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At this moment, the old voice spread to the surroundings centering on the Palace of the Pole Region Medicine King.
Pass it to the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent.
Transfer to the floating island that was just merged.
Pass it to the Comprehension Continent full of flames and smoke.
Pass it to the Yanwu Continent where there are almost no living people.
At this moment, time and space seem to be stagnant.
Even the ghoul, who just opened his teeth and claws to chase and kill creatures, seemed to be frozen by some force.
Struggling and roaring desperately, but couldn't break free.
The desperate creatures, who were exhausted, couldn't help raising their heads one by one, looking at the sky.
Since a month ago, there have been dense clouds in the sky.
A golden arch emerged.
And it was from the appearance of this golden arch that the peaceful life was broken.
The hellish catastrophe came.
The monks on Xiuxian Continent thought they were miserable, persecuted, tortured by conscience, and chased by ghouls.
But they simply don't have the time, or interest in taking a look at the Lower Realm Continent.
There is the real loss of life, where blood flows like rivers.
Those are just low-level monks, mortals who have no combat effectiveness at all.
Even if Di Beixuan wanted to find chess pieces to work for him, he would not look down on such ants.
They could do nothing but howl and despair.
But at this moment, the old voice also reached their ears.
A gamble that concerns the life and death of creatures in the three realms.
They also became one of the chips.
At this moment, above the distant void, there is nothing but the gate of the sky that they brought the disaster of the sky.
There are also six tall towers that go straight into the sky.
Above the six towers, an old man with white beard and hair was floating.
His hand sketched lightly in the air, and one by one golden, shining words appeared in front of everyone.
Di Beixuan's pupils suddenly shrank while watching this scene outside the Hall of the King of Medicine.
Even Li Weiran, Jing Yuan and Han Chujiu all opened their eyes slightly, showing surprise.
People with low cultivation might not be able to detect anything wrong with these words.
But above the Immortal Venerable, he could faintly feel the power of rules contained in each word.
That is bondage.
It is also a promise.
No one can break the rules, breakers, die!
Anyone can benefit from the rules, and the benefits obtained by following the rules are your opportunities.
"Who is this old man?" Li Weiran murmured.
"That's the six-star tower tool spirit."
A weak and familiar voice came, causing Han Chujiu to turn her head suddenly, "Brother, you're awake!"
Outside the Hall of the King of Medicine, the four demon generals Tianhe, Jiutong, Yaodao, and Xueji walked out with the help of the pale-faced Chang Lao and Po Jun.
And the one who just spoke was Chang Lao.
He looked up at the white-haired old man in the sky, and murmured: "When you first forged the six-star pagoda, you said that it could not be forged by him. You are good at refining weapons, but you can definitely forge There is no magic soldier who can possess such a complete soul tool spirit."
He originally thought it was just a coincidence, that the emperor was modest, and that a remnant soul was accidentally incorporated into it when casting it.
But only now does Chang Lao realize that the six-star pagoda is really extraordinary.
Not far away, Di Beixuan sneered, "Pretending to be a ghost, I will kill you!"
After finishing speaking, he wanted to rise into the air and cut down with a single blow.
However, the next moment his expression changed drastically.
The body seemed to be held down by an invisible big hand.