If you mess with the devil, it's over!

After receiving Uncle Li's order, the soldier took advantage of the moment when Xiaolian was recognized by the younger generation of the Zhao family who came down from the teahouse and made everyone present focus their attention on her.

She quietly left the queue and followed the old man who was hurrying back.

After walking for a long distance on the long street, the old man turned around vigilantly and looked behind him, then turned into the alley next to it.

After entering a small courtyard, he walked towards the living room eagerly.

"Sir, please save my granddaughter." As soon as the old man entered the living room, he bowed to a middle-aged woman.

"Did you bring the stuff?"

Suddenly, the middle-aged woman turned her head stiffly, revealing purple lines on her face that looked like runes.

But these are not the most important things. This person spoke in a very hoarse voice, his lips did not move, only his throat was trembling.

"I wonder if this pill of yours, old man, is okay?" The old man handed the pill over with both hands, with fear and expectation in his eyes.

It was obvious that he was afraid of the person in front of him, but in the end, family affection overcame his fear.

"Is this the elixir of the human cultivators?" The middle-aged woman took the elixir in her hand, her eyes glowing green with disdain.

Although she knew that the ant in front of her would not be able to buy any good human elixirs, she still couldn't help but look down on him.

"Forget it, the God Lord's plan is imminent." Thinking of this, a green light emerged from her fingertips and entered the pill.

"Take it and give it to your granddaughter. She will surely be able to come back to life."

“Yes, yes…” The old man took it excitedly and hurried towards the small room next to him.

In the room, there was a woman lying quietly on the bed, her face was pale, and she was not breathing. It was obvious at a glance that she was dead.

But when the old man fed the pill into her mouth, the woman was surrounded by green light.

The next moment, he sat up with a bang, with green light flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu." The old man called out with tears in his eyes when he saw his granddaughter acting like this.

"This is the human race. They are so weak." The woman shook her head and did not pay attention to the old man, but spoke in a hoarse voice.

"What kind of monster is this?"

The soldier who was following the old man stuck his head out of the distant courtyard wall and saw everything in the room through the window. He was horrified.

She was sure that the old man's granddaughter now was definitely not the original granddaughter, but was possessed by some monster.

"Sasha, bug!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded from behind. The soldier broke out in a cold sweat and was about to circulate his spiritual power. However, before he could draw the long sword at his waist, he fell to the ground with a thud.

There were no wounds or blood on his body, but his eyes were empty and his soul was devoured, leaving only a shell.

The person who made the move was the strange middle-aged woman who had just appeared in the hall.

"Oh no, damn human bugs." She cursed angrily as she looked at the soldier lying on the ground holding a scarlet jade pendant tightly in his hand.

Knowing that his whereabouts have been exposed, human soldiers will soon come to check.

She boasted that she had been very careful and restrained, and never expected that she would fall into the hands of this small human soldier.

Such a scene not only happened in the extremely cold region, but also in some areas of the Nine Realms.

For a time, many forces in the Nine Realms were reporting this strange scene to their superiors: the body was intact, but the soul had dissipated, and it seemed that the person had been possessed by some monster.

Yu Xi, who returned to the Extremely Cold Realm from the Demon Realm, also learned the news.

"The God-Devouring Tribe?" Yu Xi leaned lazily on the phoenix chair, looking up at the civil and military officials below with her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The evil clan is the God-devouring clan. Such methods were recorded in ancient books tens of millions of years ago." Old Master Xue, who was very experienced, bowed and explained to the young man on the phoenix chair, while also clearing up doubts for some people in the field.

"This tribe is very good at mental attacks. Now the void outside the realm is abnormally countercurrent. I'm afraid that the evil tribe wants to spy on the Nine Realms."

"Damn these foreign races, they are so arrogant!"

After Mr. Xue finished speaking, some generals could not help themselves.

Not to mention these military generals, after the news spread, not only were the people in panic, but many forces and cultivators in the Nine Realms were also filled with indignation.

Do these evil races really think that they, the Nine Realms, are soft persimmons?

"The Extreme Cold River Basin is completely blocked. Order all states and counties to kill the evil tribes that sneak into our borders at all costs."

"promise."

When Yu Xi gave the order, all the ministers responded one after another without any objection.

Normally, to consolidate the imperial power or to be hostile to other forces can only be regarded as an internal struggle among the Nine Realms, but to wipe out the evil races from outside the domain, all cultivators must support it.

Could it be possible that the evil race would invade, occupy the Nine Realms, and enslave all living beings in the Nine Realms?

At this time, in the Immortal King Palace, the nine Immortal Kings gathered together.

"Everyone, tell me what to do?"

"What else can I do? The evil clan actually wants to annex my Nine Realms. Let's fight!" Baisha Immortal King said angrily.

"Now that the origin of my Nine Realms world has not yet been restored, these evil tribes may be well prepared. We should prepare early while the Chaos Void has not been broken."

"Hmm." Immortal King Xingyan thought for a while and nodded.

"Issue the Immortal King Palace's war order and gather our nine realms of cultivators to fight the enemy."

"it is good."

The other eight Immortal Kings all nodded.

“I wonder if the emperor of the Extremely Cold Realm will also contribute?” an Immortal King expressed his doubts.

After these words were spoken, the others fell silent.

In fact, everyone understood what this meant. If the young man also sent out troops, the one in the Demon Realm would not sit idly by.

It sounds a bit ridiculous that immortals and demons are fighting together, but as long as the Demon Realm also takes action, the war will be a foregone conclusion.

Otherwise, the Nine Realms will be plunged into a fierce war with the evil race.

Time passes day by day.

The Xuanjingwei monks are besieging and killing a member of the evil clan.

"Hahahahaha..."

The evil tribe member who was being surrounded and killed was on the verge of death when he suddenly laughed wildly. The purple lines on his face became vague and illusory.

"The Lord God has descended. Our race has broken through the chaos void. You lowly human race, listen to the waves of death."

She laughed wildly, and even though her body was illusory, her eyes were looking at the sky with fiery passion.

Boom——

Just as her figure completely disappeared, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the sky became dark, as if a huge black curtain wanted to completely cover the sky.

“That is...that is..." Several people looked up at the sky, their faces full of solemnity.

At this moment, a voice seemed to resound throughout the Nine Realms, majestic but reassuring to the cultivators of the Nine Realms.

"Everyone, the evil race is invading. All cultivators above the fifteenth level will follow me to the battlefield outside the realm."

"This voice belongs to the Immortal King Xingyan..."

"Sisters, let's go. We must not let the evil race enter the Nine Realms..."

At one time, cultivators above the fifteenth level from all over the place displayed their magical powers and rushed to the battlefield outside the realm.

"This is our human cultivators. When facing a powerful enemy, no matter what hatred we have among ourselves, we will unite as one to resist the foreign enemy."

These casual monks who had not yet reached the fifteenth level felt their blood boiling as they watched countless streams of light fly from all over the place into the sky.

They only blamed themselves for having too low a cultivation base and not having any spirit boats or warships, so they could not enter the battlefield outside the realm.