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After accidentally identifying his owner with a piece of "carpet cloth", Wang Wu started a small business of setting up stalls across the world. "What? You swordsmen cultivators haven't watched "Sword Comes"? Then why should you practice swordsmanship? A high-grade spiritual stone has a minimum price, and the one with the highest price will get it!" "Uchiha Madara, I have a "Naruto" DVD here. I wonder if you are interested in it. Buy the complete set and come with a large-screen color TV. All the details of the ninja world will be covered." "In what age do flying pigeons still deliver messages? My lord, this 8848 titanium alloy mobile phone allows you to instantly contact your friends thousands of miles away." "Master Wuhan! I heard that the demon slayers across the street are equipped with mobile phones and ultraviolet flashlights! Why don't you buy a tube of T-Virus Evolution?" Countless gods, monks, ninjas, captains, rich men, heroes... Looked at this shameless stall owner and touched his flat wallet, loving and hating him at the same time.

The boy carrying the King of Glory system unexpectedly came to the world of immortals and demons. Possessed by various heroic abilities, they can defeat all kinds of gods! "Holy Sword, have you seen that enemy?" Taishang Ancestor's face was covered with bruises, and he was hiding behind the wall to fight. "Why fight alone when you can fight in groups?" With a wave of his hand, millions of monks rushed out and surrounded the enemy in an instant. "Low IQ will be contagious, stay away from me." The young man glanced at the dark-faced fortune teller. "Excuse me, I'm not targeting anyone. I'm just saying that everyone here is rubbish." On the battlefield of Ten Thousand Immortals, billions of lightsabers appeared behind the young man and he said calmly.

A world of cultivation civilization, a history that has been annihilated for thousands of years, the remains of a divine kingdom, a rising god...