The heavens and the earth are dark, and the eyes are full of devastation.

When Prunella opens its eyes again, it is such a scene in the eyes and in the five senses.

The heavens and the earth were dark - there was not a ray of light in the east.

Ascend to the Nine Skies - There is not a single cloud in the sky.

There is a house - but the ridge is cracked, and the corners of the wall are collapsing.

There is land - but the land is dry and there is no life.

Under his feet was a desert of yellow sand, surrounded by boundless darkness, and the prunella grass standing in place looked in all directions, and his face became increasingly ugly—although the small world he had built could not accommodate living creatures due to the incomplete laws, even if it was all dead creatures, it would not be so silent.

-- At least at a glance, it is still a lively scene.

But now, everywhere you look, all the prosperity is like a cloud of smoke, and in the meantime, there is no life and no anger, and there is only desolation and silence.

Without waiting for him to look further, as if he had calculated, a faint gray of embers—dots of dim gray suddenly emerged from afar, expanding as his gaze grew clearer.

The gray dots that appeared from the sky spread so fast that in the blink of an eye, they were connected into lines, and then they turned into circles, like a curtain covering the sky, and then the slightest crack appeared above, and the summer withered grass had excellent eyesight - or he could do anything in a small world, and he could glimpse a touch of chaos in the dimness behind the crack.

And that's not new.

The world will be ruined, and it will be unsealed again?

As soon as the thought arose, Xia Dry Grass was shocked, and his body was cold, but he was not too flustered.

It's just because of this progress...... It's too fast.

Summer withered grass lowered her head and groaned, no longer looking at the ashes that went forward, just thinking about it.

Subsequently -

Just as the ashes of the embers were as far as the body could reach, suddenly a wind rose above the sky, from the cliff of the sky to the corner of the sea, and then the clouds moved with the wind, from all directions converged in one place, so that the thunder was born, and at the same time it caused a sensation in the world and overshadowed someone's laughter.

Xia Kucao suddenly raised his head, the smile at the corner of his mouth rested for a while, and the wind moved like thunder at the beginning of his mind, and then the clouds gathered and flashed, and the momentum trembled to reach the nine heavens, and the ash of the embers that seemed to be fierce and turbulent but was actually weak had to retreat in front of this sweeping scene, and then the heaven and earth were divided, and the clear blue sky returned to the sky, covering the remnants of those cracks, and the scene of the end of the world was all gone, and the heavens and the earth returned to the past.

-- All of this can be done with just one thought, and even more so in an instant.

Because this is his world.

And there is a monster who wants to destroy his world.

A ray of bright sunlight sprinkled on his shoulder, Xia Dry Grass grinned, and recalled the scene of Fang Cai very naturally, so he was suddenly reluctant in comparison, and his heart ached slightly.

Then he became angry.

"It's just an illusion, but you've gone too far in my house. ”

With only a slight movement of his mind, Xia Kucao was able to locate the other party's position at this time after the illusion, so he turned to look at the place, and then whispered, "Monster, I'm here to kill you." ”

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Prunella had no experience with fantasy seeds—although he had witnessed the fight in reality, he had never experienced a fight in a small world.

But he was convinced that the changes in the world he had seen before did not represent real events, but only illusions of the monster.

He was even able to speak murderous words with great force after the illusion was shattered.

In addition to the fact that this is his world, and he wants to protect his world, there is another reason for this.

Or where the confidence lies.

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A month ago, when Xia Kucao broke through the realm for the first time with Haijinsha, he was already vaguely aware of his extraordinary.

Then this vague consciousness gradually became real in the following days, and then he began to seriously summarize how extraordinary his own extraordinary was.

Then he quickly realized something-

He is a sealer, but he is not an ordinary sealer, but a forbidden sealer.

He is a Forbidden Sealer, but he is not an ordinary Forbidden Sealer, but a Forbidden Sealer who can transform the Forbidden Book into an ordinary Book of Seals.

This passage was a little awkward, a little incomprehensible, and Xia Kucao didn't know if his strangeness was another return to the basics, but at that moment, he was extremely sure, as the talent magic card in his forbidden book suddenly disappeared and merged into his own small world, from that moment on, his small world was so ordinary, because there was already a shadow of the real big world in it.

And that's a solid foundation that has nothing to do with the realm or transcendence.

Because of this, he dared to rashly carry out a seal beyond the limit on that island in the middle of the lake.

It was also because of this that he dared to be sure that his small world would never begin to collapse and collapse the next moment Fang was invaded by the creation of reality.

It is because of this that he can have the confidence to defeat the fantasy species that have invaded here.

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The sealer is a god-like existence in his own small world, and countless creations are born and died at the beginning of his thoughts, and everything in the process is more like a memory in his mind, even if it is vague, but it must be deep in the heart - it is like a few treasures.

But Prunella vulgaris is a little special.

There were many auras in his small world that even the Creator couldn't touch—most of those auras were born from the magic cards that came with the Forbidden Codex, and now, there was even more.

-- Naturally, it was a fantasy that invaded it.

So the summer withered grass moved slightly.

The fastest thing in the world is not fog, not rain, not wind, not lightning.

- Although the world often uses the word "thunder" to describe extreme speed.

But when the summer withered grass has a slight thought, and it is a small thought in its own small world, it is not something that can be reached at any speed.

So after a thought, he came behind the fantasy seed.

Then the fantasy kind of stopped and broke off.

But the other party, who was cut in two, did not die.

Prunella couldn't help frowning slightly.

He naturally knew that the fantasy species was very difficult to kill—but now that this battle was taking place in his own small world, then his will should be the most fundamental will, not to mention that it had been broken in two at this time, and even if it was a little bit of skin, it should be completely reduced to nothingness.

As if provocatively, the monster that had been broken in two deliberately behaved very slowly in the process of closing its body, and the already huge mouth on its face seemed to be a little more grinning, it knew very well that the opponent in front of it had almost divine strength in the here and now, but it was not afraid-

Because it's already good at hunting sealers, and it's even more so because it's in the name of fantasy.

Fantasy is something that does not exist in reality, so it can lay down illusions, hoping to make Prunella disillusioned and defeat itself without a fight.

And fantasy species are indeed like illusions and illusions, which suddenly appeared from unknown places thousands of years ago and came to the continent.

But they obviously know their roots very well, and the fight in the small world is like a confrontation of spirits and a contest of wills, so even if today's Prunella has unimaginable powers and means in the real world, and can suddenly move and die, it is still difficult to deal with the existence of fantasy seeds, because he doesn't know how to deal with it.

But the fantasy species born in the unknowable land knows it.

So it waved its hand—