"Listening to what you said, I also think this is a possibility." Mo Yuan nodded, thought for a moment, and said: "Among the three realms and six realms, who do you think has the ability to seal off a realm and refine the souls of the creatures in it? strength."
"The Supreme Immortal of the Misty Immortal Realm." Luo Xiaoman said without hesitation.
"But what's going on with these evil spirits?" Mo Yuan asked again.
Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman fell silent.
The Supreme Immortal Lord is the Lord of Immortals. He is full of righteousness and cannot control evil spirits.
However, after experiencing so many evil thoughts, she did not feel that the Supreme Immortal, who was full of righteousness, could not control these evil spirits.
Just like Mr. Xuan, he refines evil thoughts in order to improve his own strength.
There is also the previous Xuanzong, who was also a well-known and upright man, but he secretly subdued evil spirits to improve his own strength!
"Forget it, let's do our best to unlock the seal of this power rule!" Luo Xiaoman's eyes narrowed and he said firmly: "The battle between me and the supreme old thief begins now!"
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Frontier, a small village.
An old man was sitting in front of the door, smoking a hookah.
He looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, sighed, and said, "Oh, I'm afraid things are going to change today."
The sky was dark, there was no wind around, and there was a faint air of chilling.
This phenomenon has been going on for several days, as if something big happened.
"Old Lin, aren't you going to collect medicine today?" At this time, an adult man carrying a basket shouted to the old man.
"Hey, why are we collecting medicine now!" Old Lin shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't know what's going on with Sarin recently? Warcraft appear frequently, as if they are fleeing from famine, and there is no way to collect medicine at all."
"By the way, are you going to collect sand snails?" he asked back.
"That's right!" The adult man nodded and sighed: "There have been a lot of strange things happening lately, and I don't know what's going on?"
"I advise you not to go." Old Lin knocked on the hookah, replaced it with a new tobacco, and said quietly: "There are probably many magical beasts active in the battlefield on the other side. If you just go like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to go." Return."
"Old Lin, can you say something auspicious?" The adult man rolled his eyes and said angrily: "If I don't catch some sand snails and bring them back, I will have no food."
"Being hungry for a day or two is no big deal, but it's better than dying."
"Tch, I won't tell you anymore."
The adult man, obviously not listening to Old Lin's advice, walked towards the battlefield carrying a basket on his back.
Life is very difficult on this frontier. In order to survive, they either collect medicinal herbs and exchange money in distant towns, or catch sand snails to barely have enough to eat.
However, strange things have happened recently, and many people are afraid to go out to collect herbs and catch sand snails. The current situation is very difficult.
"I hope nothing happens." The old man smoked the hookah and hummed a tune, giving off a hint of exotic style in this small village.
However, this atmosphere was broken as a low beast roar sounded.
"What's the sound?!" Old Lin trembled and stood up quickly. He saw smoke billowing in the direction of the village, and it seemed that a group of unknown creatures were running towards him.
"Run!!" At this moment, the adult man who had gone out ran back again and shouted desperately: "The tide of monsters is coming."
(End of chapter)