Southern Xinjiang, black hole.

Since ancient times, the poor mountains and bad waters of southern Xinjiang and the anointed land of the Central Plains have been separated by mountains rising from the ground. Towering, rolling mountains separate the two worlds, and the mountain roads are so difficult that few people can climb them.

However, at some point, the mountains blocking the two places were split into a one-meter-wide passage called the Black Hole. Since then, southern Xinjiang and the Central Plains have gradually had exchanges.

The large number of demon beasts that raged the day before yesterday also poured into the hinterland of the Central Plains from here.

Zhang Han's body was like lightning, and in a moment, he passed through the narrow and dark passage, and at the end of the passage not far away, a white fox Xiao Jiu in a white dress was pretty.

I haven't seen it for three years, and the enchanting figure is even more attractive, and the fair skin is crystal clear, as if you can squeeze out water with a light pinch. The long black and silky hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and between his expectations, he smiled and smiled, all of which were extremely charming.

Just standing there, even the dark dense forest around him seemed to be brightened.

"Huh? How do you feel that you are so much weaker? ”

Xiao Jiu raised his hand and pinned the ends of his windswept hair behind his ears, and glanced at Zhang Han strangely.

In her cognition, Zhang Han's cultivation has become transcendental, and he has to override the heads of the three major sects of the righteous path, what kind of existence can make him become like this?

Zhang Han glanced at the other party and said lightly, "Lead the way." ”

Seeing that the other party didn't want to say much, Xiao Jiu could only suppress the curiosity in his heart, and the two of them rose in the air, turned into two white rays, and rushed towards the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

Nowadays, a large number of demon beasts have poured into the Central Plains, and powerful demon beasts are rarely seen in the depths of southern Xinjiang. Even the highly poisonous miasma that spreads all day long in the 100,000 mountains has become much weaker.

The two of them flew for most of the day, until they landed on the black mountain where the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was located, and what they encountered were some trash fish that were not strong, and more were uncivilized beasts.

"It's strange, when I came here that day, the wind blew in the cave all day and all night, why did it disappear today?" Xiao Jiu fell to the ground and looked at the strange way at the entrance of the cave.

Zhang Han smiled faintly, "The beast gods have all gone to the Central Plains, where is the yin wind coming from?" ”

Xiao Jiu suddenly understood, and then his face turned pale, and he raised his jade finger tremblingly and pointed at him, and said incoherently, "You...... No, you've met the Beast God, right? ”

Thinking of the exhaustion and weakness on Zhang Han's face when he first met, Xiao Jiu reacted impressively, I'm afraid he has already fought with the beast god once! After all, there are only a handful of existences that can make Zhang Han so weak in the entire Shenzhou Continent.

Zhang Han put his hands behind his back, paced in front of the stone statue, and said with emotion, "That beast god is really a strange man in the world!" The exquisite witch is cultivated to the heavens, and she can create a real life from nothingness, compared to my yin and yang escape, it is still far behind! ”

Really!

Although he couldn't understand the latter words, Xiao Jiu had already confirmed that before coming here, Zhang Han must have fought with the beast god. As for who wins and who loses, she doesn't know.

Even so, she was extremely shocked.

The beast god was born with the aura of heaven and earth, immortal and immortal, and after fighting him, not only was he not injured, but he retreated with his whole body, but his state was a little weaker...... One can imagine how terrifying Zhang Han's cultivation should be!

If Zhang Han knew what the white fox was thinking, I am afraid he would only have a bitter smile.

A few days ago, if there was no super electromagnetic cannon combined with Vision, plus the beast god was arrogant and unwilling to dodge, maybe he really had to give it to him!

The stone statue of the woman stands quietly at the entrance of the cave, thousands of years of time, the initial softness and beauty have eroded a lot of roughness, as if the pursuit of immortality, the gentle eyes and the poignant legend, but also in this ruthless time, changed the face!

"How nice it would be if you were born in the same era! I really want to see your peerless demeanor and the magic that changes the world! ”

As he spoke, Zhang Han seemed to be confused by the woman's stone statue, and couldn't help but raise his hand to stroke the woman's cheek.

"Phew! The rebellious people dare to blaspheme the statue of the mother! ”

A broken shout was like thunder on the ground, exploding in Zhang Han's ears, and the majestic burst of shouting seemed to shake even the surrounding mountain walls, and also pulled him back from his blurred state.

When he turned his head, he saw a giant sword that shimmered with a cold light smashing down his head.

Bite!

Zhang Han raised his left hand and grabbed the blade of the sword. When the palm of his hand collided with the giant sword, he burst out with the sound of gold and iron, which was extremely harsh.

"I'm sorry!"

Zhang Han looked at the burly fierce spirit man, and said with a wry smile, "The witch lady is really cultivated as a god, even if she is transformed into a stone statue, she is so powerful. Fang was negligent for a while, and his mind was almost lost, please forgive me! ”

The fierce spirit seemed to understand the power of the stone statue, his face softened slightly, he drew back his giant sword, and said in a rough voice, "This is a place to suppress evil demons, it is extremely dangerous, if you have nothing else to do, leave quickly." ”

"Are you talking about the beast god? He has gone to the Central Plains, what danger is there? Zhang Han asked rhetorically.

The fierce spirit was speechless, and then smiled miserably, "Hey! After all, I failed my mother's trust, failed to stop the treacherous demon, and let him resurrect the demon! I only hope that in the land of the outstanding people of Middle-earth, there will be masters to block the fierce demons, otherwise, the lives will be ruined, and the world will never be peaceful! ”

Speaking of the back, the fierce spirit was like a child, crying loudly, and the low and majestic cry became more and more poignant, as if to vent all the sorrow of thousands of years.

Zhang Han was silent for a long time, took out an object from his arms, shook it in front of the fierce spirit, and said, "The purpose of my coming here is to put an end to all this!" ”

"Xuanhuo Jian!"

The sound of the fierce spirit crying abruptly stopped, and was replaced by an exclamation that shook the stone wall, and then looked at Zhang Han, who had an indifferent face, and turned back to his senses, and said strangely,

"If you can come here, you must know that there is the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Formation laid by Niangniang in the cave before her death, and it is also the only complete formation in the world. However, the beast god has gone to the Central Plains, how can you be sure that he will return here? ”

Zhang Han took Xuanhuo Jian into his arms again, and said lightly, "A few days ago, I fought against him, although I couldn't completely defeat him, but he also suffered a lot of injuries, plus Qingyunmen's Zhuxian Sword Formation, presumably even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured." ”

"Don't worry, he'll be back here in a few days. At that time, everything will end here! ”

The white fox standing behind Zhang Han trembled, although she had already guessed, but hearing this amazing news from the mouth of the main owner still shocked her dizzy, looking at Zhang Han's back, it was so terrifying......

Even the beast god is not his opponent, in this world, who else can beat him?

The fierce spirit was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said, "When Niangniang was dying, explain to me that no matter how much time passes in the future, once the fire dragon is resurrected, it will be the end of this injustice!" With Niangniang's cultivation through the ancient and modern, she must have predicted this day! ”

At this point, the ferocious spirit stopped speaking and moved out of the way.

Zhang Han nodded, then looked at the white fox, and said lightly, "Since we have arrived here, our agreement is completed, you, free!" ”

Xiao Jiuxiu's lips opened slightly, and she wanted to stop talking, but in the end, she still couldn't let go of her worries about the child, sighed lightly, turned around and flew away, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Han was silent, raised his feet and walked into the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave.

Meandering all the way, to his surprise, the ground of this ancient cave was quite flat, as if it was not naturally formed, and he didn't know if it was the handiwork of the beast god.

After walking for a long time, the surroundings were as black as ink, and not a single living creature was seen.

Suddenly, the ground in front of me lit up, and when I looked intently, at the end of the road, in the depths of a spacious cave, a flame lit up. In this pitch-black space, the flame was extremely bright.

Somehow, the light from the flames only reflected on the huge cavern, and between the passage and the cavern, there was an obvious line of light and darkness, which looked rather strange.

Zhang Han raised his feet and walked into the cave and stopped in front of the flames, the flames seemed to have life, and when he approached, they immediately skyrocketed a few points.

Looking closely, the flame was in a simple-shaped brazier, and on the ground directly below the brazier, four fierce god patterns were carved, with rough lines and red as blood.

When the flames lit up, the blood-colored lines also lit up, and the Dao Fierce God Phantom rose into the air and flew into the flames. Immediately afterwards, the stone walls above the brazier and on the left and right were also lit up with four fierce god patterns.

Zhang Han's breathing was slightly short, and if he looked closely, the entire eight stone carvings were exactly the same as the stone carvings he had seen in the Xuanhuo Altar.

Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array!

At this moment, the eight fierce god phantoms all submerged into the flames, and the flames surged wildly again, turning into a fierce fire dragon in a moment, roaring silently at Zhang Han.

With the appearance of the fire dragon, the surrounding scorching air is flourishing, and the rolling heat wave is coming, like countless fierce beasts roaring and roaring, and the temperature is getting higher and higher!

Under the blazing flames, Zhang Han's face was also fiery red.

Facing the flames that almost engulfed him, Zhang Han not only did not fear, but sighed in admiration.

"Good boy! This complete version of the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, without the urging of the Xuanhuo Jian and the replenishment of energy by underground magma, is no weaker than the Red Flame Beast of the Xuanhuo Altar! ”

After admiring, Zhang Han took out the Xuanhuo Jian from his arms and urged Zhenyuan. I saw that the Xuanhuo Jian suddenly flew into the air, and the quaint flame totem in the center was full of red light, like a long whale absorbing water, absorbing the surrounding flames.

As if sensing the breath of the essence of ten thousand fires, the fire dragon hovering and flying in the air roared silently and flew towards the Xuanhuo Jian. Although the fire dragon was not a living creature, Zhang Han could still clearly feel its joy.

In an instant, the fire dragon's entire body turned into flames and merged into the flame totem.

After absorbing the flames released by the formation, Xuanhuo Jian spun in the air a few times and flew back into his hand.

The fierce and scorching waves of fire quietly disappeared, and the flames on the brazier became darker and darker, and then there was a soft 'bang', and the whole cave was completely plunged into darkness.

Hearing only the soft sound of 'Zheng', Zhang Han pulled out the slashing knife on his waist, stuck his backhand on the ground, and under the spiritual pressure, a little mercury-like transparent liquid flowed out of the knife body, which slowly flowed into the fierce god stone carving along the ground.

I don't know how long later, on the ground, on the left and right walls, and on the top of the head, a total of eight stone carvings, all of which were rubbed by the sword of the sword. Zhang Han let out a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and practiced blade meditation.

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