Hundreds of millions of galaxies crisscross the universe, forming intricate barriers.

A man in white walked in the starry sky, white as snow, black hair as a waterfall, his face was grim, looking straight ahead, as if he would never stop.

I don't know how long I walked.

Suddenly there was a bright light ahead.

He narrowed his eyes and muttered, "Is that where I came from?"

He is none other than Su Yi, who should now be called Emperor Su.

A powerful existence that shocks the heavens and the universe!

Now, he is looking for a starry sky back to Earth.

Along the way, he encountered countless hardships and overcame obstacles to get to this point.

Soon, he stepped into the light.

"Vainly trying to change one's life against the heavens and destroy the cause and effect of time and space!

At this moment, an extremely powerful voice resounded in Su Yi's ears, shocking him so much that before he could see the enemy clearly, he only felt that his body was struck by a terrifying thunderbolt, and then his consciousness fell into chaos.

......

Huaxia, Yucheng, in a rental house.

Bang!

Su Yi suddenly rolled from the bed to the ground, and he was so startled that he quickly sat up.

Looking at the empty rental house, he had a bitter expression and muttered: "It's been ten years, why don't you still refuse to give up the glory of the past?"

Ten years ago, he went against the sky and returned to the earth's time and space from the ancient times, but he attracted the jealousy of the heavens, and his cultivation was scattered, and he became a mortal.

His storage rings are gone.

The earth has no aura and cannot cultivate, so he can only return to ordinary life.

In a bitter mood, he got up, turned on the computer, and habitually logged on to the Genesis Chinese website to read the book review area of "Ten Thousand Demon Emperors".

Junk book, poison point explosion, no logic, Shennong is dead - keyboard warrior armor.

Author, can you hurry up, if you don't change dozens of chapters a day, Lao Tzu won't read it-primary school student Li.

Still want to ask for a ticket? You don't even give it to your father-pirate Wang.

Die on the street, and still want to become a god, if you become a god, Dad, I will eat your three catties of rice - Troll Peng.

......

Looking at these comments, Su Yi showed a wry smile on his face, didn't bother to pay attention to it, clicked on the writer's backstage, and saw his pen name that let me laugh, the wry smile on his face was even more bitter, and sighed: "It's almost the same as letting me laugh, let me cry." ”

After returning to Earth, he was forced to make a living, and began to write novels on the Internet, and after many books in a row, he decided to write a book called "The Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons" based on his own experience, hoping to eat enough.

Immediately, he logged in to his penguin buckle, and as soon as he successfully logged in, an avatar lit up.

"On the shelves at 12 noon on August 14th, get ready, don't hit the streets!"

The speaker was his editor, Su Yi's emotions fluctuated, and he wanted to say a lot, but in the end he only typed two words: "Okay." ”

Only he knows how unreliable these two words are.

The online writing industry is extremely cruel, and it is difficult to make money, because most people don't like to pay to read books, and it is difficult to fill their stomachs by sitting in front of the computer for countless days.

A chapter costs only a few cents, but no one is willing to buy it.

It's better to go and ask for food, and if you don't say a word, someone will lose a few dollars.

The central acid is known only to oneself.

At this moment, some fellow brothers and young people began to chat with him privately.

"Do you want to put it on the shelves? Can 1,000 people subscribe?"

"Aren't you pretending to be forced, it's on the shelves, I've written a few copies, and I don't have to hit the street!"

"If your book has 3,000 subscriptions, I'll have your last name!"

"Hahaha, can you have 5,000 subscribers? I have, hmph, you can't compare to mine!"

Looking at these remarks, Su Yi was expressionless, did not reply, and silently closed their window.

He seems to be indifferent, but there is a fire in his heart!

So I updated the author's words in the book:

Where are the Daoists of the Su Emperor Sect! It will be on the shelves at 12 o'clock at noon tomorrow, come and support it quickly!

QAQ everyone remembers to use book currency subscription support, the subscription on the first day of the shelf is very important, only book coins are counted, books are not counted.

We have a chapter of 2,000 words, only a few cents, with the book money to chase the pressure is not as great as imagined, a month is estimated to be only about ten yuan, we generous deduction reading and often various activities to send books to read.

Can you eat a bowl of beef noodles for ten bucks?

I can't, but you can see it and make me happy.

So I hope you pay to support it!

We are very strong in the new book period, with a maximum of more than 85,000 weekly recommendation votes, but that is only before the shelves, and the shelves are the real test.

Before it was put on the shelves, I was still trying my best to add more, and I didn't reduce the update because I had to pay, so I was worthy of everyone's previous support, and I wrote tomorrow's explosion overnight tonight!

Whether it's a dragon or a worm depends on tomorrow, and tomorrow at 12 o'clock at noon!

If the book is pounced, I am afraid that I will not have time to go back to the ancient times, and I will starve to death in front of the computer.

Those who are willing to support will leave a message at the end of the chapter to sign in!

For example: Su Di Zong-Feng Lie will support!