Ask Heavenly Lord to Make the Decision for All Races

In the wild world, there are thousands of races, thousands of ways, magic, fighting spirit, martial arts, swordsmanship, demons and gods, it can be said that everything is available. And he, Lin Xuan, has traveled through time. Although he is still a mortal, he has a system. Even an unreliable technological measurement system still makes his blood boil and burn like the sun. Dragon Clan: "Please, Heavenly Lord, make the decision for our Dragon Clan. Our Dragon Clan is being fed to the dining table." Kunpeng: "Please make the decision, Lord Heaven, my Kunpeng clan will be listed as the new eight treasures." Mr. Maori Xingjun: "Gurgling, gurgle, gurgle, heaven, Tianzun, please make the decision for me. I am forced to lay an egg by that bastard Lin Xuan..." The gods looked at each other and whispered, "Isn't this Lord Maori a rooster? Can a rooster lay eggs?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.