Prehistoric: Beginning With Mediating Creation

As a small stone on the immortal mountain that carries the spirit for tens of thousands of years in the God Realm, Xing Yun never imagined that one day she would become an accomplice of a mudslide, and even buried the head of the famous God of War in the God Realm… … Not only was she buried, but she accidentally knocked him down after transforming into a human being from the god of war… Why is this legendary first god so brittle? She pondered that she was just a stone, and it wasn’t particularly heavy. Why was he so lost? Is it touch porcelain? ! Can’t afford to play? ! A certain marriage god (commonly known as Yue Lao) who is not too serious about the fun: “He is also your benefactor, if you only care about your own interests and ingratitude and don’t go down to save him, you will be beaten to ashes and become one with this mudslide. Said, these six realms will also be messed up into a pot of thin rice paste! Let’s just wait and finish together!” Xingyun with a confused face: “Then, if I rescue him, what if he takes revenge or beats me to ashes?” Yue Lao firmly patted his chest: “The God of War is magnanimous, wise and martial, and he will never care about a small stone with you!” After all the vicissitudes of life, Xing Yun, who finally rescued a certain god but was counterattacked, said with grief and indignation: “I promised not to hold grudges!” A certain God of War with a monstrous face and a dark belly in the back is as warm as jade, and his face is gentle: “When did I say that?” A certain Shi whispered bb: “I’d better do a mudslide…” [Sweet pet 1v1, I hope to be one of your sources of happiness]

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.

“The human body contains great medicine that can lead to the great way. After nine deaths, one can seek a new life, and practice the nine supreme methods!”

One person, one world, one era. A dream, a story, a persistence.

When Lu Fei woke up, he saw two monsters beside him. One had a bird's head, the other had a pig's head, and both were carrying a gourd on their backs. He was shocked. Subconsciously, he looked at himself and found his body covered in white fur... ... Ps: This is the story of a little demon with a bonus points panel, who struggles, stumbles, and ultimately grows into a formidable demon.

A female swordswoman just passed by with her sword above your head, and you looked up. Seeing the female sword fairy slaying the demonic dragon in the endless East China Sea a hundred years ago is the happiest thing in the world. You feel something in your heart and gather the fruits of the years to [slay the dragon]. An old beggar just passed by you and you glanced at him. Seeing that the gate of heaven was closed when the old beggar knocked on it with a dog-beating stick three hundred years ago, making all the gods in the sky laugh, you gathered the Taoist fruits of the years to [beat the gods]. Just now a scholar asked you for a sip of wine, and you squinted at him. Observe the scholar who read the sword at night five hundred years ago. One person had a sword and a white shirt. On the battlefield at the border, the heads of foreigners were killed, and the anger swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger. You condensed the Taoist fruit of the years [the majesty lasts forever]. … Peace and happiness come through time, this world is chaotic, and life is as thin as paper. Fortunately, Anle can see the highlights, sorrow and anger, or helpless past events in others, and then condense them into the fruits of the years to bless his own body. Young people practice, refine their gods, and accumulate Tao fruits. Knock on the door of practice calmly and become a saint silently.

“I am Hongyun, I just want to ask, should the good old man be bullied, should he fall?” The journey of a good old man who turned into a black-bellied man and swallowed the wilderness…

The eternal struggle between good and evil, Qin Shuang steps onto the path of cultivating, meeting various heroic individuals on her way to immortality, experiencing various events on her journey.

There are martial arts, demons, and the heavens and the worlds here, and martial artists can live forever and sweep across the heavens. Li Ming traveled through time and became a small constable in the Daxuan Six Gates. At the beginning, he obtained the entry system, changed his fate against the will of heaven, seized other people's entries, and advanced his own entries step by step. [Poor martial arts bone: mediocre roots, mediocre martial arts. ] → [Supreme divine bone: born supreme, the god of martial arts. ] [Mortal body: mediocre talent, an ordinary person. ] → [Chaos Green Lotus Body: Supreme physique, eternal taboo. ] [Intelligence: Talented, extraordinary comprehension. ] → [Full-level comprehension: All kinds of magical powers, all understood at a glance. ] [Strength as a bull: Extraordinary strength, far beyond ordinary people. ] → [Pangu power: Opened the world, arbitrary for eternity. ] … I heard that you are a person with double pupils and immortal bones, invincible in the world? I heard that you are a person of great luck, destined to conquer the world? Li Ming looked at his gorgeous entries, so many that he couldn't count them, and couldn't help thinking: "Sorry, my talent is better than yours!" ... Watch Li Ming climb to the top step by step, and make his own decisions for eternity! Many years later, facing the dark turmoil and the catastrophe of the era, a great terror descended on the heavens, and the gods and Buddhas in the heavens could not stop it. At this moment, Li Ming had already been covered with thousands of entries, and with one punch...

Troubled times have come to the world, and mortals are in danger. Only strong power is the greatest guarantee. Boxing is power! One side sacrificed the heavenly monument, giving Jiang Che the confidence to run rampant in this troubled world. As long as he sacrifices resources of equal value, his cultivation level will increase infinitely. Practicing martial arts and martial arts can even be accomplished in an instant. [Sacrifice goal: enhance physical fitness. 】 [The price of the sacrifice: two kilograms of blood, ten kilograms of bones, twenty kilograms of meat... Do you want to sacrifice? 】 【Sacrifice! 】 … [Sacrifice goal: sanctification of the body. 】 [The price of the sacrifice: the dragon vein of the dynasty, the fate of the country for a hundred years... Do you want to sacrifice? 】

The immortal cultivator was reborn in the city and became Zhang Yifeng, a failed second-generation college student, and started his counterattack. He steps on tall, rich and handsome men and punches all kinds of masters. With the secret skills of cultivation, he looks down upon the world and defeats all opponents in the world. "No one dares to be arrogant in front of me, because anyone who dares to be arrogant to me will never have a future." "In front of me, even the lofty queen must lower her head. Otherwise, there will never be a crown on her head. "

As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet – Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away… Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace… Father Wang: If you’re careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.