Chapter 445: The Beast God is Born

At this moment, Xu Zifan went out of the customs and ended several months of retreat and practice.

On top of the witchcraft, his cultivation speed is amazing, and it can be regarded as the only one in this world, and it is rare in ancient times.

After a few months of practice, he mastered all the witchcraft methods he obtained, and the realm of witchcraft reached the realm of the witch saint, placed in the land of the Central Plains, this realm is also rare in the world, equivalent to the realm of Qingyunmen Taiqing, and the monks of this realm can create a great cultivation immortal court.

However, if he wants to continue to practice, although he can still make some progress, but in the current realm, if there is no special adventure, the cultivation speed will drop down a lot, and in the future, he can only rely on water grinding kung fu, slowly polishing his mana, and increasing his strength.

In this case, of course, Xu Zifan did not hesitate to go out, it was impossible for him to spend too much time here.

At this moment, Xu Zifan stepped into the void, wearing a black robe hunting in the wind, and the aura around his body was sometimes solemn and immense, sometimes ethereal, sometimes weird and obscure, and very shocking.

This situation is precisely because he has a variety of cultivation methods, and all of them have cultivated to an extremely high and profound realm.

At this moment, there was a noise in the black forest ahead, and with the sound of rustling among the leaves, a group of monsters wrapped in animal skins, or wearing bird feathers and bird feathers on their heads, and human and animal heads rushed out.

After seeing Xu Zifan standing in the air, this group of monsters was immediately overjoyed, fell to the ground, knelt down and bowed, and shouted some strange words in their mouths.

"Ulaaka ......"

"Ahh......h

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For the arrival of these creatures, Xu Zifan's face was indifferent, and he was not surprised.

Looking at the human fish head, or the human dog head, or the strange creature with wings, Xu Zifan's eyes showed a trace of pity.

These alien creatures have no less wisdom than human beings, and they are the only thirty-seven alien races left in southern Xinjiang, which are the products of the ancient witch clan's experiments with witchcraft in ancient times, and they are considered experiments, so Xu Zifan does not hate these strange creatures, and even looks at them due to the influence of the bloodline, even after thousands of years, he still sincerely worships himself with supreme magical power, and all he has in his heart is pity.

In the eyes of normal humans, these creatures are blood-drinking, ferocious and murderous, like demons, but for themselves, these creatures are loyal to themselves due to the power of blood.

They have lived in the evil land of 100,000 mountains for thousands of years, and they have to face life and death every day, originally a full seventy-two different races, but now there are only thirty-seven tribes left, a full half of the shrinkage, which shows that the competition is cruel and life is hard.

Therefore, Xu Zifan only has mercy for these creatures, and as a person who inherits the supreme witchcraft of the ancient witch clan, he can order all the creatures of the alien race, even if they are all killed, they will not hesitate at all, this is the brand of the ancient witch clan into the bloodline of the experiment.

The life and death of these creatures are controlled by themselves, or it can be said that in the eyes of these creatures, they are gods and supreme!

At this time, the strange creatures below knelt down and prayed with great sincerity, their faces full of excitement.

Xu Zifan's Yuan Shen was condensed, and his divine soul was so powerful that it was incredible, although the language was incomprehensible, but through the fluctuation of the divine soul, he understood what these creatures said at this time.

At this moment, these strange creatures were all chanting words such as "Welcome to the Supreme Witch God", extremely reverent, and knelt down frantically.

Looking at the countless strange creatures kneeling below, Xu Zifan's eyes suddenly froze, and two figures, one black and one white, came into his eyes.

The black figure, the whole body is wrapped in a black robe, and even the face is shrouded in a black mist, which is not real, and although the white figure is wearing heavy armor, its breath is very ethereal, like a puff of white smoke, which may be blown away by the mountain wind at any time.

Although the two figures looked very different, they had a similar aura, which was extremely strange, the aura of witchcraft.

The reason why these two figures attracted Xu Zifan's attention was precisely because the aura emanating from their bodies was extremely weird, especially the white figure emanating from their bodies

The breath is even more cold and gloomy, and it does not belong to the living.

According to ancient legends, life is old and dead, only the soul is immortal, at the end of a lifetime, there is a soul out of the body, to the next life, life after life, reincarnation, but in the world, there are resentful spirits, with greed, hatred and ignorance, because of fear and fear, attachment to the world, looking back on the past, unwilling to die, is for the yin spirit.

Generally speaking, the so-called yin spirit, that is, the ghost in folklore, for this kind of existence, Xu Zifan is also the first time to see it, so he is extremely curious, as for the fear of ordinary people for ghosts, of course Xu Zifan does not, the so-called demons and monsters, for him now, are just another kind of life, and will not be afraid of this.

This white figure is obviously not a human being, it belongs to the first-class Yin Spirit, and the aura emanating from its body is not only the unique eerie coldness of the Yin Spirit, but also the strange fluctuations of magical power.

In this regard, Xu Zifan thought about it for a while, and he already knew the origin of these two people, who were the warriors Heimu and Black Tiger under the command of Linglong Niangniang of the ancient witch clan thousands of years ago.

In the original plot, although these two are brothers, they have taken different paths because of their different ideas.

Kuroki took refuge in the beast god, wanting to resurrect him and return to the world, but the black tiger stayed in front of the ancient cave of demon suppression for thousands of years, firstly to prevent the ignorant from entering the cave and being poisoned by the beast god, and secondly, to prevent the resurrection of the beast god.

Xu Zifan also sincerely admires the persistence of these two people, especially the black tiger, for the belief in his heart, he is unwilling to die, even if he incarnates as a yin spirit ghost, he will not hesitate to do so.

At this time, the two saw Xu Zifan looking towards them, and immediately bowed.

"Kuroki, meet the Witch God!

Black Tiger of the Ancient Witch Clan, meet the Witch God!"

The two of them knelt on the ground and shouted with their hands, and you could tell from their voices that they were very excited at the moment.

It can make the supreme god of the clan cast his eyes, and the two of them are extremely happy in their hearts at this time, which is the highest glory.

Through the fluctuation of the divine soul, Xu Zifan knew that what the two said was not flattery, but sincere awe and piety.

This reverence and devotion is both to the legendary witch god and to himself.

For all the creatures here to see themselves as witch gods, Xu Zifan thought about it slightly, and already knew the reason, it must be the pure witch power condensed by the blood curse of heaven and earth, for the secrets of the ancient witch clan, about the legend of the witch god, he also knew a little bit through the stone carvings after the statue of the dog god.

"The so-called witch gods, the witch power is pure and vast like the sea, and they can descend to the eight desolate and fierce gods, subdue the demons of the barbaric wilderness, and be the supreme god of a clan."

This is a brief record in the stone carvings, although the language is unknown, but it makes Xu Zifan speculate that he is regarded as a witch god by the creatures here.

In this regard, Xu Zifan accepted it calmly, for many creatures in this world, he had already regarded them as his future wealth.

Just let this beautiful mistake continue!

And with his current comprehensive strength, even if he is a real witch god, he is not necessarily weaker than the other party, and he can fully afford the title of witch god.

"Black wood, black tiger, but a warrior under the Linglong Throne a thousand years ago?"

Xu Zifan spoke, his voice was indifferent, although he was asking, but his tone was extremely affirmative.

"The great witch god is my two brothers!"

Heimu spoke, although Xu Zifan was just standing quietly in the void at this moment, and did not make a move, but he could feel that the magic power in the other party's body was vast and pure, which was only seen in his life, and even in terms of purity, even if it was the original exquisite lady, it couldn't be compared, and he was even more shocked in his heart at the moment, and at the same time he was even more awe-inspiring.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion in the distant sky, visible to the naked eye, at the end of the sky, there were layers of ink-like dark clouds rolling and gathering, black lightning thunderbolts to the earth between the howling wind, faintly, there were bursts of beast roars, majestic and ruthless, shocking, this situation, as if the peerless demon who had been sleeping for thousands of years woke up today, making everyone look at the color change.

"Oh no, the devil has risen!"

The black tiger exclaimed, his face changed drastically, and he looked at the end of the sky, as if he had seen the most terrible thing, its white mist

Their bodies began to tremble violently because of this.

In that direction, he knew better than anyone else that it was the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, where a peerless monster was sleeping.

At this time, the celestial phenomena changed, and the endless demon qi converged, obviously, there was a change in the ancient cave of demon suppression, and it was the devil who was resurrected.

"Roar!"

The black tiger looked up to the sky and roared, its face was like ashes, and its body turned into a cloud of white mist, and it wanted to kill there desperately.

For thousands of years of persistence, even if he turned into a ghost, he did not hesitate, even if it was a moth to the fire, he was not afraid.

However, at this moment, the black tiger's body suddenly stagnated, stopped in the air, and couldn't move.

At the same time, a calm voice came, causing a glint of hope in the depths of his eyes.

"You are no match for it, don't go!"

The speaker was Xu Zifan, who was standing in the air at this moment, with faint runes in his eyes, purple divine light shining, and looking at the end of the sky.

With his mana now, the Primordial Heavenly Eye is no longer what it used to be, even if it is hundreds of miles away, he can see it clearly.

Under the rolling dark clouds, a black magic mountain stands, on the side of the magic mountain, there is an ancient cave, in the middle of the hole, a stone statue, facing the depths of the ancient cave, standing silently.

At this moment, beside the stone statue, a handsome man wrapped in bright silk appeared from the rolling black mist, looked at the stone statue, and was silent for a long time.

Xu Zifan knew that this evil man was the shadow that had been pressing on the hearts of all beings in southern Xinjiang for thousands of years-the beast god, and he didn't expect that he would be born ahead of schedule!

"Great witch god, the devil in the cave was born, I hope you have mercy on the common people and slay the demons!"

The black tiger pleaded, looking at Xu Zifan who was standing in the sky, his eyes were full of hope, he understood that the devil was invincible, and now that the god was in the world, it was the only hope to kill the devil.

However, at this moment, Heimu on the side retorted, "Please Wu Shen Mingjian, although the person in the cave is a peerless demon, but his circumstances are excusable, and he is also a poor person, a thousand years ago, it was the mother who was wrong!"

Heimu looked at Xu Zifan at this moment, his tone was extremely firm, a thousand years of persistence, perseverance in his heart, he didn't think he was wrong, it was Heihu who was wrong, and it was Niangniang who was wrong.

"Niangniang is right, Kuroki, you are really stubborn, and you dare to speak wildly in front of the witch god." The black tiger roared loudly and looked angrily at the black wood on the side.

"It's your mistake, Black Tiger, otherwise why did Niangniang leave him a chance to live?" Kuroki retorted again.

"Confused, in order to kill the devil, the mother ran out of oil and lamps, and she couldn't do it, instead of leaving it alive in the world!" The black tiger was extremely sad and angry, and shouted loudly.

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The two were originally brothers, but they have been arguing for thousands of years, and at this moment, you are saying a word to me and not letting each other.

For the two of them to be so persistent, Xu Zifan also admires it tightly in his heart, and it is not something he can do with a word to resolve the knot between the two.

However, he had a better way, and that was to take the two men to meet the beast god.

At that moment, Xu Zifan did not hesitate, the witch seal around his body shone, and his entire body turned into a black wind, sweeping the two of them, heading towards the direction of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave.

The Demon Suppression Ancient Cave is about a hundred miles away from here, and Xu Zifan is using the black wind technique in witchcraft at this moment, turning into a black wind, enveloping the two of them, and in just a short moment, he has crossed seven sinister mountain ranges, and a bare black magic mountain has appeared in front of him.

Under the black magic mountain, a man wrapped in bright silk suddenly raised his head, his evil eyes were extremely fierce, and he looked at Xu Zifan who came from the sky.