I am a True Villain Chapter 1127: Hundreds of millions of years of thinking, in Wanhua Valley

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"The disciples step back," many disciples bowed and bent over, and then slowly walked out of the hall.

After everyone had left, the old Dao stood up and walked down the platform step by step.

When he walked over, the thin figure seemed to have an aura of its own.

There is endless power in an old body, which is daunting.

"Old way, just tell me if you have anything to say, there is no need to circumscribe," Xu Zimo replied.

"I can't say," Old Dao shook his head.

Pointed to the sky with a finger, and replied: "There are gods when you raise your head three feet."

"Do you believe in Heavenly Way?" Xu Zimo sneered.

"I don't believe it, but we are all practicing under Heavenly Way, you have to believe it if you don't believe it," said the old Tao.

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked.

"An old friend, an old friend who has been forgotten by you," said the old Tao.

He looked at Xu Zimo carefully.

Said: "You are very similar to him, but I know, you are not him, you can never be.

He died, just forever.

If you come back, it won't be him again. "

"I don't understand what you are saying," Xu Zimo shook his head.

"What era is it now?" Old Tao asked.

"I'm not very clear. I heard people say that the Middle Ages has just passed, and now is the new calendar year," Xu Zimo replied.

About the division of times, Miss Mirror told him before.

After the Middle Ages passed, the nine fields were divided into the old calendar year and the new calendar year.

"What about before the Middle Ages?" Old Tao continued to ask.

"It's antiquity," Xu Zimo replied.

"What about before ancient times?"

"The ancient times, and then the ancient times."

"It's been so long," Old Dao muttered to himself, using a voice that Xu Zimo couldn't hear.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You are wrong, the ancient times go forward, not the ancient times, but another era," the old man's eyes were muddy.

Looking ahead in a daze, there was a long and long silence.

Just now he said: "Although that era is very short.

But it is extremely dazzling and desirable.

We will call it...Magic Lin. "

The voice fell, and Xu Zimo was stunned.

He felt as if there were many mysteries lingering in his mind for a moment.

"Morin, do these nine domains have also experienced the era of the demons?"

As far as he knows, the previous generation of Demon Lord should have died in the previous epoch.

Then epoch was destroyed, and this epoch was reborn in the universe.

But not all the demons have fallen, and many people have survived.

Part of it was sealed in Far Ancient Demon Lair.

There is another part, like Baimeng, which fell into a deep sleep.

"Can you tell me in more detail?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You have to pursue this answer yourself. This is hard work and experience." Old Dao said, shaking his head.

"Morin, what kind of era was that?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You only understand that era, I can't say," Old Tao shook his head.

"I exist, just want to tell you one thing."

"What?" Xu Zimo frowned.

"Not everyone in this world is your enemy, you can take advantage of it, many like-minded people," said the old Tao.

I saw him slowly take out a list and hand it to Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo picked up the list and glanced briefly.

The names of countless people are densely written on it.

"Lord of the Necromancy in the Nether Realm,

Blazing domain candlestick,

Apocalypse of the Ghost God Realm Thousand Plagues

……………"

"What are these?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Anyone who can," replied the old way.

"How to use?"

"Then it's up to you," Old Dao smiled.

"Use or reuse?

The road you didn't finish hundreds of millions of years ago, and then go again, don't repeat the same mistakes and fail again. "

"Who are you anyway?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Everything you see now is an illusion. It doesn't matter who I am," the old Dao shook his head and replied.

"Because these illusions were left by me hundreds of millions of years ago, when you see them, I don't know if I still exist."

"Phantom?" Xu Zimo looked around.

In this hall, the Baiyu stone under your feet and the entire chaotic cloud stream are so real.

If it was a phantom, even he would feel weird, but he didn't notice any abnormality.

This old way of setting illusions is a bit too scary.

"Remember, to succeed, not only for yourself or the demons, but also for us," the old Tao said, waving his hand.

His words fell, and Xu Zimo discovered that the void he was in was disappearing little by little.

Starting from Lao Junguan, the two disciples in front of the door, and then down the mountain, the woodcutter carrying the firewood, disappeared little by little.

Until the end, even the old ways began to disappear.

A thought that has existed for hundreds of millions of years.

It's as if a corpse was sealed in a crystal coffin, and one day it was opened and exposed to the air, instantly oxidizing nothing.

When Xu Zimo's gaze turned around again, he found his figure still standing in the chaotic cloud stream.

Behind him is Heishui Lake, there is no gym in front, no woodsman, and no so-called climbing ladder.

It's a valley full of flowers.

The valley is very large, and from the outside, it is oval.

All kinds of flowers and plants are planted all around.

Cherish the flowers and plants such as Ganoderma lucidum, Zhu Rongzhi, Nie Kong Grass, Juechen Flower...

Some rare or even lost herbs are also available.

Nine-tailed solanum flower, ancient deep sweet, dragon heart nine-leaf grass, magic blood spirit pulp, rising fairy grass, colorful moon orchid...

There are simply too many to count.

A long distance away, you can smell the fragrance of flowers.

The overwhelming fragrance of flowers is oncoming.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.

Xu Zimo stared blankly at everything in front of him, if it weren't for the densely written names on the paper in his hand.

Everything just now made him feel a little unreal.

He quietly put away the paper.

…………

The flowers in Flower Valley are blooming, very beautiful.

Striving for freshness and beauty.

Xu Zimo stepped into the valley step by step, the valley area is very wide.

It wasn't until after walking into the valley that Xu Zimo could see the picture inside.

This is like a city of flowers.

Flowers can be seen everywhere.

Houses are rising from the ground. These houses are built with flower vines.

There are thorns and flowers all around~IndoMTL.com~ There are many people living here, they are like primitive people, wearing simple clothes and wearing flower crowns.

When Xu Zimo walked in, a large group of people immediately surrounded him, singing and dancing, singing unintelligible ballads.

Sprinkle petals on Xu Zimo from time to time.

Not long after the crowd was separated, only an old woman came from outside.

Bowed to Xu Zimo, and said in an old voice: "Dear guest, welcome to our Baihua Valley."

"Where is Fairy Wanhua?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The mother said, let me take you around the city and see her again," the old woman said.

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