinking into hell, and I can’t see my traces. , I abandoned the meaning of life and found the essence of "makeup artist" in this nihilistic world.

Seventeen sequences, one hundred and thirty-six professions, one hundred and thirty-six kinds of magic potions.

Dragons, sirens, werewolves, monsters, evil spirits, gods, mechanical blueprints, sea trains.

This is a legendary road.

All things are spiritual. In the long river of time, spirituality condenses and eventually becomes divinity.

One night, a god climbed up from the mountain ridge, moving like the sky and the earth were cracking, and speaking human words like thunder. Mountains turn into spirits, and when they move, landslides and landslides occur; rivers turn into spirits, and the waves overturn the sea. There are also wandering clouds in the sky that turn into spirits, which can cause thunder to kill them, and water from the sky to plummet, and ice and snow falling to the ground can destroy a living being. . There are also ancestors, temples, beasts, mechanized spirits...

The world has entered the age of divinity.

Those who practice as spiritual masters can make the gods enter the bottle and turn them into gods; they can also borrow power from the gods to make a contract, control thunder, and possess supernatural powers. For those with strong talents, when they are born, thousands of spirits will come from across the sky and try to get into the bottle.

Chen Shu has been practicing for decades, but he has never invited gods to enter the bottle, and he has not received any power from gods when he worships him. He is called a person without talent.

One day, Chen Shu suddenly woke up:

"Is there a possibility?"

"Am I a god too?"

In Indian mythology, the three-phase god suppresses the world.

Many immortals cursed all gods.

Asura has been practicing hard for thousands of years, and every time he receives a blessing, he will attack the heaven and beat the emperor of heaven.

"Hard training, blessings, beating the Emperor of Heaven, how come Indian mythology is all about this process? I am the one who gets beaten and suffers, I quit!"

Indra, who traveled through time and became the Emperor of Heaven, was angry.

then……

"Whoever the emperor likes to be, I don't work!"

Indra said.

"Hey, hey, that's not what the script is like." Shiva, the God of Destruction, had questions on his head.

"You have great merits in the past. This position of Emperor of Heaven should belong to you, otherwise the world will be in trouble!" Vishnu, the protector of the world, became anxious.

"No, Emperor of Heaven, I will bless you, go and beat Asura!" Brahma, the God of Creation, said.