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Primordial Taoist Master
Martial Arts洪荒道尊
Prodigal Son Star Trace
At the age of twenty, the ignorant cultivation genius was on a mission to step into the time machine and come to the beginning of the world to witness events that would be widely circulated in the history of later generations. Pangu opened the sky, Hongjun became a saint, the battle between the lich and the demons shattered the heaven and the earth, Nuwa repaired the sky with her righteous act, and millions of people lay dead. Continuously practicing, stepping over the corpses of enemies one after another, all just to survive, but how do you know how many people's futures you have ruined? Three parts of life and soul have created three legends. Where is the end of the journey to find the path? Will the saint be the end? This is already the case in the ancient land, so what kind of excitement will there be in the chaotic outer starry sky? Reversal of the illusion, roaring into the sky, that person in the memory, where are you? Can I still see your figure and touch your soft but affectionate eyes in this life? When we see each other again, will it be possible that things have changed and people have changed, and there is nothing we can do about it?
At the age of twenty, the ignorant cultivation genius was on a mission to step into the time machine and come to the beginning of the world to witness events that would be widely circulated in the history of later generations. Pangu opened the sky, Hongjun became a saint, the battle between the lich and the demons shattered the heaven and the earth, Nuwa repaired the sky with her righteous act, and millions of people lay dead. Continuously practicing, stepping over the corpses of enemies one after another, all just to survive, but how do you know how many people's futures you have ruined? Three parts of life and soul have created three legends. Where is the end of the journey to find the path? Will the saint be the end? This is already the case in the ancient land, so what kind of excitement will there be in the chaotic outer starry sky? Reversal of the illusion, roaring into the sky, that person in the memory, where are you? Can I still see your figure and touch your soft but affectionate eyes in this life? When we see each other again, will it be possible that things have changed and people have changed, and there is nothing we can do about it?
Primordial Taoist Master
Martial Arts洪荒道尊
Prodigal Son Star Trace
At the age of twenty, the ignorant cultivation genius was on a mission to step into the time machine and come to the beginning of the world to witness events that would be widely circulated in the history of later generations. Pangu opened the sky, Hongjun became a saint, the battle between the lich and the demons shattered the heaven and the earth, Nuwa repaired the sky with her righteous act, and millions of people lay dead. Continuously practicing, stepping over the corpses of enemies one after another, all just to survive, but how do you know how many people's futures you have ruined? Three parts of life and soul have created three legends. Where is the end of the journey to find the path? Will the saint be the end? This is already the case in the ancient land, so what kind of excitement will there be in the chaotic outer starry sky? Reversal of the illusion, roaring into the sky, that person in the memory, where are you? Can I still see your figure and touch your soft but affectionate eyes in this life? When we see each other again, will it be possible that things have changed and people have changed, and there is nothing we can do about it?
At the age of twenty, the ignorant cultivation genius was on a mission to step into the time machine and come to the beginning of the world to witness events that would be widely circulated in the history of later generations. Pangu opened the sky, Hongjun became a saint, the battle between the lich and the demons shattered the heaven and the earth, Nuwa repaired the sky with her righteous act, and millions of people lay dead. Continuously practicing, stepping over the corpses of enemies one after another, all just to survive, but how do you know how many people's futures you have ruined? Three parts of life and soul have created three legends. Where is the end of the journey to find the path? Will the saint be the end? This is already the case in the ancient land, so what kind of excitement will there be in the chaotic outer starry sky? Reversal of the illusion, roaring into the sky, that person in the memory, where are you? Can I still see your figure and touch your soft but affectionate eyes in this life? When we see each other again, will it be possible that things have changed and people have changed, and there is nothing we can do about it?