Nineteen years ago, stagnant water surged through the underground fissures in the East China Sea. Twelve members of the division held the formation, but no one returned.
In the end, the master only shouted one sentence - "Donghai City, the city is here and the people are here."
Nineteen years later, Bai Changsheng was guarding a shabby shop, a dry well, and a broken sword.
The nine nodes of the ancestral dragon-suppressing bureau → were polluted one by one.
Tanggu Old Street Old Well → Black water seeps out.
North Ring Overpass → Nine driven piles, with living human bones as locks.
Central Park Wishing Fountain → The ghost array in Seven Star Town is loosened, and the Yin Commander Card will wake up.
A sword breaks the peach wood to cut off the cause and effect, and the lightning strikes the wood and copper coins to measure the yin and yang.
A copper coin popped out, and the contents of the coffin fell to their knees.
The soul-chasing incense locks people for seventy-two hours, and the Qi-fixing pile holds the entire earth vein for one night.
On the highest floor of the CBD, the old senior brother was holding red wine and looking down at the whole city——
"Junior brother, it's time for Donghai to change his way of life."
Bai Changsheng raised his head and looked at the metal prosthetic eye across a city.
"The old man said, the city is where the people are."
"If you want to demolish the city, first ask me if the well under my feet will allow you to do so."
