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... dden area of ​​the Temple of Death.

The nine-color skeleton in the Temple of Death also possesses abundant nine-color divine power, enough for him to cultivate to the superstar realm and ignite the divine fire.

"There is something in this skeleton, a treasure left by the **** of death, and there should be the inheritance of the **** of death in it."

Ye Dou looked at the nine-color skull in the main hall. This skull was fed by the nine-color dragon veins and was the core of t ...

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