When the Heavens Come Down, I Will Call the Emperor of All Realms with Ink Ink.

F-level ability [Hui Mo], the most useless awakened person in Daxia, everyone laughs at him because he can only write. Until "Everything in the Spring and Autumn Period" entered the sea of ​​​​knowledge - leading Xiao Beiwang to subdue the dragon, inheriting the softness of Xuan Zhenzi Tai Chi, summoning the God of Army and Martial Arts to subdue the world, and summoning the God of Craftsmanship to create creations. The young man holds the ink, uses the heaven and the earth as his inkstone, and establishes rules for the world. "Mo asked the sky, cutting off the eternity with one sword. The Jiuding returned to its place, and the Nine Provinces were recast. He used a mortal body to extradite the heroic souls of the heavens, and pulled down the false gods sitting on the altar one by one. The Outer Territory Sect watched with eager eyes, and the foreign races in the abyss were waiting for danger. The God behind the word "sacrifice" was slowly opening his eyes from the depths of the world. Lin Mo put down his pen and wrote: "Do you think the backbone of Daxia is supported by compromise? Then I will seek justice for the 1,200 border troops and establish rules for the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou. "Mo Wentian, cut off the eternity with one sword. The Jiuding returned to its place and the Nine Provinces were recast. He used a mortal body to extradite the heroic souls of the heavens, and brought down the false gods sitting on the altar one by one. Do you think the ancient martial arts are just fancy fists and embroidered legs? The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms shattered the sky! Do you think The technology is exoskeleton armor? Two-way foil and water droplets block time and space! Do you think the immortals only exist in ancient books? When thousands of swords return to the sect and the heavenly gate opens, the immortals should also bow their heads! "Everyone who has studied dialectics knows that the so-called limits are meant to be broken. "Lin Mo stood on the city gate of Wanjie, with hundreds of millions of gods and demons behind him bowing their heads, and the Emperor of Heaven standing side by side. "Everywhere the sun and moon shine, and wherever the rivers go, are all the realms stained by my ink!