Low Key Demon

　　 rumbling! ! !

The sky is vast, the thunder and thunder are rolling, and the boundless cloud covers the entire continent. This catastrophe has lasted for several years. The center of thunder and thunder has broken through a huge hole in the sky, and the black and crushing void storms continue to surge from it. Enter, there are countless colorful mysterious beams brewing in the fragmented space, even if it is a great demon who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he dare not get a trace of it!

　　 Below the giant hole, a man in a blood-robed robe knelt down on the ground embarrassedly. It was a game difference, and he couldn't get through this robbery!

　　 "Although I am dead, my soul is immortal!" The man in the blood-robed robe suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, and the next moment, ten thousand profound lights crashed down!

　　 Boom boom boom...

　　 A generation of Devil Emperor died in this way.

　　 Ten thousand years have passed, and new grasses have gradually grown from the landforms once destroyed by the disaster.

　　 Fifty thousand years later, birds and beasts breed here.

　　 One hundred thousand years later, mountains and rivers formed here.

　　 Years go by, and new emperors rise and die from generation to generation.

　　 Countless years later, a small sword repairing sect quietly settled here...