The flame center that is constantly expanding and shrinking slightly is like a hatching flame egg, pregnant with something terrifying, and as the surrounding temperature continues to rise rapidly, the ancient and mysterious place is condensing the power that has been lost for thousands of years bit by bit, and re-descending to this world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, Xiao Peng's lengthy incantation stopped, and for a moment, it seemed as if everything had frozen for a moment, the flames in the sky, and the statue of the Eight Fierce Gods that swirled endlessly in mid-air.

The last syllable of Xiao Peng's spell was finally finished, and the attack of the blood demon was just in time, Xiao Peng didn't say a word, and retreated sharply, avoiding the bite of a blood demon.

Xiao Peng didn't consume much, but the spell was obscure and long, and he had to ensure that he didn't pronounce a word or syllable wrong, after all, it was one thing to remember, and it was another thing to pronounce it accurately, and it was a bit of a big drain on his mind.

The Liuhe Mirror rose, Xiao Peng did not make any reaction to the surrounding ghosts that were frantically attacking him, and looked at the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array with a little fanaticism in his eyes.

But I saw that the depths of the hottest flames in the formation slowly cracked, from a thin crack, slowly becoming larger, from a gap about the size of a person, into a hole several times larger, in this dazzling firelight, in that crack, there was still the deepest darkness that could not be imagined.

Then, as if something was in the depths of that crack, coldly, it glanced at the outside world, and a ferocity filled with maddening despair swept through every corner of this world in an instant.

The next moment, as if stimulated by the craziest excitation, all the flames instantly burst out with the most enthusiastic light, the aperture became brighter and brighter, like a carnival that did not stop, in the depths of the flames, the dragon's groan roared, with terror, with despair, the ancient gods and spirits descended from another world.

The huge head slowly stretched out, as dazzling as the scorching sun and unable to look directly, it was clearly a huge ancient fire dragon bathed in flames, and everywhere there was flames.

The huge dragon head, the demon turned into a blood demon in front of it, just like a kindergarten student facing an adult, the only one who didn't make a move, but always paid attention to Xiao Peng and the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, Dan Chenzi looked at this incomparable, almost surpassing all the creatures that exist in this world.

"Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, this is the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, so handsome, so handsome......" Xiao Peng looked at the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon feverishly, and couldn't stop muttering to himself.

In the legend of the ancient witch clan in the southern Xinjiang of the Zhuxian World, the terrifying beast that destroyed everything in the world, the ultimate summoning thing of the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, finally reappeared in the world after tens of millions of years, but the place where it appeared was not the world where it was originally located, but does that matter?

The huge dragon's head swayed gently in the flames, and the flames surrounded by it, from the huge horns to the fangs in its mouth, all showed a mysterious ruddy and transparent color that could only be flashed in extremely high temperatures.

The dragon took its first deep breath, and the river of blood above its head was blown into turbulent waves, and behind the dragon's head, the rotating aura of the Eight Fierce Gods seemed to be hidden in the dazzling light of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, looming, and the huge aperture seemed to tremble slightly.

After this moment, it seemed that he was slowly getting used to the huge fire dragon that had just woken up, and above the dragon's head, in the huge ruddy and transparent eye sockets, the burning flames slowly rose, and the dragon's head slowly rose up.

"Ang ......"

In an instant, a huge dragon groan resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, and the Youquan within the Blood River finally felt that something was wrong, "This...... What the hell is this? Dragon? Hmph, what about dragons, give me death!"

"Roaring ......"

In the sky above the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, more than a dozen blood demon heads appeared, their blood mouths were wide open, roaring in unison, the red light in their mouths and eyes was flourishing, and the wind suddenly rose, blowing the flames on the body of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons and the eight fierce gods in the aperture of the Eight Desolation Gods swaying and flying, and more than a dozen red pillars of light rushed towards the huge dragon head of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons.

"Ang ......"

The roar of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons seemed to come from a long distance, because in the midst of the heat wave and flames that roared in the sky, the terrifying sound of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Dragons sounded a little distant.

The dragon's mouth opened, and the giant flame rose into the air, and those red pillars of light were like flashlight pillars of light in front of the giant flame, and they were annihilated in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A series of explosions sounded in the air, and more than a dozen shockwaves spread out almost in no order, and the ghosts in close range turned into flying ashes before they could react at any time.

The surrounding peaks, which had already crumbled a lot, were destroyed again, and the peaks that once stood up one after another were now completely collapsed and turned into lava hell, with countless huge cracks, and the red magma rushed and roared on the ground, splashing like a wave tide, hitting the remaining charred black rock, burning and hissing.

Because the disciples of Shushan were relatively far away, they did not face the damage of that shock wave, and when it spread to them, there was no longer much damage, but no matter how high or low the cultivation level of hundreds of people, none of them could resist the impact, and they were forced to push them far away.

"How can this be? How can it be so strong? Where did this dragon come from? How can there be such a powerful creature in this world? Impossible, impossible, I already have the most powerful power in heaven and earth, this is absolutely impossible. ”

Youquan in the blood river roared in disbelief when he saw that more than a dozen of his primordial god clones were destroyed in an instant, but the tremor in his voice revealed the fear in his heart, and the next moment, he once again mobilized hundreds of blood demon primordial gods to surround the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.

After the dragon head of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, the rotating aperture of the mysterious Eight Fierce Gods suddenly began to flicker, and all kinds of strange symbols loomed, flickering under the aperture.

"Ang ......"

Repeatedly provoked, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon finally became angry, the dragon groaned, like a mountain and a tsunami, rushing forward, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon moved, and only stretched out a dragon head all the time, and the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, a small section of the dragon's body, rushed out of the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, and the huge body that made people feel suffocated slowly appeared in this world.

Each of them is thicker than the pillars of the Golden Dome Hall with five dragon claws, a huge dragon head like a mountain, and a dragon body of more than a thousand feet, like a burning red copper cast, but the pair of dragon horns are crystal clear, like carved red crystal.

The rolling flames, overwhelming, the fire dragon with the entire body appeared, suddenly rushed into the blood river in the sky, the dragon roared, rumbling endlessly, the flames on the body suddenly rose, the blood river within a radius of ten miles boiled instantly, and the Youquan Yuan Shen within ten miles exploded one after another.

Xiao Peng looked at this scene, took a deep breath, and finally put his mind at ease, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, sure enough, did not disappoint me, and no longer paid attention to the blood river, Xiao Peng communicated with Nanming Lihuo Sword with his divine thoughts, "Nanmingli Fire Sword, you shouldn't need to output firepower now, you come back first!"

To Xiao Peng's surprise, Nan Ming's thoughts from the fire sword were unspeakably excited, "Of course you don't need me to input firepower......!

"What a powerful flame! Now I don't input it again, on the contrary, I'm absorbing, the world where the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons are located seems to have endless flames, and the level of this flame is quite not low, even if it is not as good as my Nanming from the fire, it is not far away. ”

"It's a pity, that flame world seems to have a repulsive force, I can't get in, otherwise, if I can go in and stay for hundreds of years, when I come out, I'm afraid I won't pay attention to the true fire of the sun. ”

Xiao Peng was speechless and looked at the Nanming Lihuo Sword hidden in the middle of the aperture of the Eight Fierce Gods in the white flames, this guy is really promising!

Ignoring Nan Ming's fire sword, Xiao Peng looked up at the sky, and the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons seemed to be swimming in the blood river, churning and dancing, as expected, the blood river was slowly disappearing, and the blood river within a radius of hundreds of miles was disappearing at a rate of tens of miles per minute, so if it went on in less than ten minutes, the entire blood river would be completely evaporated.

However, Xiao Peng was still a little slow, he was afraid that Youquan would not be good to escape, in fact, it was already a bit of this meaning, the ghost spirit had been almost wiped out, and the river of blood shrouded in Xiao Peng's head had also disappeared, revealing a sky of rolling clouds.

The blood river seemed to be retreating towards the blood cave, and suddenly remembered the true fire of the sun that Nan Ming had lifted from the fire sword, and Xiao Peng's heart moved.

The sword fingers of both hands stretched out at the same time, Lei Yan in his left hand, and Heavenly Strike in his right hand appeared in his hand at the same time (male left, female right?), but Xiao Peng did not extend the sword body, but only two light clusters in his hand, "Sister Tianzhu, Brother Lei Yan, prepare to merge." ”

"Understood, come on!" the idea of heavenly fencing had an irrepressible excitement.

"Haha, Sister Tianzhu, we haven't been together since we were born! I don't even know what it will be like when we are combined. ”

Xiao Peng cheered up, let his attention be highly concentrated, and when he was ready, Xiao Peng took a deep breath, without temptation, without hesitation, and put his hands together violently.

"Boom"

In the distance, the disciples of Shushan who had extinguished all the ghosts were watching the battle from afar, all staring at the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons tumbling and flying in the blood river, and no one paid attention to Xiao Peng, who was almost as small as a mosquito under the blood river.

However, the next moment, they couldn't pay attention, because they found that in the middle of the air not far from the blood river, a sun suddenly appeared, but only for a moment, and the next moment it disappeared in place.

"Huh, did you see just now, it seems that a sun suddenly appeared, but it disappeared all at once. ”

"Uh...... The position where the sun appeared just now seems to be the location of the head of Xiaoyaozi!"

"Could it be that the sun was formed by the head of Xiaoyaozi?"