Begin as an Altar Warrior and Become a Weapon God

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the cold wind is stagnant, and strange things appear in the sky at night, appearing and disappearing, flashing and advancing rapidly, which are harmful to people and suck blood. The moon and clouds swirled red, white lightning flashed, and the same young man was shot down and covered with dust. "Your grandpa Qin Ming is here to treat you!" "Come to the altar!"