[Rebirth] [System] [Shuangwen] [Slap in the face] [Waistcoat] [Daily] [No cp] Li Wenshu, the great author in the Internet literary circle, died suddenly while coding all night long.
It can't compare to books that are as stunning and brilliant as "Covering the Sky" and "A Perfect World", but they are still some good books.
"The Three Thousand Ways of Wuying" has just sold its film and television rights and will be released on March 27, which I think is good.
"Tongyou Little Confucian Immortal" can only be said to be awesome. Sensational, decisive, funny, and decisive in killing, it is not bad at all. It is not absolutely perfect, but it must be a masterpiece.
In "Sword Rises", Mr. Jiu is the only one in history who hates the Heavenly Sword Immortal and uses the resources of the Immortal Platform to attack the Great Emperor. Gu Hengsheng, with the power of the Hate Heaven Sword, shakes eternity hard. Bei Gongxin was lonely, and in the end, he just became a fisherman.
The third gentleman plotted the past and explored the present, using the emperor as a chess piece to lay out eternal marks.
Mo Yibai established a floating life and realized the three lives in the world of mortals. He set up the Heaven Sealing Formation and sealed the Beigong.
The cover is about fairies from all over the world. The Bloodline of Burial Sky has a grand start. At first glance, it looks like a ghost blowing out a lamp, but at a second glance it seems a little bit like covering the sky. There is also a story about a little girl in a perfect world who takes out the eggs of a blue-scaled eagle... The first chapter is about sisters, and there are pictures... The pictures in the first chapter are very restored, take your time.
"The Way the Fire Comes" Chapter 44 (Excerpt) After saying that, he raised his eyebrows and raised his left hand high, then clasped his hands together, then opened them, and saw a bright "Swastika" seal appeared in his palm, which looked like it was made of gold. The movement of the Dharma form of the big Buddha standing upright behind him is synchronized with it, and a big Dharma seal with the word "" that shines like the sun also appears in the palm of his hand. Wan Qianqiu's right hand gently held up the "" seal, and slowly pressed it forward, very slowly but very steadily. The two seals with the word "", one large and one small, carry the power of collapsing mountains and destroying mountains, as if they are carrying the power of the entire world and are moving forward, while the long river of squeezing words continues to retreat. Seeing this, the expression of the old man in plain clothes finally changed. He put on a robe without wind and raised it up high. He said angrily: "It's too much to bully others. Do you really think that I, a Confucian, can be bullied?" After hearing this, Wan Qianqiu burst into laughter and said domineeringly: "So what if I bully you?" Immediately, he waved his hand violently, and two big seals with the character "" came out of his hand and struck at the four of them with lightning speed. The expressions of Chu Huainan and the three of them changed greatly, and they hurriedly tried their best to activate the Zangtian Pavilion. The Zangtian Pavilion rotated rapidly under their urging, and the long river of words around it almost condensed into substance. At this moment, the old man sweeping the floor raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes angrily. He was wearing a long robe without any wind, making a hunting sound, and shouted loudly: "Is it tolerable, which one is intolerable?" As the old man sweeping the floor shouted, the roaring sea appeared behind him, and a giant kun from the North Sea was swimming in it. If you look closely, you can see that the sea and the giant kun are both evolved from densely packed and extremely small words. At this time, the old man sweeping the floor said loudly: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is..." It is the Confucian classic "Xiaoyaoyou". With the sound of the old man sweeping the floor reciting, the words evolved into the giant Kun in the North Sea, which gradually grew in size, and was not inferior to the giant Buddha standing tall on the ground behind Wan Qianqiu. "It turned into a bird, and its name is Peng..." The old man sweeping the floor shouted loudly, and only heard a melodious sound of Kun, and the giant Kun in the North Sea set off huge waves and rose into the sky. The giant kun from the North Sea jumped high and turned into a roc in the nine heavens. As a high-pitched roc crow sounded, the roc spread its wings and blocked out the sky... The old man sweeping the floor shouted again: "The universe floats day and night." As he shouted, behind him, the blue sea and sky, the sun and the moon emerged. Immediately, he pushed forward with the hand seals formed. In an instant, the small tower of light formed by Zangtian Pavilion merged with the Peng bird. It was held in the mouth of the Peng bird. It was like the most powerful warrior holding the sharpest sword and stabbing forward at a very fast speed. At this moment, both sides put their all into it, and the spiritual struggle was reflected in reality and could no longer be concealed. At this time, even some ordinary people who had never practiced spiritual practice almost felt something abnormal. They heard the sound of reading aloud and the sound of the long river of words flowing. Of course, they also saw the giant Buddha standing tall in the sky and the sea of strange flowers that almost filled the void. They were shocked and inexplicable for a moment. So some people fled like crazy to avoid this monstrous disaster. Some people boasted that they were highly cultivated and remained calm in the face of danger. There were also many true Confucian disciples who suddenly felt inspired and started painting. There were also people who were singing wildly and composing poems loudly in the wind and rain. "I am a madman of Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius." "On the battlefield in the autumn, the troops are flying fast, and the bow is as frightened as a thunderbolt." "The river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages." ... Seeing such an amazing peak showdown, some Confucian disciples with free and easy nature, heroic spirit, immediately sang in the wind and rain, showing the Confucian freehand style, how happy it is? It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. With a "boom", the "" seal that quickly merged into one collided with the bird holding the Tibetan Pavilion in its mouth. For a moment, time and space stopped, the heaven and earth lost their voices, the heavy rain falling from the sky stopped and suspended in the air, and the Confucian scholars who were still singing wildly stood still and lost their voices. In an instant, it seemed as if everything had gone through a vicissitudes of life, everything returned to its original state, heavy rain fell to the ground, and the high-pitched chanting of the Confucian scholars resounded throughout the world... The Zangtian Pavilion flew out with a "boom" and hit Mount Tai in the blink of an eye, collapsing several peaks, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, and was buried under the rubble without any movement. Countless people watched blankly as the nine-story high-rise building that had stood in the sky and had not been shaken for thousands of years disappeared in an instant, collapsing several peaks of Mount Tai. They all opened their mouths and became speechless. How could the shock in their hearts be described as a stormy sea? But when the light dissipated, the long river of words stopped flowing, the light and shadow became illusory and dim, the wings of the roc were broken, the sun and the moon exploded, the blue sky shattered, and the sea evaporated. Chu Huainan and the three of them were seen hitting the high wall behind them, vomiting blood and motionless. The figure of the old man sweeping the floor became illusory, guarding the three of them. He looked at Wan Qianqiu in the light wind and clouds with faint eyes. He saw that the giant Buddha behind Wan Qianqiu split open and turned into the form of the Demon Ancestor. Under the Demon Ancestor, a sea of flowers bloomed from the other side, as red as blood, and the sky was filled with fire... The faces of Chu Huainan and the three of them were ashen, and they looked at Wan Qianqiu with dark eyes. Their hearts were cold. They thought that Wan Qianqiu was so terrifying? A Martial God, two Martial Saints, and a mysterious old man who far surpassed the Martial God realm, used Confucian artifacts to be so vulnerable? They tried their best but were easily defeated by Wan Qianqiu, how could they not feel despair? In the realm of heaven and man, is the combat power so terrifying?
[Reading tip: This is an architectural fantasy that my family has never seen before] This book has a new framework system and world view. I have read similar books like "Look for Me", which specializes in all kinds of top book shortages. It is very well written!
. "Record of the Explosion of Combat Power!" The Immortal Emperor's Moment of Godhood" "From the Immortal Emperor to the top of the heavens, every battle is the scene of the battle to become a god! The exaggerated achievements of 'Integrate Ten Thousand Laws to Conquer the Heaven's Chosen', and the ultimate killing move of 'Born for Disaster', Lord Linglong uses digital descriptions to make the feeling of satisfaction concrete. Book fans: 'I would like to call this ceiling of combat power Ultraman in the Immortal Realm!'"
This book is very good, the plot is smooth, the protagonist is domineering, the golden finger can swallow other people's physiques for his own use, and there are a lot of words! ! !