If the young geniuses in the cultivation world know.

I guess I'm going to vomit blood jealously again!

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Baibaoshan Mountains.

Qingxin Lake.

Several figures stopped nearby.

And the one who is the leader.

It was the green-faced elder of Xuanming Pavilion and the disciple who was in charge of guarding the soul lamp.

In his hand, he was also carrying an oil lamp emitting green light.

This thing is the soul lamp of the Eight-Armed Hell!

"The soul lamp guides us here. I believe this is the place where the Eight-Armed Elder fell!"

The green-faced elder frowned and frowned and said, looking at the battle traces nearby and the shocking pits.
Chapter completed!