Iron hooves trampled the mountains and rivers, soldiers and cavalry stretching for eight hundred miles stood proudly on the endless mountains, black armor reflected a stunning brilliance, wind and dust swept through the nine days, long dragons roared on the precipitous peaks, and the evil aliens wielded iron hammers to shatter the nine states. The magma under the cracks surged out wantonly, and the sleeping power awakened at this moment! The sword trembled with shouts in the long wind, and the young man in white robe looked down at the world. In the next moment, the entire universe would be washed with blood. It doesn't matter what justice or evil they have, they just try their best to fight for the love and hate in their hearts. Those graceful figures may have become extinct, or they may have turned into fragments remaining in the mind, filling a series of blank spaces, but the hero fought hard for them!