After the Nine Kingdoms War, the delicate balance of Kalan Continent was restored.
However, the undercurrent of the times is quietly flowing, and countless conspiracies are being carried out around Ayukasi.
The gradually agitated Blood Abyss, the increasingly weak First Candlelight, the increasingly chaotic stars, the disappearance of the unknown mountains in the Far North, the drying up of the ancient sacred trees... All these signs indicate the arrival of a new era.
How should Ayukasi, who is in the hurricane, deal with all this that is coming to him?
Nine soul pets, nine fetters.
A hall of robbery souls, a bizarre adventure.
I looked down at them and they called me by my name.
I look up to the sky and write my legend.
“My name is Xia Lin, and I am the Lord of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations!”
On the eve of the end of the Nibelungen Plan, Lu Mingfei suddenly returned to the age of sixteen and truly possessed an S-class bloodline. What would he do in this time and space?
So, what if he is not the only one who returns to this time and space? What if there are still Nono and Eri?
So many tragedies have not happened yet, but the threads of the fate of many people have already been entangled.
Nono finally saw Shao Zai who turned into a monster before he was penetrated by Odin's spear. That face gradually overlapped with the face in his memory, so the feeling called love slowly grew.
Where is Eriyi? If she had to do it all over again, would she still choose that bad boy who promised to help her kill Ultraman without hesitation? Even if he disappointed her so much.
Oh, and Jörmungandr, the dragon king who endured the greatest loneliness, was suddenly intruded into her life by someone when she was most helpless, bringing such a dazzling light. She would fall in love with Chu Zi just like the last time. Fly?
"Now, make your choice, brother." Lu Mingze whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear. In front of them, two girls were nailed to a huge cross, and the flames climbed up along their skirts. His eyes were so sad, showing deep reluctance, "With power or power, kill one and get the other."
The new online game “Skyworld” is not a charge for props, not a time, but a template.
Monster templates, guard templates, mercenary templates, adventurer templates, hero templates, BOSS templates, as long as you want, you can play anything.
And look at the growth path of a professional player from wild monsters to the ultimate boss of the game.
"Zero talent at the beginning of the miscellaneous spirit root?"
"Very good, full order."
"There is no big gift package for newbies, no one can beat it?"
"Very good, open the instant kill for me."
"Master, are you about to die?"
"Very good, no...not good!"
"Master, please wake up quickly. I've brought you the Nine Transformations Golden Pill!"
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True introduction:
Chen Xuanqing has a problem.
While others were practicing crazily, he was waiting for the plug-in to recharge.
While others were enlightening the secrets, he was waiting for the plug-in to recharge.
While others were earning spirit stones, he was still waiting for the plug-in to recharge...
Finally, the one-year period was up, and Chen Xuanqing smiled!
"Come on, come on, the one who yelled at me before, you are called the Evil Sword Immortal, right?"
Lu Yao, a modern soldier king, traveled to another world with his soul.
The metal fragment that popped out of the brick turned out to be the tip of the magic sword left by the fallen god.
With this fragment, Lu Yao started his way to the sky.
Fighting for life in the academy where geniuses gathered, fighting in the desolate land dominated by demons.
The vastness of the star field makes the gods tremble.
The powerful rise of Yuan Zang in the central star field, the adventure in the Ten Directions Supreme Star Field..., are all coming.
In order to find the fragment of the magic sword, Lu Yao went through all kinds of hardships.
Only when the magic sword is complete can it summon god-level weapons.
Lu Yao searched hard... The world is a big chessboard.
Emperors, generals, unparalleled heroes, terrorist tycoons and powerful sects all have their own positions.
However, if a small pawn crosses the river, then.
Every fortune-telling has gold, but after the emergence of Heavenly Dao, Chen Banxian found that something was wrong with his gold.
Looking at the woman dragging the fox's tail away, he opened the hexagram money she paid.
"Ding, get one of the nine tails, and the number of lives +1."
It was obviously a red note, but after picking it up, it turned into——
"Ding, get the passive skill, I won't listen if you don't listen."
Chen Banxian:? ? ?
"Gan, you won't be able to make any money from this business anymore!"
“Corpse Processing” is over, but the lord has a lot to write, so this is it.
A person is a mage.
Three people are a team.
A group of people is a territory.
A group of people is the rise of an era.
I, Karen Heise, want to lead an era. If you think you are young and self-motivated enough, send your resume here.
My address: Gold Flash Town, the center of the world.
The magicians living in human cities guard the fire of their ancestors, sing ancient ballads, but drive red wild horses and gallop on the highway with a speed limit of 120. In the
world of mages, Roach, the junior junior imbecile mage apprentice at Northern College, is in a miserable situation where there are not enough credits and he may repeat his grade. Fortunately, there is no way to the end of the world. He got the opportunity to give Du Zheng, a talented senior, a mascot, the opportunity to earn credits by doing social practice.
But this social practice seems to be quite different from what Roach thought. The ability to suddenly awaken, the wounds that never heal in memory... The world, with his life as a singularity, collapses rapidly.
The combination of the senior of the Genius Combat Mage and the junior of the Mage who amuses the imbecile must think of ways to find the truth behind all this.
Forced by her stepmother, she was desperate and signed an agreement with the mysterious rich man to marry into the rich family.
Three years after marriage, the rich husband spoiled her.
Except for not giving birth to an heir.
In the luxurious villa, Pei Qiqi angrily smashed the newspaper on the man: “It says I am a hen who doesn’t lay eggs, Tang Yu, it’s obviously your problem.”
The man put down the newspaper and seriously agreed with his little wife’s words: “How can you write silly, you are clearly a pig!”
“Tang! Yu!” She jumped with anger!
The man chuckles: “It doesn’t matter whether you have children, you are my little baby.”
Pei Qiqi: This style of painting, how to say it changes, has changed!