Because what he felt was not pure pollution.

He felt the breath of death!

This was the first time he had a sense of crisis since he came to the One Yuan Dao Sect!

And this sense of crisis seems irreversible.

This means that the aura that intends to tear apart the space will definitely die once it appears.

His complexion changed.

Not as calm as before.

For the first time since he arrived at the One Yuan Dao Sect, he encountered a sense of crisis.

And it is such a heavy sense of crisis.

That smell of death, so familiar.

He felt it again and again since he came to the Death Cruise.

I thought that after coming to the One Yuan Dao Sect, I would be invincible.

As it turned out, he was still too naïve.

Invincibility is also temporary.

His naivety may well have cost him his life.

The intense aura in the sky is approaching.

Eventually, a blackened object tore the space apart and slowly emerged.

This item was so big that even the members of the One-Yuan Dao Sect looked up in shock, looking at this behemoth with dull eyes.

When this item appeared, it covered almost the entire sky here.

Gradually, the object revealed its true colors.

It turned out to be a huge skeleton of a sea creature.

Look at the shape and shape of the skeleton, it looks like a whale.

Roar!

The whale's jaws opened and closed, and it let out a roar.

The moment the roar sounded, time seemed to stand still.

Elder Taishang tilted his head and stared blankly at the whale skeleton with a complicated look in his eyes.

This is the treasure of the One Yuan Dao Sect, and it is the biggest support for the One Yuan Dao Sect to stand firm since ancient times.

"Heavenly Demon Slave ......," Elder Taishang muttered to himself.

Chen Mo's heart was beating wildly, and the thoughts in his mind were spinning wildly at this moment of life and death.

He worked hard to diverge his thinking, hoping to find a breakthrough.

A breakthrough in life.

Truth be told, things are impermanent.

Change is just too fast.

The last moment, he was still silent and happy to get millions of lamp oils.

At this moment, he was about to face the threat of death.

And it's a certain death-defying situation.

"What should I do?"

At this critical moment, he actually couldn't think of much way.

The only thing that can be relied on is the bronze ancient lamp.

and the 4.1 million drops of lamp oil that had just been obtained.

"I don't believe it, more than four million drops of lamp oil can't buy back one of my lives." Chen Mo was ruthless in his heart, and his face gradually became hideous.

Get out!

As long as you can survive, you will be regarded as having come to this one-yuan Dao sect.

That's better than dying here, too.

Just as he wanted to mobilize all the lamp oil in his mind, he tried to fight to the death.

A piece of blood-colored writing appeared on the bronze lamp.

Let him completely dismiss this thought.

[Forbidden things, ranked five hundred and forty-two, Heavenly Demon Slave. Although it ranks in the middle of the forbidden list, it is not complete. 】

The appearance of this text made Chen Mo not only shocked, but also relieved.

Shocked to see the term forbidden for the second time.

He remembered the last time it was in the Warden's game, when the terrifying pollutant Abyss had used a forbidden object called the Demon Curse Sacrifice to the Heavens.

That forbidden thing, ranked nine hundred and sixty-three.

And this forbidden thing is ranked five hundred and forty-two.

More than 400 higher.

However, judging from the text that emerged from the bronze lamp, this forbidden thing should be incomplete.

The reason why he was relieved was because the last time, as soon as the ghost curse sacrifice heaven appeared, blood-colored words appeared on the bronze ancient lamp.

Inform Chen Mo of a key word, which is called forced sacrifice.

He still didn't understand why the bronze lamp could forcibly sacrifice a mysterious and powerful forbidden object.

He knew there would be new blood-colored writing, so he waited patiently.

Sure enough, the blood-colored text disappeared and new ones emerged.

[What appears here is only one-tenth of the Heavenly Demon Slave, but it's still not something you can deal with now.]

You probably don't understand the concept of forbidden things, so you don't know how terrifying the forbidden things that rank more than 500 are, even if it's only a tenth of it.

So I suggest that you choose to sacrifice by force. 】

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Forced sacrifice is recommended?

This suggestion must be accepted!

"Sacrifice!"

Chen Mo immediately made a voice in his head.

The bronze lamp vibrated violently, and after a moment it regained its calm.

Chen Mo watched as the black-pressed behemoth disappeared in an instant.

When the sky returned to clarity, all the pressure of death dissipated.

The sense of crisis that had always lingered in my heart also dissipated as the Heavenly Demon Slave was sacrificed.

The Supreme Elder, who was looking at the Heavenly Demon Slave with a satisfied face, squirted out his saliva.

His eyes were so wide that they almost fell off their eyelids.

There are some changes in the bronze ancient lamp, and a second black line surrounds the bottom of the lamp body, forming the shape of a second circle.

At the same time, the wick ...... It's getting thicker again.

This time, the thickening of the wick did not discourage him.

Because he already knew that the thicker the wick, the easier it was to ignite.

His mind was still focused on the bronze lamp.

He was expecting the blood-colored text that was about to appear on the surface of the lamp.

The bronze ancient lamp lived up to his expectations, and the blood-colored text emerged.

Because you have forced the sacrifice of forbidden things, you now have two choices. Get 10,000 chances to light the wick; Obtain ten bronze ancient lamps that can be used without sacrificial lifespan. 】

Chen Mo frowned.

How to choose?

The last time I was forced to sacrifice the Demon Curse to the Heavens, it was just a choice between a thousand chances to light a wick and a blue lantern mark.

And the situation at that time was that he had been driven to his death by the terrifying-level monster abyss.

He had to choose the blue light mark.

Now, lighting the wick is a top priority for him.

He had to choose the former.

"I choose 10,000 chances to light the wick!"

Airplanes!

The bronze ancient lamp emitted a slight hum.

10,000 times to light the wick is stacked.

On the bronze ancient lamp, on the wick that has become larger, a trace of fire easily rises.

The flame burned the wick faster than ever.

The breeze blew, but the flames remained.

My mind shook, but the flame was still there.

Thunder falls, and the flames are still there!

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Mo's heart finally rose to his throat.

A thunderbolt did not extinguish the flames, and it did not mean that it was over.

He knew there was still a lot of thunder to fall.

Boom Boom ......

The thunder that appeared out of thin air in my mind kept bombarding the top of the wick, and the small flames that were slowly burning.

Fortunately, after all the thunder fell, the flames were still there and had not been extinguished.

A long time later, when a small flame burned the wick to half blacken, a hurricane struck.

Just like on the road to heaven before, the last chance to light the wick with 7,000 times ended up in the hurricane.

And this time, he hopes to get through.

Even if it is the worst of all, it is better to hold on for a while and let the area where the flames burn a little more.

He guessed that if the top of the wick was completely charred black, he would probably be able to ignite it.

The hurricane swept away like a talisman, towards the crumbling flames.