The world collapses and the world is destroyed
The young man held his head and cried bitterly, kneeling down. The strong oppression from the world made it almost impossible for him to distinguish between reality and illusion. The villagers who were fleeing from the natural disaster were losing their lives.
The young man gritted his teeth. The saints surrounded the village, the demons invaded, and the demons hunted. The Happy Village was in danger, and the oppression from heaven was also on the other side. Is the human race hopeless?
When everyone is not optimistic about the human race, at the last moment of crisis, there are always people who are willing to give up their lives and choose to be a candle to illuminate others. The weak firelight can powerfully dispel the darkness.
Fang Xing slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, I am Fang Xing.
No, I am Yang Jian.
I am who I am
Erlang Xijinkou manifests himself as the true king
Half rebellious and half defensive, obeying orders but disobedient, following the laws of heaven and earth
I am the only true king in the world
