What would happen if one day you woke up and martial arts had descended upon your world?
Wudang, Shaolin, Huashan...
Born in troubled times, when human lives are worth less than dirt, I, Yin Kuang, will carve out a bright and peaceful world with my own hands!
After obtaining the Great Dao book from the Myriad Worlds, Yin Kuang's rise became unstoppable.
Old Demon Wang: "I'll give you a drop of Primordial Ancient God's blood. With it, you can become an Ancient God!"
Ye Tiandi: "I have a piece of Origin Mother Qi here. If you can comprehend the truth of the Six Paths of Reincarnation within the time I set, I'll forge a life-bound weapon for you!"
Desolate Heavenly Emperor: "Friend, you're too slow. Want to learn the Kunpeng technique?"
The Female Emperor: "This mask contains the laws of the myriad paths. Take your time and study it!"
Great Dao Book: "Heaven-tier mission: Comprehend Yin and Yang. Complete it to earn ten thousand Chains of Order, redeemable for a storage ring with ten thousand cubic meters of space!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
The current situation of Feilu's novels, leaving the system, no one patronizes, leaving a slap in the face, not being able to transition, leaving the routine, not enough words, talking about digging a hole, not caring about burying the soil, talking about the heroine, hugging her backwards, talking about the plot, the eternal routine, talking about being wonderful, all depends on the brain.
There are so many great gods in China, but you can create a Hokage to make a fool of yourself? Bad review. Detour
For those of you who have read this book, I just want to ask, do you understand it? I can't understand it. . .
Not to brag, I read Chapter 2 and didn't want to read anymore. Maybe there's something wrong with me and I can't understand it.
What the hell, it's a mess
What a mess, written completely in random order, the chapters are also messy
There are strong and weak martial arts. The weak ones are not even born strong. Rebirth with a drop of blood is a trivial matter.
I just want to say that if you write a barren novel, Zhenwu, Zhenwu, is not the real me. Zhenwu is the Tao, and the real self is the Buddha. I will go to hell with Ma's adultery.
I have a question. If your skills are so good, can the aura of the martial arts world allow you to complete the first level?
It's similar to Blue Blood Sword Xiaoao and The Deer and the Cauldron.