Jing Fan thought that he was an ordinary "Sacred Bone of the Great Dao" and was thrown into Tianshu Academy by the old man to hang around.
It wasn't until the heart of God in his body moved for the first time that he realized that he was carrying the final inheritance of the Human Emperor.
In the battlefield of the heavens, thousands of races are suppressing the territory, and the human race is like an ant.
Everyone said: Without top spiritual soldiers, you are just cannon fodder.
Jingfan touched the empty leather sheath on his waist and smiled.
My gun is buried under the old locust tree in the back mountain.
When dawn breaks again, the heavens will tremble.
