The sky is dyed blue with ink, and the sunset on Danxia Mountain is red.
The autumn wind blows violently and the yellow leaves fall, and all things come into being as spring passes and autumn comes.
From then on, he stepped onto the path to heaven, and the demonic sword killed all ghosts and gods.
The whole world is white and I am alone in the black. Right and wrong are fair and will be judged by future generations.
Mo Qingxuan, a young man who walked out of the Wushan Mountains, was determined to stand on the top of the sky and become the master of the human race.
