Xuanhuo Jian, Xuanhuo Jian, Nine Heavens Artifact Xuanhuo Jian! The gloom was suspended in front of Xiao Lan's body, and in an instant, with a low spell echoing in the air, a cluster of heavenly fire, out of thin air, there was no wind, but for some reason, but the heavenly fire flame was constantly swinging, and the light gradually became stronger.

Heaven and earth, nine secluded and clear, the sky is bright in the light, and the darkness is like a netherworld, silent and unfathomable, I don't know how many immortals and demons, staring at this upcoming great change in heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the flame suddenly rose up and bloomed with dazzling light, and the entire flame volume was several times larger than when it was burning calmly just now. In the midst of the raging flames, a voice like a dragon's groan was heard, echoing far away.

With this dragon groan, the entire void where Qingyun Gate was located trembled, and the sound of the dragon groan went from low to high, and the echo from the depths of the darkness did not have a tendency to weaken, but rose higher and higher, almost into a sharp whistling sound, and in the end, it was as deafening as a mountain roaring tsunami.

"Roar!" With that roar, the flames trembled violently, and the space within five feet around them was scorched, and you can imagine how hot it was near the heavenly fire.

A strong hot wind was blowing from the front, and many spectators such as Dao Xuan, Pu Hong, Yun Yilan, Ghost Li, and Hei Mu couldn't help but be shocked, but their faces did not change, and even the monkey Xiao Gray who was lying on the shoulder of Ghost Li stared at the blazing flame, but there was no fear or pain. It's just that their expressions are serious, and everyone knows that this is just the beginning.

The first blood-red fierce god pattern slowly appeared above the flames, and the hideous face and strange posture were exactly the same as the patterns of the eight fierce Xuanhuo arrays in the Xuanhuo Altar of the Incense Valley. Yun Yilan stared at the image deadly. A complicated expression slowly appeared on his face.

One by one, they lit up one after the other, and the blood-red light gradually joined together around the perimeter of the flames, forming a ring shape around the burning flame in the center.

The last blood-red glow, as it closed beneath the flames. Suddenly, the entire red aura instantly shone brightly, the red light skyrocketed, and even the flames in it seemed to be suppressed, and then, an ancient fierce aura that seemed to come from ancient gods and demons descended into this space out of thin air.

The burning flame slowly floated upwards in the air, like a body embedded in the aura of the mysterious Eight Fierce Gods. Together with the Statue of the Eight Fierce Gods, it rose into the air, blazing.

"Heavenly Fire descends into the world, Eight Fierce Arrays?!" Seeing this, the beast god couldn't help but fall into an indescribable terrible madness, he laughed wildly and cried: "Linglong! Exquisite! Is this the last gift you left me? Hahahaha"

Crazy laughter, shaking the heavens and the earth, immediately. A huge suction force erupted, pushed by Xiao Lan's blow. The body of the beast god seemed to be controlled by a force, slowly floating into the air, slowly merging into the increasingly powerful flames, and finally disappeared, above the ground, gluttonous watching. But he could only roar weakly.

In the next moment, above the phantom shadows of the eight-sided fierce gods looming around them, suddenly, the eyes of all the gods were bloodshot, and suddenly lit up with red light. Like a demon waking up again, in an instant, the gods and demons in the sky shouted wildly, and the sharp whistling sound was overwhelming and deafening.

The flame burned more and more intensely, and the depths of the flame began to rumble like thunder, and the flame heart gradually turned into a pure white color, even if it was far away, with the profound Taoism of Dao Xuan, Pu Hong, Yun Yilan, Ghost Li and others, they also felt unbearable heat, not to mention those righteous path disciples and thousand-year-old demon beasts, it was unbearable at all.

The disciples of the righteous path are okay, with the elders of the sect in front of them, it will not be unbearable, but those demon beasts will not help each other, and after a while, a large number of demon beasts will be swallowed by the aftermath of the flames.

And in the roar of the sky, echoing the sound of mysterious incantations, the incantations are obscure and long, ancient and difficult, as if the ancient ancestors, worshiping the gods, with all their faith and spiritual power, summoning the gods in their dreams.

Blaze, burn!

The spell was like a storm and tore hearts apart.

In the sound of a spell beating the heart, suddenly, a huge and overwhelming power suddenly emanated from the depths of that huge flame, and the power was so huge that most of Qingyun Mountain collapsed and collapsed under the impact of this huge force.

The flames burned wildly, and the flames danced wildly in mid-air like demons, welcoming the terrifying arrival of the depths of the flames. The hottest place, almost pure white flame heart, suddenly, in the violent flash, like some kind of creature, slowly gasped, opened its eyes, and the wheezing sound, like a dragon roar, slowly echoed in the vast space!

Far away in the depths of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, the entrance of the ancient cave of demon suppression.

Before the statue of the Linglong Witch Goddess, he seemed to sense something, and the fierce spirit black tiger suddenly turned out, and he looked at the Central Plains from afar, and looked in the direction where Qingyun Mountain was located.

As if something had changed, suddenly, the ground under his feet began to tremble slightly, and a faint roar of thunder came out of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave.

The originally dark and dreary sky, shrouded in the black clouds above the scorched black mountain peak, suddenly shot out a golden light, like a sharp sword, falling from the sky, piercing the deep darkness. Immediately afterwards, the edges of the thick black clouds began to emit a faint golden light, as if inlaid with a layer of golden light for the black clouds.

The rumbling thunder, for thousands of years, resounded over this cursed mountain peak, and the clouds began to surge wildly, as if there was some mysterious and unpredictable power, constantly awakening, so that the heavens and the earth were also moved.

"It's the fire dragon, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon!" A touch of shock, a touch of excitement, and a touch of unspeakable sadness appeared on the face of the fierce black tiger.

"Nope! No! How is this possible?! At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the lich black wood looked up at the sky in disbelief, looking at the incredibly huge familiar magic circle in the sky, and shouted loudly: "In this world, in addition to Niangniang, there is still someone who can summon the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons?!" ”

"Hahahaha" before the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave. The fierce spirit Black Tiger cried and laughed, falling into endless madness: "Niangniang, have you seen it? Even though the summoning spell and the essence of ten thousand fires have been lost, after a thousand years, there are still people in this world who have comprehended the summoning thaumaturgy. The resurrection of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons and their return to the world are the end of this injustice, and I have finally waited for this day! ”

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are shaking, the blazing wind is getting stronger and stronger, the clouds in the sky are rolling, the golden rays are flashing, and the heavens and the earth are chaotic. However, in his eyes, there was only the stone statue.

Slowly moving to the stone statue, all the expressions on the face of the fierce spirit black tiger disappeared, and he just whispered in his mouth: "Niangniang, Niangniang... I've finally waited for this day, don't worry, wait a little longer. When it's all over, the Black Tiger will come to you. Serve by your side forever. ”

In front of Qingyun Mountain, Hei Mu looked at the sky, and that day, what was returned to him was a thunderous head!

"Boom!"

The wind and clouds became more urgent, and the tremors of the void became more and more intense. In mid-air, with the urging of Xiao Lan's True Yuan, the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array slowly rotated, and the Heavenly Fire couldn't stop beating under the urging of the Xuanhuo Jian. An ancient and violent force, as if it had been dormant for thousands of years, finally woke up again, but the beginning of this awakening had already changed the color of heaven and earth.

Rumbling thunder, shaking the void of heaven and earth, above the nine heavens, it was like setting off boundless stormy waves, layer upon layer, turbulent tumbling and shaking, thousands of miles of void began to tremble violently, this time, even the space began to crack, as if it could not withstand this huge force at all.

"Roar!" At this moment, the deepest part of the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Great Array suspended in mid-air burst out with a roar, like a giant dragon roaring, and the dragon roared to the sky.

The ancient and mysterious power has finally fully awakened!

Thousands of miles of void were completely shrouded in a strong firelight, all the darkness was completely expelled from it, and there was no trace of darkness to be found, this light far exceeded any light in the world, and even made people feel that even the scorching sun in the sky was coming, but I was afraid that it was nothing more than that.

Among this terrifying power, the hottest place is undoubtedly the aperture of the statue of the Eight Fierce Gods that still exists and rotates rapidly, flashing with a strange aura, where the flames that the beast gods once fused into are becoming more and more white-hot, and the mysterious incantations in the sky are becoming more and more urgent.

The flame heart, which is constantly expanding and slightly shrinking, seems to be like a hatching red flame egg, containing something terrifying, and as the surrounding temperature continues to rise rapidly, the ancient and mysterious place is condensing the power that has been lost for thousands of years bit by bit, and re-descending to this world.

Xiao Lan stood in front of this force suspended in the air, around his body, silver brilliance flickered, and the faint sword realm emerged, chaotic ups and downs, as if boundless energy was surging and roaring, in the endless storm, the mainstay.

Everyone watched this scene in amazement!

Suddenly, the lengthy incantation stopped, and for a moment, it seemed as if everything was frozen in an instant, all the flames, the flames in the sky, Xiao Lan's proud figure, and the statue of the Eight Fierce Gods that swirled endlessly in mid-air.

The depths of the hottest flame slowly cracked, from a thin crack to a slowly larger gap, from a gap about the size of a person, to a hole several times larger. In the midst of the dazzling firelight in the sky, there seemed to be the deepest darkness in the sky.

Then, as if something, in the depths of that chasm, coldly, glanced at the outside world. Then, a ferocity filled with maddening despair, instantly swept through the entire Void World.

The next moment, as if stimulated by the craziest, all the flames instantly burst out with the most enthusiastic light, and the dragon's groans rose higher and higher, like a carnival that did not stop, and in the depths of the flames, the dragon's groans roared, with terror, with despair, the ancient gods and spirits descended from another world.

The huge head slowly stretched out, as dazzling as the scorching sun and unable to look directly, it was clearly a huge ancient fire dragon bathed in flames, and everywhere there was flames.

The huge dragon head has already occupied all the space, and with an overwhelming terrifying power, it has once again emerged!

Eight Desolate Fire Dragons!

In the legend of the ancient witch clan in southern Xinjiang, the terrifying beast that destroyed everything in the world, the ultimate summoning spirit of the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, finally reappeared in the world after tens of millions of years!

The huge dragon's head, slowly rotating in the flames, did not immediately destroy anything, and it was surrounded by flames, from the huge horns to the fangs in its mouth, showing a mysterious ruddy and transparent color that can only be flashed in extreme heat.

Every deep breath of the dragon caused the entire void to tremble violently, as if this space was just a small place for a creature as powerful as it, and even its body had not even come out until now.

Behind the dragon's head, the rotating aura of the Eight Fierce Gods seemed to be hidden in the dazzling light of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, looming, and the huge aperture seemed to be trembling slightly.

Is it because of the desperate power of this fire dragon?

Or is it the memory of the long past?

Nobody knows

No one would think about that anymore, because at this moment, it seemed that he was slowly getting used to the huge fire dragon that had just woken up, and above the dragon's head, in the huge ruddy and transparent eye sockets, the burning flames slowly rose, and the dragon head slowly turned around.

A moment later, this terrifying dragon head was facing the figure in front of him who had been standing proudly!

"Roar!"

In an instant, a huge roar resounded throughout the world!

That roar seemed to come from far away, because in the midst of the roaring heat wave flames in the sky, the sound of the terrifying dragon roar of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons actually sounded a little distant. And what Xiao Lan directly faced was the huge flames that erupted like angry waves, as well as the once stable void under his feet, but at this moment, it completely collapsed and turned into a lava hell, with countless huge cracks and cracks, and the crimson flames were overwhelming, and they were in front of him in a blink of an eye.

In this breath of despair, it was as if I couldn't breathe anymore.

Xiao Lan raised his head and looked at the hideous fire dragon, and suddenly sighed, and immediately, he slowly raised his hand, and a scorching fire light was injected into the Xuanhuo Jian in front of him.

The huge dragon head of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons swayed slightly, and the rotating aperture of the mysterious Eight Fierce Gods suddenly began to flicker, and all kinds of strange symbols loomed, flickering under the aperture. The dragon head of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons suddenly struck, as powerful as it, as if it had also been urged by something, and let out an angry roar again.

"Roar!" (To be continued.) )