On the magma lake, the images of evil gods were all rebellious, fierce, cruel and terrifying, with blood-red light flowing. A red line could be seen passing through them, appearing faintly, like chains, causing eight evil gods to form a formation.

At this time, Xu Zifan already understood that this looming line was the supreme ban of jailing evil gods. Only after interpreting witchcraft to the peak can it be formed to form a ban specifically for imprisoning demon gods.

The reason why the Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Array has the ability to destroy the world is because its power comes from the Eight Desolate Evil Gods, from the Fire Way, and from the witchcraft array.

These three powers are combined into the eight wilderness fire dragons, burning all things in the world, and having the divine power of destroying the sky and the earth.

Mysterious golden characters are full of wilderness, vigorous and ancient, as if the heaven and earth were naturally generated in ancient times, and like the carrier of the great way. At this moment, they are jumping on the surface of the magma lake. This is the highest inheritance of witchcraft in this world, which is more profound and more mysterious than the inheritance of witchcraft after the Qilidong Dog God statue.

The inheritance here is the true supreme secret technique of witchcraft. At this moment, looking at the golden characters in front of you, Xu Zifan's previous confusion about witchcraft suddenly became clear.

At the same time, he had a deeper understanding of the Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Magic Formation. In time, he could even use his own understanding to create the Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Formation that belongs to him.

But in front of you, the Eight Wilderness Gods were right in front of you. At this moment, in Xu Zifan's view, these eight evil gods were the most precious things passed down from the ancient witch clan, and he could use them directly.

The witch power was vast, like the vast sea of ​​waves. Xu Zifan sat cross-legged in the void, and closed his eyes at this time. The face of the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was cold, and the light in his eyes was flowing. A blue tower-shaped fruit drooped over his head, helping him to realize the truth and comprehend the highest magic of the ancient witch clan.

One hour, two hours...

Until the dawn of the east sky shines on the earth again, a new day comes, Xu Zifan's eyes slowly open, and there is another witch seal in front of him. With the witch seal that he had condensed before, there are 535 witch seals at this time, which is nearly half a hundred more than before.

This means that he has made great progress in witchcraft practice. At this time, it is not considered the purity of witchcraft. Just talking about witchcraft cultivation, Xu Zifan believes that he is definitely better than Beast God and Linglong.

However, compared with the witch god who was able to subdue and suppress the Eight Desolate Eight Desolate Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation in ancient times, Xu Zifan felt that he was still not enough. He was not depressed, but was happier because this matter also means that he can go further in this world, and there are still many powers he can pursue in this world.

Xu Zifan danced with his hands, quickly formed seals, and spells in his mouth. The vast witch power was boiling. The strange power flowed through the entire world. At this moment, on the surface of the magma lake, the images of the Eight Wilderness Gods slowly floated up. The fiery red pictures of the Eight Fierce Gods seemed like living things. Red light flowed, and the eight evil gods floated up in the air, with hideous and terrifying faces, and blood dripped from the corners of their mouths, surrounding Xu Zifan.

"roar!"

There was a faint roar of demon gods, and the fierce aura was everywhere. The eight evil gods seemed to be stimulated at this moment. The red light flowed like a long roar towards the sky, struggling to break free from the invisible confinement.

It was just a red line, like a chain, penetrated the eight evil gods, and the red light shone. No matter how they struggled, even if they passed through the ages and had both body and spirit destroyed, it was useless. Even if they died for countless years, they were always imprisoned and could not be broken free.

At this moment, as the seal method in Xu Zifan's hand changed, countless witch seals shone and jumped around him, and the images of the eight evil gods began to move, turning around Xu Zifan, becoming faster and faster.

Eight evil gods surrounded, Xu Zifan sat alone in the void, his face was solemn, and the strange curse sounded like the desolate and distant songs on the rainy night, filling the entire world.

The sky was dim, the wind was howling, the demon roared, and the black mist surging!

This scene sets up Xu Zifan like a demon lord from the wilderness era, receiving worship from the Eight Desolate Gods, which is shocking.

“?!”

The curse sound in Xu Zifan's mouth suddenly stopped, and his finger suddenly pierced out, and eight consecutive strokes were made, and eight mysterious symbols like ghost painting talismans were printed in the center of the forehead of eight images of evil gods.

At this moment, the eight evil god pictures stopped rotating, and the red light changed violently, sometimes exploding and sometimes shrinking. After seven repetitions, it stabilized.

At the same time, the endless fierce aura between heaven and earth shrank sharply, returning to the eight images of evil gods like a river returning to the sea. Then the eight images of evil gods became smaller quickly, until they were about inch in size, and then turned into eight red lights and shot towards Xu Zifan's chest.

The strange red light shone, and eight red carvings appeared on Xu Zifan's body, which were images of the Eight Desolate Fierce Gods.

At this moment, Xu Zifan had fully mastered the most profound secret technique of the ancient witch clan.

While eight images of evil gods were printed on Xu Zifan's body, the golden rune font on the magma lake below seemed to have lost its support and gradually lost its color. As the magma boiled and surged, it eventually disappeared and was no longer visible.

Ten miles away, a beautiful woman transformed from the nine-tailed Heavenly Fox stood on the top of a mountain, dressed in white, with a brilliant temperament, looking towards the direction where the Xuanhuo Altar was, but her beautiful face was complicated at this moment.

She had guessed wrong about Xu Zifan's identity before. From yesterday to this moment, through Xu Zifan's movement method and some gossips from the people in the Burning Incense Valley, she realized that the world had ushered in major events that had not been seen in millions of years. A witch god who only existed in myths and legends appeared among the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang. The person who saved herself from imprisonment turned out to be this legendary god.

In addition, there is also legend that the beast monster who was suppressed by the ancient witch clan Linglong Empress using the Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Array in the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was also surrendered to this god.

This incident shocked the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox even more. The beast monster in the ancient demon-suppressing cave was half of her friend. Her deeds are terrifying and unparalleled in the world. She should be able to defeat the world. In addition, her unruly and inherently fierce nature should not surrender to anyone.

But in fact, such a terrifying beast monster was willing to surrender to the witch god and sit down and obey Zhao's orders. This matter can only show that the horror and mystery of the legendary witch god have exceeded our understanding.

The nine-tailed Heavenly Fox stood here for a long time and looked towards the direction of Xuanhuo Altar. The eyes of the water no longer had charm, but were full of solemnity and thoughtful expressions.
Chapter completed!