From the second altar to the third stone steps, except for a round hole with a faint red light, the surroundings were pitch black, but in the depths of the darkness, there was also something that emitted a faint light.

Long Xuan was surprised in his heart and looked there. I saw that it was a stone platform more than half a person high, in the shape of a cylinder, the whole stone was completely different from the surrounding red rocks, exuding a faint coolness at the same time, the faint light emitted from the stone pillar was constantly changing colors, sometimes reddish, sometimes light purple, sometimes goose yellow, sometimes green, it was very beautiful.

And on the plane of the stone platform, there is a ring-shaped indentation, and three characters are engraved next to it - Xuanhuo Jian! Long Xuan carefully looked at the grooves, then looked up at the heavy stone slab leading to the third layer of the Xuanhuo Altar, and realized that the opening and closing of the door of this third layer could be controlled by the "Xuanhuo Jian". However, everyone knows that the Xuanhuo Jian, the heavy treasure of the Incense Valley, was stolen by aliens many years ago, and its whereabouts are still unknown.

Long Xuan naturally didn't have the Xuanhuo Jian in his hands, but this didn't prevent him from entering the third layer, what a way-

He snorted slightly, his eyes flashed away, the fairy sword was unsheathed, both hands held the handle, and the incomparably condensed and terrifying sword momentum was raised to an extremely high level in an instant, and on the blade of the autumn water, the thunder swam.

The body did not move, but the momentum of heaven and earth was exhausted, and an incomparably tragic and crazy aura of destruction and destruction had already spread out!

"Broken!" Long Xuan let out a deep sigh, a sword slashed down from the top of his head, and a round of thunderous sword arcs suddenly appeared, slamming into the stone gate fiercely, making a dull "Peng-" sound.

At this moment, the "Thunder Slash" technique is three or four times more powerful than three years ago! This is a sword that has the charm of the heavens, this is a sword that is full of the wonder of creation, the edge of the sword, as if the sun, moon and stars are all worshipped, the sky and the world, only I am the only one!

"Kerala - Kerala!" A series of muffled sounds, the originally heavy stone gate, gradually cracked, a thread, one by one, cracks continued to extend on the stone gate, the stone gate collapsed, turned into a piece of rubble!

Long Xuan smiled faintly, put away his sword and stood up, but he didn't return to the sheath, and only slowly walked into the stone gate. At the same time, the temperature around the area suddenly dropped unexpectedly, from the original heat to the cold as ice in an instant.

It is incredible, that the hot and cold air can exist in this Xuanhuo altar at the same time! Long Xuan was surprised, but he paid more attention to the formation map he had printed, and only the ancient and barbaric Formation had such a means to conquer the heavens and the earth.

The surrounding air was getting colder and colder, and the heat from the crater below didn't seem to be able to affect this place at all, so much so that when Long Xuan stepped on the ground of the third layer, he found that there was a thick block of ice under his feet, and faint pale blue shimmers gently emanated from all corners.

Long Xuan's face was indifferent, and he walked forward slowly, and the sound of footsteps that seemed to be deep and shallow gradually spread, breaking the silence that seemed to be eternal. In the depths of darkness, a soft and desolate female voice sounded faintly, low and deep, clear but poignant: "You are a disciple of Incense Valley?" ”

Long Xuan stopped, looked at the darkness indifferently, and after a while, slowly replied, "I'm not!" ”

The female voice was silent for a moment, and then spoke again, with a bit of self-deprecation: "It seems that you have been locked up for three hundred years, and your brain is a little weak, if you are a disciple of Incense Valley, how dare you force your way into this Xuanhuo Altar?" ”

A moment later, two faint shimmers of light, like endless and deep pupils, flashed and flashed in the deepest part of the darkness, staring at Long Xuan and Ahri on his shoulder. Ahri erected a pair of cat ears, blinking with big eyes, but suddenly "meowed" a few times, seemed to be very happy, jumped off Long Xuan's shoulder, and ran into the darkness.

"Nether Totoro?" The woman in the darkness spoke again, but it contained a little surprise: "Young man, you really impress me, you have such a high attainment in the way of the sword, and you can have a desolate alien species like Nether Totoro to follow!" I don't know which immortal mountain cultivated a young hero like you? ”

Long Xuan didn't answer her, and said with a smile to himself: "The seniors have good eyesight, Ahri is indeed a Totoro clan, dare to ask who the seniors are, why are they locked up in this Xuanhuo Altar?" "Although the mysterious figure in front of him has extensive knowledge and has monstrous spiritual power, he has a faint languid look on his body, and he is obviously detained here by the Burning Incense Valley!

"Who am I? I, who am I? The female voice in the darkness repeated this sentence dreamily, as if she was stupid. Suddenly, her black and deep eyes flashed with a strange light, and she sneered: "Three hundred years ago, I led our fox demon clan to snatch the Xuanhuo Jian from the Incense Valley, but I was killed and injured, except for my son Xiaoliu who escaped, only I survived, imprisoned in this Xuanhuo Altar, and suffered from the 'Xuanhuo Chain'. A body of mana was even more suppressed by this Xuanhuo Chain and the 'Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array' under the Xuanhuo Altar, suffering day and night! ”

Long Xuan nodded with interest, his footsteps did not stop, and he also stepped into the darkness: "'Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array'? Is it the name of the supernatural formation below, it's really appropriate! ”

With Long Xuan's footsteps, the scene in front of him gradually unfolded, the darkness could block Long Xuan's sight, but it couldn't stop his divine thoughts—it was a white fox with a misty brilliance, two people tall, a smooth fluff as soft as the best silk in the Central Plains, and nine tails dancing in this space.

Ahri's cat had a look of human joy on its face, and was crouching at the figure's feet.

But at this moment, the white fox's state is not good - her waist is locked by a dark red iron chain as thick as an ordinary person's arm, the chain is glowing with a faint red light, and she can feel that strange mana from afar.

"It is worthy of being the master of the fox department, and the predecessors have already achieved the body of the nine-tails!" Long Xuan was silent for a long time, suddenly sighed lightly, smiled faintly, and slapped his hands in admiration.

Since ancient times, there have been many strange legends in the land of Shenzhou, in the wild and remote places of the four directions of Shenzhou, between the poor mountains and bad waters, there are some ancient spirit beasts, flood and desolate Taoist species, the remnants of the world. For thousands of years, countless legends of hot-blooded teenagers who trekked through mountains and rivers to catch dragons and catch demons have been talked about by people and passed on from mouth to mouth. Among the spirit beasts of heaven and earth, the most anthropomorphic clan is the fox demon clan.

Among the fox demon clan, there is one of the most intelligent and mysterious branches, legend has it that with the increase of their cultivation, the tail behind them will continue to grow, and the hundred-year-old Taoist line will have three tails, called the demon fox; There are six thousand-year-old paths, which are spiritual foxes; And to the point where there are nine tails, it is already the supreme realm of monsters in the world, and no one knows how many years it will take to practice, but in the legend, the fox demon who has reached the nine-tailed road is already a peerless monster, and the mana is the "nine-tailed sky fox"!

The white fox was also looking at Long Xuan carefully, and finally his eyes fell on the dragon slaying sword in his hand, and sighed lightly: "Good magic sword, good evil spirit, I don't know how many creatures you have slaughtered, young man, to gather such a fierce qi on the sword?" ”

Long Xuan didn't answer her, Wu Zi's face was condensed, the dragon slaying sword in his hand shone brightly, the sword body was thunderous, and a vertical split, a crescent-shaped sword light had been cut out, and it was fiercely slashed on the dark red iron chain. "Bang-" With a sound, the different color on Long Xuan's face flashed, and he saw the sword light passing, leaving only a shallow white mark on the iron chain, and there was not even an incision.

Although this sword is just wielded by him at will, in order to reach his level, except for a limited number of sets of sword techniques, he has long ceased to be confined to moves, even a random move, which has unpredictable power. But on this iron chain, only a white mark can be left, which shows the miracle of this iron chain.

The white fox looked at Long Xuan's movements, shook his head, and said, "Young man, it's useless, don't try again." This chain of flame is a foreign body of heaven and earth, strong and fiery, once locked, it must not be opened unless it is a person who knows the secret mantra of the Incense Valley. ”

"There's no other way?" Long Xuan's face sank like water, and his sword aura rushed into the sky, and the invisible sword momentum once again locked the Xuanhuo chain in front of him. The white fox's eyes flashed with surprise, but he said calmly: "This Xuanhuo chain is in harmony with the 'Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array' below, if I can have Xuanhuo Jian in my hand and block the endless strange power in the formation for a moment, then I can also get out of trouble!" ”

Long Xuan's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a trace of thunder flashing in his heart, and he wanted to go to the second layer with the dragon slaying sword, but the sword momentum on his body not only did not disperse, but faintly improved!

"Young man, why are you helping a demon beast?" A trace of strangeness flashed in the white fox's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask out loud when he looked at Long Xuan's back.

Long Xuan didn't look back, he didn't move, the sword momentum on his body increased again and again, and the endless sharp aura seemed to tear the void above his head, "As a swordsman, every word and action is directed at my heart, if I want to save you, I will save you, why do you need a reason?" His figure disappeared outside the entrance of the third floor, but the indifferent and domineering voice faintly came from afar!

PS: The protagonist is about to cross the catastrophe, and the brothers continue to support Ha!