Rise of The Anti God - Chapter 760: Not As Strong As Before

In the night, cook wine with the master and discuss the way of heaven and earth!

In the snow, Yu Jian chased the tide of Guangling River!

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The sky and the earth are infinitesimal as a grain, and a life of peace is like the sea.

Lu Heng, who crossed over to the other world, found himself transformed into a huge white wolf, a mountain God of a remote mountain with a group of villagers under his rule.

In this strange and wild world, demons and giant beasts run rampant, and human order is almost non-existent.

These, however, are not what Lu Heng needs to think about. What he needs to think about now is how to tell this group of villagers that he does not need little girls.

Besides, he actually doesn’t want to be a God anymore…

Video games are one of the important ways to entertain people in the new era.

However, Take Yuxing from Japan, who traveled to a parallel world, found that the game industry in this world was extremely sluggish, and it seemed that it had never arisen.

So Zhu Yuxing decided to bring the ninth art to the world.

“Mom, Super Mario 3 is out! This is my most wanted Christmas present!”

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“My Zelda is addicted to picking branches and has no intention to save the princess”

“It was Link who saved the princess!”

“Huh? Is it? Well Zelda”

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“I am willing to sacrifice my soul just to protect the fire girl!”

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“More than racing, Forza is YYDS!”

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“Tifa is my eternal goddess!”

Games never sleep, this is a story that will only focus on developing the game entertainment industry.

(This story is a parallel universe and does not insinuate any related characters. Any similarity is purely coincidental)

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(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…