It stands to reason that it is not surprising that nothing appears in this mountain of white bones, but Liaoyuan never expected that there would even be this candle dragon.

The candle dragon, also called the candle dragon, is said to appear here bizarrely, but because this candle dragon is a thing of the underworld, and all the things of the underworld appear in the yang world, all of which are related to people, and there must have been some earth-shattering events behind it, not to mention that the three thousand meanings of the demon king of the underworld will use the demon idea as a divine boat, control and kill the intruder, and the forces on the Nine Heavens Galaxy will also be dispatched, and even the door of the ancient demon kingdom will be opened.

In short, even if a person who cultivates immortals goes against the sky, it is rare for them to take such risks.

But now, there is indeed a candle dragon that appears in the yang world, so the fire is so shocking, which is much more shocking than the Mojia prayer machine, he has more than 30,000 volumes of heavenly books in his chest, including all things in the world, for many unspeakable things, he has some understanding, and he always thinks about demolishing the heavenly realm, which is also related to some stories in the heavenly book.

The huge candle dragon swayed and circled, and it was slowly shrinking, but no matter how it shrank, it was extremely huge for Zhuang Xun and the others.

The candle dragon has thousands of lights and fires, but it is not too shining, at least under the dense five-colored incense of the prayer machine, it looks extremely bland, but something on the candle dragon's head has attracted Zhuang Xun's attention.

Compared with the huge head of the candle dragon, that thing seems a little small, it is a skull, a human skull, which is placed on the dragon's head at this moment, flat and stable, no matter how the candle dragon swayes, this head does not move.

And after seeing this head for the first time, Zhuang Xun inexplicably flashed a blurry picture in his mind, in which the soldiers were bloody, and many things he had never seen or heard flashed, and finally, his eyes were condensed on the head.

At this moment, Zhuang Xun suddenly felt that in fact, the head was also paying attention to himself, and the sense of familiarity in his heart was even more vivid, he knew that the strange and familiar feeling he had been feeling all the time was that this head was doing tricks, and he had a feeling that this head seemed to have a very deep relationship with himself, but the head couldn't speak, and he had no way of knowing.

The strength of this candle dragon is strong, Zhuang Xun and others guessed that it was in the Heavenly Demon Royal Court, and the strength of this candle dragon was afraid that it was the top three, even if it was the colorful snake that rolled above the clouds on the top of the snow peak in the extreme north that day, I am afraid that it was not the opponent of this candle dragon, and that colorful snake dared to appear in the Heavenly Demon Royal Court so grandly, it can be seen that its strength must be in the royal court.

It's just that it's also strange that this candle dragon has never shown hostility to them, and this behemoth from the underworld seems to have its own supreme pride, after all, as a dragon, it is the great weapon of all things.

With another huge dragon roar, the candle dragon actually broke directly into the endless thunder and lightning above the sacred prayer machine, and after a while, it swayed upward, as if it wanted to directly crash through the mountain of white bones and go out from above.

It is true, but above this endless thunder and lightning, there is no mountain and stone blocking, under the continuous erosion of thunder and lightning from the prayer artifact for so many years, the upper part has long been hollow, just a few dragon roars, the candle dragon penetrated the layers of thunderclouds and disappeared into the mountain of white bones.

"What does that skull mean?" At this time, the sense of familiarity in this mountain of bones had disappeared, which made Zhuang Xun even more puzzled, as if there was a huge mystery surrounding him in front of him, and he didn't even have a clue.

The candle dragon hovered above the royal court, swaying a huge figure and rushing towards the extreme north, at this moment, except for Zhuang Xun and others who were in the mountains, they could not notice, in the entire royal court, many people noticed the whirling candle dragon, of course, the inconspicuous white bone skull above the dragon's head, but no one noticed.

At that time, there were very few young cultivators left who entered the royal court this time, except for Zhuang Xun and Liaoyuan, there were only nineteen left, and the strength was different, not that there were nineteen left, these nineteen were the most powerful, on the contrary, there were many weak cultivators among these few, and they just survived.

Kunlun Divine Mountain, a black-robed man who is known as "a standout in three thousand years", followed Feng Qing, the first god of the Heavenly Realm, into the Jialan River Diagram and never came out again.

The Heavenly Demon Court contains countless treasures, and in the end, what people are looking forward to pursuing is always the Emerald Court that is hidden somewhere.

The story of the defeat of the ancient heavenly demons has been in the royal court for a long time, after all, for thousands of years, those proud figures have never been seen again, and the golden sunset is no longer bright.

In the mountain of bones, the rotating prayer machine sounded "booming" again, and the power of huge incense continued to emerge from the prayer machine.

Zhuang Xun, who was on the side, could clearly feel that the power of this huge incense fire could definitely improve his cultivation, but what surprised him was that the little guy who made the prayer machine didn't seem to be worried about them snatching the prayer machine at all.

"You don't seem to be worried about us snatching this prayer machine at all, after all, anyone who sees such an artifact will be red-eyed." Zhuang Xun asked with some curiosity, now that the candle dragon and the skull disappeared together, it seems that he has no need to stay in this place any longer, but he came to this Heavenly Demon King Court to improve his strength, and now this prayer machine undoubtedly makes his eyes extremely hot.

It is rumored that those who carry the Mojia artifact prayer machine with them can trigger wind, rain, thunder and lightning, mountains and fire forests, and sea swamps to kill the enemy.

The power of incense transports mountains, seas, black clouds, Shenze, thunder and lightning, and is more able to transport people's hearts, but this little guy is only in the congenital realm, and Zhuang Xun doesn't believe that he will have such a means to reach the sky.

"If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone." The little guy was still operating his prayer machine, turning the pitch-black and heavy metal shaft vigorously, with a sparkle in his eyes, his eldest brother Zhuang wanted to take him away from this Heavenly Demon King Court with him, but he refused to do anything, because he was born and raised here, he was the son of a gardener, and he was also a friend of his master.

He wants to use this prayer machine to revive the ancient heavenly demon clan again!

This magnificent ideal is also his obsession that has been alive until now.

"Little guy, you're just in the innate realm, how can you live for five or six hundred years? Is it also because of the power of this incense? "To be honest, Liaoyuan is not interested in the power of incense, or rather, he is not interested in anything that can improve his strength, because he can break through if he wants to, but he is curious about why this little guy can live so long.

"For I have borrowed five hundred years from heaven." The little guy who turned the prayer machine stopped, and at this moment he was talking a little like an adult, full of ideals and firmness, in fact, with his cultivation, but the innate realm, at most three hundred years of life, but now he has lived for six hundred years, it is very easy to say that he borrowed five hundred years from the sky, but the price is unimaginable, but for the sake of the ideal, what about the big price?

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