I Looked Lonely!

In 700 AD, there were dark clouds outside the Nantian Gate. An army of unknown forces attempted to invade the earth through the Nantian Gate. The monster led by it was wrapped in armor made of metal, with no trace of skin visible. It was as if the armor grew directly from the body. There was a strange symbol on the chest, which looked like a totem. The armor was dark purple, with a transparent and dazzling color, reflecting the aurora as unpredictable and beautiful as glazed tiles in the sun.

[Chapter 33: A new starting point, the arrival of the fourth natural disaster] "Star-class space battleship detected" "Damage value: 99%" "Energy value required for repair: 13.99 Million" What? Not enough energy? Lu Feng casually issued a mission: looking for ore. Deep in the mines of Mars, countless "blank board" players trembled with frozen fingers, fighting with mice the size of lions, avoiding the pursuit of ferocious "monsters", and never tired of offering precious ores to the "mine owner" Lu Feng...

Hera Nicholas Lestrange considered herself a very good wizard, at least until she was rejected by Dumbledore twice. In the summer of 1991, after being rejected by Dumbledore for employment again, Hera sat in the Pig's Head Bar and pondered, was she still not good enough? No! How is this possible! ? But when he saw the latest report in the Daily Prophet, Hera fell silent. "Shocked! Quirinus Quirrell, an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, actually applied for the position of professor of the cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts course..." Hull drained the butterbeer in his glass in one gulp and leaned back in his chair dejectedly. "I didn't expect that that little stammering boy from Quirinas could actually become a professor!" "How on earth am I inferior to him! Fxxk!!!"

All the Buddhas have fallen, and the Dharma has withered; Immortals are vast and Taoism is prevalent; Three thousand great worlds, nine thousand small worlds; Billions of living beings, just a small pond; I practice my Taoism, and he teaches others the Dharma; If Taoism cannot defeat it, Buddhism will help; If you want to use the trump card, first come up with a mantra: Amitabha; If the trump card is not enough, here is another mantra: Namo Amitabha; What? Are you saying I'm swearing? Fellow Taoist, this is just a spell; What? Am I a monk? NO, NO, NO, a poor monk who practices Taoism. PS: Starting from 12.24, Two chapters with more than 5,000 words will be steadily updated every day. The actual number of code words per day is 8,000-10,000. If you are encouraged, I will risk my life to repay all the donors, no, fellow Taoist!

After accidentally obtaining a mysterious witch tower, Yang Ling stepped into the threshold of witchcraft practice and became a blood witch. Others can only summon one or two monsters, but he can use his mysterious witchcraft to tame thousands of monsters and form a huge army of monsters...

Fifty years ago, Huang Chao died late. Fifty years later, history has changed. This is the fictional Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Chen You, a low-level official, traveled through time and became a general in troubled times. How did he step by step become the pillar of the country, and why did he transform into a thief who robbed the country in the eyes of the courtiers. Calculation, ambition, emotion, ideal, how should Chen You choose? In April of the third year of Jingrui, there were enemies outside, unrest inside, no one to rely on, no one to trust, so I had to fight for a way out on my own.

Please pay more attention to the new book, "Taoist Priest, Times Have Changed". Humanity is declining and deceit is rampant. Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the common people are too miserable. I, King Qilin, am willing to use a ghost-killing sword to carve out a Yangguan Avenue for my human race amidst the surrounding demons! QQ group number: 853332369. If you like chatting in water groups, come together.

Ice Demon on patrol The bone-piercing cold is ice; the extreme in the human world is called demon. Cold emerges from the cemetery of the gods; demons also patrol the underground city. The ghosts in the underworld cry and the dead are frightened; the Dragon King moves in the Valley of Thunder. The eternal gods and demons ask the sky; the blood of anger dyes the nameless ground red.

Mystery makes me strong. I keep exploring the mystery and looking for the truth of the void world.

The heaven and earth were initially settled, and the avenues were in disorder. Today, all the immortals have jointly set up a list of gods to establish the order of heaven and earth. They have set up the Heavenly Palace of the Nine Heavens and the Netherworld to grant the gods of heaven and earth. Qingyuan, a Taoist boy from the Zixiao sect, was a poor man with no immortal roots. Because he devoted himself to cultivating Taoism, he went to the lower world. There is no Hongjun, no Sanqing, no Ziya, no Yang Jian, no Nezha in this book. This is another story about becoming a god. New book released: "Taixu Transforms into a Dragon"

This is 1984. This year, Super Mario had not yet been released, Atari was on the verge of bankruptcy, Nintendo was still limited to Japan, and EA and Ubisoft had not yet appeared. One morning this year, Li Ming, a game enthusiast in 2014, woke up from his sleep. He suddenly discovered that he had come to this era and was reborn in the body of a 19-year-old Chinese-American Jester Lee from California. And accompanying him, there is also a game development giant system... Let's see how the protagonist punches Ren Dou, kicks Sega, and kills Sony Game to death at the starting point! "I'm just an ordinary gamer. If there's anything special about me, it's that I love it." - Jester Lee, the greatest game designer in history and winner of the GDC Lifetime Achievement Award.