On the magma lake, the images of the fierce gods are all fierce and fierce, ferocious and terrifying, circulating with blood-red light, and above their bodies, a crimson line can be faintly seen passing through, looming, like a chain to make the eight fierce gods form a circle and form a formation.

At this time, Xu Zifan already understood that this looming line was the supreme prohibition of imprisoning the fierce god, and it was only after the witchcraft was interpreted to the pinnacle that it could be formed to form a ban for imprisoning the demon god.

And the reason why the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array can have the ability to destroy the world is precisely because its power comes from the Eight Desolation Fierce Gods, from the Fire Dao Treasure, and from the Witchcraft Formation.

These three forces are united and condensed into the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, burning everything in the world, and having the divine power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The mysterious golden characters are full of wild rhyme, vigorous and ancient, as if the heaven and earth were naturally generated in ancient times, and like the carrier of the avenue, beating above the magma lake at the moment, this is the highest inheritance of witchcraft in this world, and it is more profound and mysterious than the witchcraft inheritance after the statue of the dog god of Qilitong.

The inheritance here is the real supreme secret method of witchcraft, at this moment, looking at the golden characters in front of him, Xu Zifan suddenly understood some of the incomprehensions about witchcraft in the past.

At the same time, he had a deeper understanding of the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, and over time, he could even use his own understanding to create his own Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array.

However, in front of him, the Eight Desolate Fierce Gods are right in front of him, and at this time, in Xu Zifan's opinion, these Eight Fierce Gods are the most precious things inherited from the ancient Wu clan, and he can use them directly.

The magic power is vast, like the waves of the Hanhai Sea, Xu Zifan sat in the void, closed his eyes at this time, his eyebrows and heart knew that the face of the primordial god in the sea was cold, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed, and the blue tower-like fruit above his head drooped down the vast blue mist, helping him to realize the Tao and comprehend the supreme magic of the ancient Wu clan.

One hour, two hours......

Until the morning light in the eastern sky shone on the earth again, and a new day came, Xu Zifan's eyes slowly opened, and in front of him, there were witch seals condensed, plus the witch seals that he had condensed before, at this time, there were five hundred and thirty-five witch seals, nearly half a hundred more than before.

This means that he has made great progress in witchcraft practice, and at this time, it is not considered the degree of witchcraft refinement, and in terms of witchcraft cultivation alone, Xu Zifan thinks that he is definitely more than the beast god and Linglong.

However, compared to the witch god who was able to subdue and suppress the Eight Desolation Fierce Gods and refine the Eight Fierce Fire Arrays in ancient times, Xu Zifan felt that he was still very insufficient, and he was not depressed by this discovery, but was even happier, because this matter also meant that he could go further in this world, and there were still many forces in this world that he could pursue.

Xu Zifan's hands danced, quickly sealed, chanted incantations in his mouth, the mighty magic power boiled, and the strange power circulated between the whole world, at this moment, above the magma lake, the image of the eight desolate fierce gods slowly floated up, the fiery red eight fierce gods were like living creatures, the red light flowed, the eight fierce gods floated in the air, their faces were hideous and terrifying, and the corners of their mouths were dripping blood, surrounding Xu Zifan.

"Roar!"

There was a faint roar of the demon god, and the fierce aura was pervasive, and the eight fierce gods seemed to be stimulated at this moment, and the red light seemed to be roaring up to the sky, and the body struggled to break free from the invisible confinement.

It's just a crimson line, like a chain, piercing through the eight fierce gods, the red light is shining, no matter how they struggle, even if the eons pass by, the form and god are destroyed, it is useless, even if they die for countless years, they are always imprisoned, and they can't break free.

At this moment, as the seal method in Xu Zifan's hand changed, countless witch seals shone and jumped above and below his body, and the images of the eight fierce gods actually began to move, revolving around Xu Zifan, turning faster and faster.

Surrounded by eight fierce gods, Xu Zifan sat alone in the void, his face was solemn, and the strange spell sound was like a desolate and distant song on a reckless rainy night, filling the entire heaven and earth.

The sky is dark, the wind is howling, the devil is roaring, and the black fog is surging!

In this situation, Xu Zifan is set off like a demon lord in the era of recklessness, and he is shocked to accept the worship of the fierce gods of the Eight Desolations.

“?！”

The incantation in Xu Zifan's mouth suddenly stopped, and his fingers suddenly stabbed out, and eight clicks in a row, eight mysterious symbols like ghost paintings were printed in the center of the foreheads of the eight fierce god images.

At this moment, the eight Fierce God Diagrams stopped rotating, and the red light changed violently, sometimes exploding, sometimes contracting, and it was only after repeating this seven times that it stabilized.

At the same time, the endless ferocious qi between heaven and earth contracted sharply, returning to the eight fierce god images like ten thousand rivers returning to the sea, and then the eight fierce god pictures also quickly became smaller, until they reached the size of an inch, and then turned into eight red rays of red light and shot towards Xu Zifan's chest and back.

The weird red light shone, and there were eight more crimson carvings on Xu Zifan's body, which were the images of the Eight Desolation Fierce Gods.

At this moment, Xu Zifan can be regarded as completely mastering the deepest secret method of the ancient Wu clan.

At the same time that the eight images of the fierce gods were printed on Xu Zifan's body, the golden rune font above the magma lake below also seemed to have lost the support of divine power, and gradually lost its color, and as the magma boiled and surged, it finally dissipated and was no longer visible.

Ten miles away, the beautiful woman transformed by the nine-tailed sky fox stood on the top of a mountain, white clothes were better than snow, and her temperament was gorgeous, looking in the direction where the Xuanhuo Altar was located, but at this moment her delicate face had a complicated expression.

She guessed Xu Zifan's identity wrongly before, from yesterday to this moment, through Xu Zifan's luck and some gossip about the people in the Incense Valley, she realized that the world ushered in a major event that had not been seen for thousands of years, and there was a witch god who only existed in myths and legends in the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, and the person who saved himself from imprisonment turned out to be this legendary god.

In addition, there is also a legend that the beast demon who was suppressed in the ancient cave of demon suppression by the ancient witch clan Linglong Niangniang Niangniang thousands of years ago using the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Magic Array actually surrendered to this god.

This incident made the nine-tailed sky fox's heart even more shocked, the beast demon in the demon suppression ancient cave is also half of her friend, its terror is unparalleled in the world, when it can dominate the world, coupled with its unruly and innate ferocity, it should not surrender to anyone.

But in fact, it was such a terrifying beast demon who was willing to submit to the witch god and sit down and obey Zhao's orders, which only showed that the horror and mystery of this legendary witch god were beyond comprehension.

The nine-tailed sky fox stood here for a long time, looking at the direction of the Xuanhuo Altar, and there was no longer flattery in his watery eyes, but his eyes were full of solemnity and thought.