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For the next few days, I stayed here and did not leave.

The power is sealed, and the female immortals look at me with malicious intent. Once they leave here, they may have to be beaten again. Although my tooth itch, there is no way.

In the past few days, I have tried all kinds of methods, and the secret methods of Jiuyan Palace and Huangtian have been used all over, but I still can't break through the ban imposed on me by the ethereal fairy, which makes me feel headache.

Does she really want to keep me like a pig?

Sighing, helpless, don't think about it, took out the broken lamp, carefully looked up.

A few days ago after killing the peak of the few real immortals, the lights in the broken oil lamp had gone out. The whole oil lamp looks as if it had been buried deep for many years and had just been dug out of the ground.

What the hell is this thing?

Also, who is buried in the small earth grave under the magma in the core inheritance place of Jiuyan Palace? How did he get this?

Unknown soul fire lit the lamp, the power of the outbreak, even Purple inflammation fears it! When I took out this broken oil lamp before, the ethereal fairy couldn't help but blurt out and exclaimed, obviously the position of this thing may be very high.

If I can understand the mystery, wouldn't it be ...

Don't dream, in my current state, I can not understand this thing, it is good if can restore my own strength!

Looking at the oil lamp with a wry smile, I wanted to ask the ethereal fairy, at least know the origin of the oil lamp. But on second thought, I gave up the idea.

What should I do in case the ethereal fairy seizes it or asks me how to get this oil lamp?

It's better to save trouble. Now she is probably angry. It is better to make less trouble!

By the way, and the nine head immortal!

At that time, when all over the sky green inflammation wrapped him, the broken black armor on his body was odd, and he felt like he was in the same place as the broken oil lamp. The smell was a bit similar, but there should be no high grade of the broken oil lamp.

Can this broken oil lamp only be lit by soul fire?

A strong sense of curiosity rose in my heart. Although my strength was sealed by the ethereal fairy, my soul strength could be used normally.

Of course, I also dare not pour all the soul strength into the broken oil lamp. If the soul fire is ignited, it will be in trouble.

My heart beats a little fast. I am not familiar with this thing at all. I am a little worried that there will be problems. However, there is a voice in my heart that is prompting me, perhaps my curiosity!

A little soul force poured into the broken oil lamp, and after entering it, I found that space here was much larger than I imagined, vast and boundless.

The space inside the oil lamp is extremely dark and filled with the feeling of ancient vicissitudes, similar to the breath of Jiuyan Palace, but much richer and too much stronger than that of Jiuyan Palace.

My soul is wandering in the dim place inside this broken oil lamp for thousands of miles to see the situation here.

Here, like a broken world, I thought there was nothing here, but I found a lot of bones.

Those bones are very strange, some are human-shaped, some are strange creatures' bones, and they have one common characteristic, that is, the color of their bones is golden.

The feeling was like smearing a layer of gold on the bones.

These creatures all bow down in the same direction.

The power of my soul is wrapped around these bones. These bones don't know how long they have been here. There is still a faint smell.

It was the breath that shocked my mind. I couldn't believe it. I looked at this huge golden skeleton in front of me.

Celeste's breath ...

These bones, there is a trace of residual celeste breath!

Are these all celeste?

Such a scene, let me dumbfounded, for a long time did not return to absolute being!

What exactly is this place? What is the position of the broken oil lamp? Why are there so many celeste bones here?

What do they look like bowing down?

What is it worth them to bow down like this?

After returning to absolute being, the shock did not dissipate, and the force of my soul continued to drift forward toward the direction where these bones bowed down.

In addition to sensing the celeste breath remaining on these bones, the place where they passed also sensed the pure demon spirit of death.

Among the large gold bones, there are also some dark bones. The remaining devil gas came from there. Similarly, those black bones bowed down like pilgrims.

Immortals and demons worship together. Who is it?

Even if the celeste peak exists, it is impossible to have such majesty.

Finally, when I finally came to the center of this place, I saw many things that the bones of celestes and demon bowed down to.

It is an altar from which the ancient and ancient vicissitudes of life emanated.

There was nothing above the altar, but around the altar, there were eight people standing like guards guarding the eight positions of the altar.

The eight men were like stone carvings, motionless and silent, all closing their eyes.

Appearance characteristics are different, some are human beings, some are quasi-man beings, but one thing is the same, they must have been the dominant party to the strong, this even guess also guessed.

One of them, when I saw his shadow, immediately froze.

"Unknown!"

Why is he here?

Didn't his soul fire dissipate after lighting the broken oil lamp? Why did you rebuild your body and stand here?

He also closed his eyes tightly and stood here like a stone carving with no breath.

Is it true that after the soul fire ignites the oil lamp, the soul will come here when it dissipates?

All the strong people here were the owners of this broken oil lamp?

This idea suddenly appeared in my mind, like a rooted weed growing like crazy, let my heart gave birth to a little panic.

If this speculation is correct, the broken oil lamp is now in my hand, does it mean that I will bow down to it like many demons and immortals?

Although this is only speculation, I feel that my speculation is close to reality!

Broken oil lamp is not a treasure, but an extremely ominous thing!

The strength of the unknown and others is definitely the peak of celeste. Even they are not immune. Can I escape again?

Frightened by this speculation, I dare not stay here either. The force of the soul is ready to withdraw from here.

On the empty altar, suddenly appeared a wisp of green inflammation, a very weak wisp of green inflammation, lit up the dark space!