The year of the heavenly steed was followed by the year of the original ruler.It's November, and the orbit of the home planet is drawn right up to the proto-junior planet.The Dark Lord lit up the Original Monarch Star in silence.Before Ning was about to kill the Sword Saint for a long time, in the giant abyss that had formed after this ancient splendor had collapsed, Yuanjun silently appeared and stopped in front of them.Thick gases shot out in all directions from the giant abyss, and the earth's crust below was constantly arched and torn apart.At the moment, it didn't seem like they were in the ground, but rather like they were standing on an island in the sky filled with clouds.Ning stared at Yuanjun for a long time and asked, "What are you talking about?"Harakune gradually transformed from his sheep form into a human, he grew a long beard, his head still topped with dark brown horns, and leaned on a wooden walking stick, looking li

The time in the Divine Painting Building rewinds back to four thousand years ago.It was the era when the Six Gods of the Taichu had just descended upon the Mother Star, and the Dark Lord had not yet arrived from the Dead Star Region to cover the sky, and the humans and demons were facing the native ancient gods on this nascent star, eating their blood, and surviving in the cracks.But this seems like a start for civilization.Situated on the stump of a tree, with the newly built wooden house behind her, Simi rested her hands against the edge of the stump and looked up at the sky, her long, light-colored hair falling to the ground in coils and piles, tainted with the fresh scent of grass and trees.Birds chirping in the branches, the white clouds also in the sky scroll flow, the breeze on the face, the Secretary will always think of the Yu Wat Peak in the boat across a thousand peaks of the night, suddenly out of mind.If you dwell on this beauty, it se