Peerless God Lord

Rebirth into the primitive society, is it unexpected or surprised? Ye Xi was born again, but in his heart there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping. Giant insects of the Carboniferous, dinosaurs of the Jurassic, and fierce beasts of the Paleogene, which primitive age is this time and space? Are humans so weak? What about rebirth benefits? No way, Ye Xi could only bring primitive people and sound the clarion call for the rise of the primitive world! Primitive: Ooooooooo amazing, my brother!

Wendao, who embraces the world tree, opens up a square world as an experimental field, sows the seeds of life, unlocks the wisdom of all spirits, and leads the development of civilization. The creatures of all races are just experimental products in his hands to verify thousands of cultivation systems and condense the fruits of brilliant civilization... In the world of martial arts, he preached to the Martial Ancestor in his dream, opening the beginning of the extraordinary. In the world of Taoism, he turned into an ancient Taoist priest, bestowing wordless heavenly scriptures on the three masters, creating a system of Taoism. In the magical world, he incarnates as a god, bestows the Philosopher's Stone, and spreads the way of magic. In the world of demons, he bestowed the way of incense and the method of conferring gods, casting heaven and hell, and the gods will prosper forever. Rune World, Mother River World, Dou Qi World, Martial Soul World... After the Endless Era, I heard that looking back on the past, he unknowingly opened up the heavens and the world, and the immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons in the sky are no more than pawns in his hands. He is, the cultivator of the civilizations of the heavens!

Lu Zhou wakes up to become the world’s most powerful and oldest villainous Patriarch, and finds that he has nine notorious disciples who are full of evil. His eldest disciple is the leader of the Nether Sect with thousands of minions, and his second disciple—Sword Devil—always slaughters others at the slightest disagreement… Without his cultivation base, how will he handle these evil disciples? His eldest disciple, Yu Zhenghai, said, “I’ve never had a rival in my life, and no one but Master can make me bow my head.” His seventh disciple, Si Wuya, said, “We can’t eat or sleep in peace as long as the Master is not dead!” … His ninth disciple, Yuan’er, said, “I’ll remember what Master said and be a good person.”

The young Luo Xiu was born humble and with mediocre talents, but unexpectedly merged with the ultimate treasure of the law of life and death. From then on, he hid the wheels of life and death from the heavens, took control of reincarnation, created supreme magical powers, and became a generation of great emperors.

This novel is also known as My Summons Can Learn Skills Bring the game skill system to the blue world invaded by the demons of the heavens. Returning soul corpses, aliens, earth house ghosts, undead, zombies, devil, monsters … all kinds of monsters of human fantasy on the earth have truly come in this world. Human beings become awakened through the power of the law of awakening, and the law of mastery skills fights against it. Chen Gou’s awakening talents are truly summoned, and the summons possessed can learn skills like the awakened. Blood, heaven and hell, Yin Cao Difu, Warcraft, Diablo, Liao Zhai … Abyss invaded the blue, while Chen Gou invaded the abyss.

Young Chen Xiang had a fateful encounter with a goddess & demoness and received their peerless heritage, divine pulses, ultimate martial arts, and transcendent alchemy techniques, which gave him an easy ride in his journey of cultivation. When hungry, he refines some spirit pills to eat as snack, when lonely he flirts with the goddesses, when bored he teases those martial artists who came to beg for spirit pills, when tired he lets his beautiful wives massage him.

She is a top-class spy, a poison specialist, but also a young and cute girl with a sinister temperament. In spite of her sweet and innocent appearance, she can complete any tasks without the slightest hesitation. One day because of an incomplete black magic, she was sent into the body of a girl who was deemed as a good-for-nothing. What kind of change will she bring to this continent? A Prince said with bitter hatred, “I thought she was weak and easily bullied, therefore I broke off the engagement. I really didn’t expect she is such a shrewd girl. I made an error of judgment.” The Crown Prince deeply sighed, “She is such a sexy evildoer! Obviously, she has a frail and tender body, but I am not able to overwhelm her…” Finally, an Emperor hit the nail on the head, “She is just a bit two-faced!” She answered, “You’re just a big pervert!” The Emperor carried her into the room and said, “You are predestined to be mine! A two-faced girl and a pervert are a perfect match, right?!”

An unknown disciple from a small sect battling against the strongest in the cultivation world! The long journey working at cultivation, the realization of destiny, and the chance to reach the apex of the world. Some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them. Zuo Mo is a zombie faced low level cultivator in a minor sect of a little world. Ever since he was picked up by the sect leader two years ago, he has no memories of his earlier life except a recurring nightmare. Navigating the rigid class structure and intricacies of the cultivation world, as one of the lowest possible of the lowest class, Zuo Mo’s dream is to earn money, and lots of it, through being a spiritual plant farmer. A chance occurrence reveals that someone powerful had changed Zuo’s features and erased his mind. The money grubbing zombie decides to set out on a journey of cultivation to find out answers. Fate colludes with chance, the drums of war are beating, the ghost of his past is coming…

A mysterious teenager adopts a Gobbler, the celestial beast in a chance encounter. In his journey pursuing his personal vendetta and despite against all odds, he kills his way through, turning into a demon, and ultimately the Heavenly Lord Asura.

It begins on the mountain. With the glint of a knife, a flash of steel in the hands of a sworn brother. A betrayal. Stabbed and pushed down the mountain, Zi Chen lied within the red-stained snow, left to die. This is where it begins; he is given life by lightning, baptized by thunder. Those who had once betrayed him should all suffer in his cruel revenge.

Qin Tian accidentally transmigrated into a sickly body, a body with broken Dantian that was unable to practice Qigong, in another world. Fortunately, God had mercy on him by giving him a level up system. Useless? That was him in the past. Not worrying about practicing Qigong, he was now able to kill Monsters to level up. Easy! Level up when killing Monsters; level up when killing people. An unbeatable sovereign of the clan in the eyes of other people, but in his eyes, he is a glittering big BOSS. With this level up system, he will no longer encounter any bottlenecks during a breakthrough in cultivation like other geniuses; all he needs to do was kill as many monsters, clan heads, sovereigns, world experts … to have a better life. Dedicating his life on a road to become an expert.

Lu Changsheng felt quite unwell. After transmigrating into a XianXia world, he came to possess a protagonist’s face. His temperament was extraordinary, creating many fanatics in all forms of life. Whenever he broke through to the next realm, it would create a “Heaven-Earth Phenomenon”. Whenever he read aloud a poem, it would alarm all scholars under the heavens. Whenever he spoke a few random words from the Tao Te Jing, Zhuangzi, or Huangting Jing, even more phenomenons would appear: a deluge of heavenly flowers, innumerable rays of multicolored sunlight, and mythical beasts offering auspicious omens. Whenever he casually went out to gain some experience and learn, mounts would turn up without being invited and buddhist monks appeared every 10 steps he took. However, it was exactly under this kind of setting. Lu Changsheng refused to believe by all possible means, that his cultivation was ordinary.