The first kings sanctified and overflowed in dialects. In the world of Dazhi, a tornado swept in an instant, and in a moment, it took advantage of the wind and soared to three thousand. The ancient road is longitudinal and horizontal, the gods and demons are invincible and bright, the universe is like a clay monument being broken and recast, and the emperor's demeanor in the starry sky is still the same, and countless people are collected; The sages have become dry bones, even if they turn into black dirt, they will become ovens, and the mad demons of the sages of the Great Tunnel walk in, and they let out a penetrating magic laugh; Take a look at the ruined and desolate ancient city, full of clam monsters and ghosts...... The demon god, the holy king's Taoist rule, three thousand Daoyan, yin and yang are irreversible, there are the creations of the god king and the emperor, and the people who are the pillars are in the world, bathing in blood and fire, and becoming an immortal mad demon engraved in the heart. He is the king on the dry bone road, and I am the only one with three thousand crazy demons. A story that can be called a story of a person who came out of a book. A person who cultivates the immortal Taoist system of the Holy King, under the clouds, inherits the sages, grabs the avenue, talks about the king first, and then educates the people, frames the sages in his heart, and is meticulous.