The general stared deep into the cave, turned his eyes and looked deep at the fierce spirit, which was also staring at him.

Jiang Chen nodded slowly, and said nothing more, slowly walked in. When he passed by the evil spirit, Xiao Hui, the monkey lying on his shoulder, suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge body of the evil spirit with some curiosity, without blinking.

The fierce spirit suddenly shouted at Jiang Chen's back: "There is one more thing, you have to be careful. The beast god did not come back alone that day. In addition to the evil beast Taotie beside him, there is also a monster who has a very high Taoist practice. Be careful."

Jiang Chen paused for a moment and said, "As far as I know, all the thirteen monsters under his command have been wiped out."

The fierce spirit shook his head and said, "It's not one of the thirteen monsters. Before that, even I have never seen that monster. You must be careful."

The general nodded slowly and continued to walk deep into the ancient cave.

Then, Han Feng'er also followed slowly. The figures of the two monkeys slowly melted into the darkness and swayed forward in the depths of the shadows. Slowly, but finally they could no longer see them.

The evil spirit's body gradually blurred, but his huge eyes were staring at the darkness deep in the cave. Suddenly, he let out a huge roar like thunder towards the deepest dark place, and the roar of yelling like a flood of waves, and even the bitter cold wind flowed backwards. The extremely hard rock wall sounded like a sky and a crack!

Amid the roar, the huge body of the fierce spirit slowly disappeared in the darkness...

However, while the evil spirit disappeared, he did not notice that outside the ancient demon-suppressing cave, a black figure faintly flashed behind the statue. It was the black wood that instigated the civil strife of the five tribes in southern Xinjiang that day, snatched back the holy weapons of the five tribes and resurrected the beast god.

The black and wide robe covered Hei Mu's whole body as before, exuding a cold aura, but his eyes were flashing with extremely complex gazes, looking at the depths of the ancient demon-suppressing cave. When the evil spirit, his former elder brother, disappeared, he slowly withdrew his eyes, and fell again on the statue of the exquisite Fire Dragon King beside him.

In the rustling wind, he seemed to be whispering: "Empress..."

At the same time, in the distance of the Jiaohei Mountain where the ancient cave of Demon Suppression was located, a team of more than a dozen people slowly walked out of the vast black forest. The first one was a woman in white clothes and a beautiful face, with a blue Tianya Fairy Sword in her hand, a face as clear as frost, but there seemed to be some indescribable sorrow and vicissitudes in her eyes. She silently looked at the burnt black peak in the distance...

Southern Xinjiang, 100,000 mountains, and the ancient cave of the Demon Suppression.

Legend is a very strange thing. First of all, the legend itself does not seem to mean reliable. It is just because some things seem to have reasons for passing on, and people pass on them by word of mouth, or some literati write them down with notes. Secondly, the longer the legend has been passed on, the more the legend itself will gradually change, and the people and things of the past gradually become unrecognizable. With the addition of countless people and the tempering of time and years, who still remembers the truth of the past?

Who cares?

So the legend finally became a legend, just like the beautiful and gentle woman, slowly changing her face in time.

Can you still recognize each other tens of millions of years later?

In the darkness, the wind seemed to be still, rampant and unrestrained, and seemed to belong only to the world outside the ancient cave, and in this dark world, everything was quiet.

This is the deepest part of the ancient demon-suppressing cave. The place where Hei Wood took the holy weapons of the five tribes in southern Xinjiang and resurrected the body of the beast god. But today, the once boiling demonic aura here has disappeared without a trace, leaving only quietness and the occasional low breathing.

It was breathing, and from the deepest darkness, a little strange dark red light shone in this dark and seemingly empty space.

A low roar suddenly sounded in the depths of the darkness, at the place where the breath came out, like a fierce beast with a strong anxiety, and even a little fear that could be heard, grinning and angrily looking at the red light.

The low breathing paused, as if something had sootheed the strange beast in the dark. The roar gradually lowered and finally disappeared. The cave returned to silence, only the strange dark red flame light was still flashing, constantly flashing.

Suddenly, a woman's voice, pleasant but without any emotion, echoed in the cave: "Your gluttony seems to have no good feelings for me all the time!"

The space where this darkness is really big, and the woman's voice sounded like it was spreading far away, floating around and empty, but the source of the sound was just behind the dark red flame.

Responding to this voice was a calm laugh, "You don't have to care, it never trusts humans."

The woman snorted and said, "What, it turns out that it has regarded me as a human?"

"Roar", a low roar passed in the air in an instant, and a flame suddenly lit up in front of the dark red flame. It turned out to be a brazier of ancient form, with a three-legged brazier, and rust. I don't know how many years ago it was, but the fire burned in this brazier, and the fire was still so bright, just like the clothes behind the flame.

Bright, silk clothes.

Beast God!

He sat on the ground between the flames and the shadows of darkness, leaning against the stone wall of a platform. The flames flashed, making his face turn light and dark, and he still looked like he couldn't tell a strange and charming feeling. However, what was different from the previous resurrection was that his face was extremely pale, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was ashamed.

Under the fire, close to him, and leaning against him was the evil beast Taotie, which described as a strange and ferocious beast. At this moment, Taotie's huge eyes widened, grinned slightly, revealing his terrible fangs, and seemed to keep breathing. He fiercely passed through the firelight in the brazier in front of him, staring at the dark red light in the distance that had become inconspicuous.

Although the beast god's face was not good-looking, his expression was very calm, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Didn't you just want to be a human being when you have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years? If I say that to you, you should be happy."

The woman's voice remained silent and she didn't say anything for the time being. Instead, the dark red fire suddenly lit up.

Taotie seemed to be alert immediately, and roared in his mouth, staring at the dark red light.

The fire light slowly moved, and the direction was where the beast god was. Taotie's face became even more ferocious and he slowly stood up. Suddenly, a hand came to his side and gently patted Taotie's head. Taotie slowly calmed down.

The beast god withdrew his palm and looked back. The fire had slowly flew in front of him, like an eye, fixed not far away in front of him, staring at him.

The Beast God looked at the dark red light for a while and suddenly laughed: "You and I have been in love for thousands of years. Although I can't be called a friend of life and death, I'm still considered an old friend! Besides, I'm seriously injured at this moment, why are you still so alert to me?"

The dark red fire flashed a few times, and suddenly let out a sharp roar, and quickly retreated back. When passing over the brazier, it even pressed down the flames in the brazier. The surroundings were suddenly darkened, and it took a moment to return to normal again. At this time, the dark red fire had disappeared into the darkness.

The woman's cold voice rang out at the same time, saying, "I don't believe in you, just like your Taotie doesn't believe in me."

The Beast God looked at the darkness ahead and suddenly laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, okay, okay, that's right. But I can't understand. Since you and I don't trust each other, why do you want to help me this time?"

The woman said in a faint voice: "Because you can give me what I want now."

The beast god smiled and said, "Just because of this, these ugly images carved on the stone walls and the ground?"

He waved his hand, although his smile was still there, but the fatigue on his face seemed to be deeper.

The flames in the brazier suddenly rose and made a crackling sound, which was several times greater than the original one out of thin air. For a moment, the light shone brightly, and the surrounding temperature quickly became unbearable. However, whether it was the Beast God, Taotie, or the mysterious figure who was still invisible in the dark shadow, there was no reaction to these.

The flames burned and slowly stretched in the darkness, as if life gradually became available. Even the shapes in the fire began to slowly expand and change, gradually becoming longer from a ball, slowly condensed into the shape of a vague dragon.

In the darkness, staring at the gradually forming fire dragon, the woman said slowly: "I remember it was these ugly images that trapped you for countless years, right?"

The beast god smiled slightly, but in the fire, he could no longer tell that he was smiling bitterly, sneering, or sneering...

Because at the moment he laughed, the fire dragon above the brazier had already taken shape, sang its teeth and claws in the flames, suddenly raised its head toward the darkness, and let out a silent roar.

The blazing heat waves surged almost like a flood at the same time, instantly rushing around, rolling in, destroying everything that was blocking it. After the sea of ​​fire, in the flames, four patterns lit up around the brazier, with thick lines and blood-red colors. In the painting are four different fierce and ferocious statues of gods. After a while, four patterns of stone carvings were lit up one by one on the brazier and on the left and right stone walls, which were also roughly the same content.

These eight stone carvings are exactly the same as what the general saw in the Xuanhuo Altar of the Mangshan Valley that day.

Xuanhuo magic array!

The strange aura, accompanied by the heat waves, echoed in this vast space one by one. The fire dragon blew the teeth and claws, with a hideous appearance, but it did not continue to expand. It seemed that this was its limit at present. Even so, under the flames, even the hard surface began to have cracks, but the seemingly dilapidated and ancient brazier was safe and sound.

The fire was reflected in the eyes of the beast god, as if his eyes were also burning.

On the other end of the flame, the woman smiled faintly and said, "Do you really have no magic power? Or did you deliberately lie to me? Although this magic circle was not activated by the fire spirit beads, and it was destroyed when you were resurrected, its power was not only that."

The handsome face of the beast god said calmly: "Since you are so careful of me, I'm a little confused. Why are you coming to save me again?"
Chapter completed!