Xuantian Dang Mo Lu

This is a fairyland world, this is a battle between good and evil and righteousness. From absorbing all kinds of spirits in the world to condensing his own imprint, he paints his own fairyland one stroke at a time, turning each poem into the finishing touch. There are various fairyland and different camps, representing their own obsessions. Some are sitting alone on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, some are criticizing Zhu and punishing Yama, some are in panic and bitter cold, and some are unjustly imprisoned, or some are poisonous and plotting in the enemy's camp. The collision of various talents and talents has staged entanglements of strategies, gains and losses, friendship and choices in these five realms and two realms. The whole world is lost, but you are awake alone. Carrying everything on your back, Lin Dingxian, how should you choose? "I'm sorry for you. If my death can bring you some comfort, please do it now." Lin Dingxian turned around and walked away. The person who spoke struck his head with a sword.