The mysterious spell echoed in the air. With Mo Wen's low moan, the whole sky darkened inexplicably, and an ancient and vast force seemed to descend between the heaven and earth out of nowhere. The flame formation and the eight evil god patterns rotated rapidly, and the gorgeous firelight made people's eyes blurred.!

Suddenly, the lengthy spell stopped. For a moment, it seemed that everything had frozen in an instant, all the flames, the flames all over the sky, the huge body standing in the sea of ​​fire, and the statues of the Eight Evil Gods that were spinning endlessly in the air.

The center of the Xuanhuo Array, the deepest flames of the hottest flames, slowly cracked, from a thin slit to a gap of about one person, and from a gap of about one person to a huge hole several times. In the dazzling firelight in the sky, the crack was still incredible deepest darkness.

Then, something seemed to be in the depths of the crack, looking at the outside world coldly.

A fierce wave filled with despair that made people go crazy, instantly swept through every corner of Tongtian Peak.

The next moment, as if the craziest stimulation was received, all the flames burst out with the most intense light instantly, and the dragon roar became brighter and brighter, like a carnival. In the depths of the flames, the dragon roar roar rose, with horror and despair, the ancient gods and spirits descended from another world.

The huge head slowly stretched out, as dazzling as the scorching sun and could not be seen directly. It was clearly a huge ancient fire dragon bathed in the fire, and every place was filled with flames.

Soaring in the sea of ​​fire, the slender body slowly stretched out. Everyone stared at the arrogant creature that almost surpassed the existence of this world, and even forgot to breathe.

Eight Desert Fire Dragons!

Among the ancient legends of the witch clan in southern Xinjiang, the terrifying beast that destroys all things in the world, the ultimate summoning spirit creature of the Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Formation, finally reappeared in the world tens of millions of years later.

Mo Wen gently threw the mysterious fire magazine in his hand out, and saw the ancient sword with white light falling on the dragon's head of the fire dragon, and then slowly melting in.

Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation

Level: a—a+

Category: The magical formation of the southern border witchcraft of the opposite world can summon fire beasts. Combined with the Xuanhuo Jian, you can summon the eight wilderness fire dragons, burn all things in the world, and have the magical power of destroying the world.

It seemed as if the finishing touch was drawn. The moment the Xuanhuo Jian merged into it, the entire Eight Desert Fire Dragon seemed to wake up from his deep sleep. He roared to the sky, and the dragon roared like a tsunami. It rushed in, and the whole world seemed to tremble.

In just one moment, there was only one color left in the whole world.

Red, the extremely hot red, the deadly red.

The rosy and transparent flames and the extremely dry and hot wind, the eight wilderness fire dragons stretched out their bodies, and just a shaking appeared in front of the beast god.

The huge body tightly surrounds the same huge body as the beast god.

No unnecessary movements are needed. Just wrapping around, the black gas outside the beast god's body is like snowflakes thrown into flames. It melts away without a trace, and the huge body also shrivels and cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turns into ashes.

It seemed that the hot pain aroused the consciousness of the beast god. The beast god who was lost in the darkness appeared suddenly roared and struggled violently.

But it was useless. The eight wilderness fire dragons wrapped around him like giant pythons ruthlessly burned everything, his head, his hands, his feet, and everything.

The power of fire, the essence of fire!

This is the power of the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation swept across the world. It is as powerful as the beast god, and it is not an opponent of this power.

"Linglong! Linglong! Linglong!"

He struggled and roared, even though the flames burned his body and his hands and feet turned into ashes little by little, the beast god did not give up. No one knew why, but he kept shouting a name in his mouth, his eyes seemed to be nostalgic, longing, and expecting.

In the sea of ​​fire, looking at the beast god who seemed to be forced into a desperate situation. A trace of inexplicable color flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and he saw him slightly gesture a magic trick.

A faint white light floated up from the dragon head of the Eight Desert Fire Dragons, which was the light on the Xuanhuo Jian.

There is a voice from the underworld, singing gently and soothingly, echoing slowly, as if it was the gentle and exquisite woman millions of years ago.

The hot breath slowly emanated from the Xuanhuojian, carrying some dreamy white smoke, which seemed to vaporize the surrounding air. A huge mysterious force condensed around the Xuanhuojian, slowly tearing the surrounding space. In the white illusory smoke, it slowly condensed into a beautiful woman's figure.

It was a woman in ancient clothes, holding a staff in her hand, and her face was exactly the same as the exquisite witch stone statue guarding outside the ancient cave of the Demon Suppression.

"exquisite……"

Suddenly, the beast god stopped struggling, looked at the woman with his eyes obsessed, leaned forward slightly, and leaned towards the woman. The woman also smiled, stretched out her arms, and hugged the beast god's hideous head.

Slowly, little by little, the two finally hugged each other.

The next moment, with a bang, Mo Wen suddenly closed his palms, and a dragon roar that resounded through the world suddenly rang.

Then there was the white light, endless dazzling white light, the white light that could not be seen directly, filled the entire sky, and everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.

In a vague manner, people seemed to see a white pillar of fire rising from the beast god and pierced through the sky.

The white light comes and goes quickly, but when people open their eyes again, everything is over.

The sky was empty and clean.

There is no figure of the beast god, no fire dragon that burns all the eight wildernesses, nor the sea of ​​fire that is everywhere in the sky.

If it weren't for the burning flames around and the charred darkness everywhere, people would have thought that everything just now was a dream of nothingness.

From the fact that Daoxuan Zhenren has the upper hand, Zhuxian's sword has the power to overwhelm the beast god, to the sword of Zhuxian, Daoxuan's defeat, and then to the appearance of Mo Wen, the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Array, a series of things happened one after another, making people dizzy. Until now, most people are confused and can't figure out what's going on.

But the monsters' minds were much simpler, and all the beast groups were ready to move and quietly retreated. The defeat of the beast god had already left them with no intention of fighting.

Affected by this, those who were righteous also reacted one after another, and a look of surprise suddenly burst out in their eyes.

It seems that they won!

Many of them subconsciously shouted.

But they seemed to be happy too early.

A playful sound suddenly sounded in the air.

"What do you think I should deal with you all the righteous people? Do you want to kill them all?"

It was like a basin of cold water that extinguished everyone's joy. Everyone looked up and saw a young man standing in the sky in the void, looking down at this place. Although there was a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes. (To be continued...)
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