Daxia Changming People

Inside the Lingmen, countless giant eyes gazed at the world from a distance. When secrets whisper, evil agitates, the tunnel that seals all evil is broken, and the evil army that covers the sky and the sun sweeps across the city like locusts, submerging high-rise buildings, and the world becomes a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood... And in the eastern land, there is a group of people who either stand on the yellow sand border or garrison in the neon city. The sharp sword is in hand, the cold knife is at hand! Chen Lingchuan's eyes were stern and he showed no fear on his face, "The Changming people are here, all evil spirits... Beheaded!!"