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This is a vast underground palace, perhaps it can also be called an underground city.

If it wasn't underground, it would be a huge collapsed city, ancient and empty, and after endless years passed, there were still some broken runes glowing.

In the ruins, there is a grand Taoist platform, which looks like a mountain, and there are some things lying on it, exuding chaos.

He stretched out his consciousness, moved his eyebrows and eyes, and stared carefully, a little terrified.

On the majestic Daoist platform, there are nine huge skeletons, shining brightly, releasing the breath of immortality, densely covered with runes, and they are the first of the ten evils, the invincible in all ages - the real dragon!
Is this the remains of a true dragon of the Immortal King level?Ji Hao didn't know.

He knew the level of the nine-headed dragon pulling the coffin. Although the nine-headed real dragon was ridiculously powerful, it was not enough to pull the coffin for the person in the coffin. At least it had to be a nine-headed Taoist-level real dragon.

Behind the nine huge skeletons, there is a large copper coffin, covered with mottled copper rust, as if carrying the vicissitudes of the ages.

This coffin was huge, Ji Hao stretched out his hand to open it, and a majestic chaotic atmosphere overflowed from it.

Ji Hao felt hairy, this place was too mysterious and unusual, seeing this coffin, his heart beat faster.

"One more bite!"

He is very familiar with this coffin, and has seen it in the future. This coffin is also made of copper, and it is also ancient, and the chaotic atmosphere diffuses from there.

Ji Hao's eyebrows and sky eyes shined on it, and time was deduced forward. In the long river of time, the mighty power of the quasi-immortal emperor descended to help Ji Hao complete his goal.

In the end, I saw that the coffin opened by itself, and a small coffin was taken away.

Ji Hao couldn't see who it was exactly, and there was no picture of him in the long river of time, but Ji Hao knew that it was the corpse of the Immortal Emperor, and that coffin was also lying on the Da Luo Sword Embryo.

"Is this the coffin from the legend?"

It is said to be a small coffin, not enough to hold one but it can hold some ashes and the like, this one is the one that Emperor Huangtian took away in the past.

Facing this small ancient coffin, he seemed to have come to prehistoric times, to the era when the world was created, and he had the feeling of going back in time and coming to the birthplace.

He didn't even feel when he left the copper coffin.

"call!"

Suddenly, a fire jumped out, made of runes, faint and chaotic, only the size of a fist, even though it was far away, it still gave Ji Hao a feeling that his soul was about to be ignited.

"The shortcomings in the soul have not been completely eliminated!" Ji Hao frowned. Although his soul has been repaired by the True Phoenix Art, it has not recovered to its peak. It still has flaws. A little hanging.

"Is this the Dihuo left by the quasi-immortal emperor?!" Ji Hao reached out to touch Dihuo.

Around it, traces of mist spread out, mysterious and unpredictable. At the same time, there was a palpitating fluctuation, like the ripples of the avenue spreading. In the face of this emperor-level power, any defect is fatal, and the pain on the soul More of a warning.

"Hey, look what we found?" Ji Hao glanced at the Nine Dragon Coffin next to him, laughed, and then glanced at Di Huo.

"A flame without a master!"

This fire is only the size of a fist, and it is densely packed with symbols. If you look closely, it is not flames, but runes.

boom!
Suddenly, a group of blue flames appeared, bursting out with immeasurable light, forming an oppressive force, turning into a blue sky, falling to this side, and staying in front of Ji Hao.

In front of the bronze coffin, a mass of soft light burst out, and the fire symbol that appeared later was densely covered, not like a divine flame, but like a dao pattern, it easily opened up the "blue sky", so that this place would not be affected.

Without a sound, the cyan flame disappeared. It was frightened and was driven away into the ground. Ji Hao didn't stop it.

That group of symbolic flames bounced around, as if they were asking for credit, and didn't want other flames to share Ji Hao, like kittens and puppies, vying for their master.

Immediately afterwards, the ball of flame was about to jump up, trying to merge into Ji Hao's body, but it was stopped by a layer of Emperor's Light.

"What Shi Hao can't do doesn't mean I can't do it!"

"Crack!"

Not long after, the quasi-immortal emperor's fire was suppressed, and a Qiankun immortal cauldron was placed on it, and the immortal spring water boiled inside.

"The most precious ingredients often only need the simplest cooking method!"

In the Qiankun Immortal Cauldron, the snow-white and crystal-clear keel is boiling.

Looking at nine white bone dragons, one dragon's ribs are missing.

After eating and drinking enough, he entered the ancient bronze coffin and opened the middle layer.

It was blank, without Ji Hao's familiar Little Immortal Territory, and the rain was shining, accompanied by flower petals, crystal clear. This was a man in white, as rich as jade, the only flaw was that he had no hair and his head was smooth.

His pupils are very special, the pupils turned out to be symbols like the "卍", shining brilliantly, like burning fairy fire, but with a mighty power that penetrates the hearts of the people.

"Ancient Monk Fahai!"

Another figure came out, he was dressed in Taoist robes, his hair was thick and loose on the back of his chest, his eyes were deep, his body was surrounded by primitive maternal spirit, he was so high that one couldn't help but worship him.

Look closely, this man is terrifying.

Because, in its eyes, there are scenes of the sun rising and the sun sinking in the west, as well as the terrifying scene of the stars breaking and the universe drying up, which is shocking.

He seems to have stepped on the long river of time and witnessed the vicissitudes of life and the changes of the times.

And in his hand, he held an ancient flag, filled with chaotic energy, and one could feel that this weapon can open up the world and open up the world, and its power is infinite!

"Qingwei God!"

"The Great Red God!"

…………

"Bang!"

After an unknown amount of time, the lid of the bronze coffin closed automatically, no one appeared, and a row of terrifying figures had already lined up in the midair.

Count carefully, no more, no less, a total of ten people.

Whether it is the white-clothed monk, the Qingwei God, or the people who appeared later, there is an indescribable charm, which does not release coercion, but makes people sincerely surrender and want to kowtow.

They all looked in one direction when they came out, as if they could see through the soil layer, break through the void, and see the future.

"Fellow daoists, do you still have spiritual consciousness?" Ji Hao let out a thunderous light on his body, exuding his aura.

The ten celestial shadows all looked at Ji Hao, looking very eerie, but now Ji Hao is no longer afraid of ghosts.

In a sense, the ghosts that shroud the universe were created by him.

"Leidi?"

Qingwei's spiritual sense of God is relatively complete, and she recognized him.

"It's good to recognize me, let me change places for a few friends!"

"Just to be with the Immortal King of the Six Paths of Samsara!" Ji Hao laughed.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, the universe is long in the sleeve, the sun and the moon are short in the pot, the infinite universe was born in his sleeve robe, and these fairy figures were put into the universe in the sleeve in an instant.