"What? You said I'm just a loser who can't practice martial arts?"
Chen Changluo, who came from time-travel, felt deeply that it was difficult to practice martial arts, and now he has entered the immortal way!
You say you are a Martial Saint, able to conquer mountains and seas?
I hit billions of times the critical strike, reached the sky in one step, and turned into a warrior god!
You said you are the immortal emperor and the ruler of the immortal world?
My billions of critical strikes turned into heavenly saints, who looked at me like ants!
One day, an immortal strongman crosses the border and comes with powerful anger to destroy the world.
"How dare an ant compete with the bright moon?"
Chen Changluo smiled faintly, struck billions of times the critical strike, and destroyed the supreme plane!
A few years later, his eyes fell to the sky and the earth, and thousands of martial saints lowered their eyebrows.
