The ancient gods fell, the great sage was buried in the starry sky, the road to practice was withered, the blood of the gods was rampant in the world, and the country was ruled by one person. After death, he was reborn. After traveling to this point, Shen Qing did not have the blood of the gods in his body, but there was more mystery. The sundial. Shen Qing used the sundial to turn back the time, stepped into ancient history, and wrote her own immortal myth. Thousands of years ago, at the end of the dynasty, she rose from the bottom of the world, and immediately slashed on the battlefield, washed the temple with blood, and finally beheaded the emperor. Above the palace of the emperor, she is revered as the Martial God of the world. Thousands of years ago, all ways were on the verge of decline, and the surviving incense gods fought with each other for the meager fortune. Thousands of miles away, punishing no way, destroying mountains and destroying temples, killing all prostitutes and worshiping ghosts and gods. Life and death, she stepped on the bones of the gods, buried the only remaining flesh and blood of the ancient gods, and played the movement of the gods at dusk. All the way through time and time, looking for the ancient world of practice, unknowingly, when Shen Qing once again When she looked back, she had already traveled through the entire ancient history and arrived at the origin of the long river of time and space. All her previous lives were ashes, and all the ages became empty at the flick of a finger.