The Great Desolation Is Coming: Leading the Blue Dragon to Push Through the End of the World

When I swallowed a golden elixir, I realized that my fate was not determined by fate. The prehistoric monks Xuan Gao and Qinglong Yuan Qing were accidentally involved in a time and space storm. When I wake up, the world has changed. Zombies are rampant, monsters are raging, and humans are huddled in the base, humbly begging for the mercy of "superpowers". There are even people who claim to be "holy", control thunder, and are worshiped by everyone. Xuan Gao flicked the blood of the blue dragon remaining on his fingertips, looked at the so-called "tenth-level monsters", and fell into deep thought: "Can this kind of defective product that is not even a monster be called a catastrophe?"