Just like the Huanyue Cave in Qingyun Mountain and the Wuliang Jade Wall in Tianyin Temple, the Xuanhuo Altar is also the most important secret place in Fenxiang Valley.
The reason why there are no guarding disciples seen outside is because there is always a big man sitting in the Xuanhuo Altar, and he will not leave for a moment.
He is Shangguan Ce, the number two figure in Fenxiang Valley and the second junior brother of Valley Master Yun Yilan.
Of course, he is not just sitting in charge, but has other important tasks.
Wow~
The fire-colored chains creaked softly, and a giant beast so huge that it was almost difficult to underestimate its full appearance let out a shrill scream.
"Still not talking?"
Shangguan Ce let out a cold laugh.
He had already experienced the toughness of the nine-tailed fox in the past two hundred years, so he was not discouraged. Instead, he silently increased the burning intensity of the mysterious fire chain, burning the other party's originally smooth and neat hair into charred black.
Looking at the nine-tailed sky fox that was constantly struggling and wailing, Shangguan Ce felt that a strange pleasure seemed to rise in his heart.
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At this time, two uninvited guests came to the Xuanhuo Altar, which had been missing all year round.
Chi Yao and the six-tailed demon fox pushed open the heavy door on the Xuanhuo Altar.
Inside the door, a dull red light overflowed, and the surrounding air seemed to have heated up a few more degrees. It was so hot that the six demon foxes even began to sweat faintly on their foreheads.
The two continued to move forward and entered an extremely grand palace.
The circular hall, which is about five feet high, is entirely made of red rock. There was a blazing flame burning in the center of the hall.
Under the illumination of the fire, some pictures of gods were clearly engraved on the ground.
The vigorous carvings of dragons and snakes slowly extend on the ground, and traces of time can be seen in the corners, showing the long existence of these patterns and revealing a hint of desolation.
The god facing them had no hair on the top of his head, but had a pair of slightly curved horns like sheep's horns. His face and eyebrows were similar to those of humans, but under the gloomy empty eyes, there were clearly sharp fangs in his mouth. . The carver even carved a few tiny holes next to the fangs, like dripping blood, adding a bit of ferocity and ferocity.
The body of the god is very different from that of human beings. There are four arms on the strong torso like a tiger and leopard. One hand holds a knife and the other holds a shield. The remaining two hands, one tightly grasps a painfully twisted human body. The man seemed to be screaming to the sky; while the other hand was gently holding something up, dripping with blood, and it turned out to be a human heart.
The originally clumsy and desolate mark suddenly became angry and unrestrained when it came here. The strength, the hatred deep in my heart, seemed to burst out all at once. The madness surged in this mark.
The gentle carvings instantly became intense, flying down from the torso, blending into the lower body of the vicious god, and turning into blazing flames. The red light shone brightly, and there seemed to be a sinister smile on the corner of the god's mouth, as if he was about to burst out of the ground and be resurrected.
A mere picture engraving can actually bring such an impact to people, which can be called a miraculous workmanship.
And there are eight such pictures on the ground!
None of these eight pictures are the same, but what they have in common is that in all of them, human beings have completely become sacrifices to these ferocious gods, just like food. The entire hall was filled with a sense of solemnity at the moment. It seemed that with the discovery of these images, there was some evil creature in the dark roaring filial piety.
"The Eight Ominous Mysterious Fire Arrays!
"
The six-tailed demon fox exclaimed and quickly warned, "Master, be careful, this is the Eight Ominous Mysterious Fire Formation, the strongest formation in Fenxiang Valley. Even if it loses the Mysterious Fire Mirror as the formation eye, it still has plenty of power under its feet. It is supported by earthly fire and has great power.”
After all, this is the second time to enter the palace. As a demon who successfully stole the Xuanhuo Jian from here, the six-tailed demon fox still has some understanding of the Xuanhuo Altar.
"Be careful not to block the light hitting the red stone in the center, otherwise the formation will start spontaneously. The entrance to the second floor is there."
I have to admit that having an old horse who knows the way is really beneficial.
Under the guidance of the six-tailed demon fox, they bypassed the warning formation on the first floor and went directly to the second floor of the Xuanhuo Altar.
Compared to the first floor, the second floor seemed relatively quiet. Except for the faint red light, most places were dark.
After walking for a while in the direction of the faint light, a stone platform about half a person's height appeared in front of them.
This stone platform is in the shape of a column. The entire stone is completely different from the surrounding red rocks. While exuding a cool feeling, the faint light emitted from the stone pillar is constantly changing colors. Sometimes reddish, sometimes pale purple, sometimes goose yellow, sometimes green, it's really beautiful.
On the surface of the stone platform, there is a circular indentation with three characters engraved next to it——
Xuanhuo Jian!
The meaning is obvious. You need to put the Xuanhuojian in to trigger the mechanism.
Chi Yao took out the artifact engraved with the ancient flame totem and gently pressed it into the dent.
Kachacha~
A low sound came from above.
When he looked up, he saw that the stone slab above his head was slowly pushed open, revealing a round hole.
That's not all. With the appearance of the round hole, the temperature of the originally hot air seemed to have encountered a cold wave, and the temperature dropped suddenly.
Even Chi Yao, who had good eyesight, could see strands of cold white air floating down from the round hole above his head.
The hot and cold air actually exist in this mysterious fire altar at the same time!
I have to say that the seniors of Fenxiang Valley are really good at playing.
And the moment the cave opened, the six-tailed demon fox seemed to sense something, and its body began to tremble slightly.
"Mother……"
Taking back the Xuanhuo Jian, Chi Yao flew up to the third floor with the six-tailed demon fox who was a little overwhelmed.
It was completely different from the first two floors. The air here was very cold. The heat in the crater below seemed to have no effect at all. So when they stepped on the ground on the third floor, they found that there was a thick layer of ice under their feet. .
There was nothing luminous here, but after their eyes slowly adjusted to the surroundings, they discovered faint blue shimmers emanating from every corner.
It was ice that had condensed for countless years, as if it was telling something softly.
As soon as the six-tailed demon fox reached the third floor, it suddenly rushed in one direction.
Chi Yao was about to follow, but suddenly he heard an exclamation from the front:
"careful!
! "
In an instant, a blue ice flower suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
It was an ice spike with a strange shape.
Like a poisonous snake lurking in the darkness, it suddenly appeared in front of the six-tailed demon fox.
As soon as it appears, pass it through!
The irregular and small spikes around the ice spikes were like sharp teeth, biting the six-tailed demon fox fiercely.
At this moment, the six-tailed demon fox seemed to remember the most terrifying dream demon deep in his mind.
Two hundred years ago, the same place, the same weapons, the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the cold poison that was as hard to dispel as maggots in the tarsal bones.
Two hundred years of weakness, two hundred years of torture, and two hundred years of wandering are all due to this nine-cold ice thorn!
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
"ah!
! "
The six-tailed demon fox's buttocks swayed with all the demonic power in its body. The six tails separated and merged into one force, and together they faced the incoming ice thorn.
boom--
A violent roar sounded, and a figure flew upside down.
It turned out to be the six-tailed demon fox.
His determination was good, but after all, he had been tortured by the cold poison for two hundred years, and his strength was retreating instead of advancing. But in the past two hundred years, Shangguan Ce has not been idle. Even though the two were equally matched back then, but now that time has passed, the six-tailed demon fox is no longer a match for the number two figure in Fenxiang Valley.
"Who do I know?"
There was a sneer. No one was seen, but laughter was heard first. Shangguan Ce said sadly, "It turns out that you, the evildoer, have come back and thrown yourself into a trap. Have you brought the Xuanhuo Jian with you?"
The six-tailed demon fox had not yet calmed down and did not answer.
"It doesn't matter, I will be a favor today and let you mother and son reunite here!"
However, just when Shangguan Ce reached out to grab the six-tailed demon fox, a black rod stopped in front of him.
"It's mine." Chi Yao said leisurely.
"you?"
Shangguan Ce glanced sideways, and the Nine Cold Ice Thorn suspended in front of him suddenly accelerated and stabbed Chi Yao's face fiercely.
"Who are you?"
clang!
Unfortunately, the scene Shangguan Ce expected did not appear.
Chi Yao was not a six-tailed demon fox. He didn't even use the blood-devouring bead. He only used the non-combat magic weapon soul-destroying rod to block the attack of the Nine Cold Ice Thorns.
Not even just blocking.
Shangguan Ce looked at his magic weapon which was being entangled with streaks of black energy, and wanted to use his strength to shake the opponent away.
But unfortunately, he found that the Nine Cold Ice Thorn suddenly seemed less obedient, and the connection between himself and the magic weapon weakened a lot in an instant.
This is the power of the soul-destroying rod.
This heavenly iron, which has been tempered by Jiuyou for thousands of years, can not only absorb the soul spontaneously, but also can actively eliminate the mark of the soul if it is combined with the secret techniques of ghosts.
There are only two ways for monks to refine magic weapons. The first is blood refining. From then on, the life of the magic weapon is intertwined with each other and cannot be used by others. The second, and most popular, method is to refine it with magic power and leave a spiritual imprint in the magic weapon for control. When the magic weapon is destroyed, the host may become mentally damaged.
And this kind of spiritual mark, from a certain perspective, is also within the hunting range of the soul-destroying rod.
As long as this spiritual mark can be worn away, the magic weapon will be free again.
Shangguan Ce reacted quickly. The moment he found that the magic weapon was not obedient, he increased his force output and just used the force to make the bricks fly away to snatch back the Jiuhan Ningbing Ice Thorn.
But he took the thing back, but after the experience of almost losing the magic weapon just now, he didn't dare to let it go again.
He had no choice but to roll his sleeves and launch a magic attack.
"Xuan Huo Transformation!"
Hula~
A red fire dragon galloped up and opened its bloody mouth towards Chi Yao.
Chi Yao didn't bother much. After his soul became more solid, his micro-manipulation ability became much stronger.
I saw streaks of black energy emerging from the soul-stirring rod, like soul-binding chains from Jiuyou, rushing straight towards Shangguan Ce.
As for the fire dragon?
It's just something that was destroyed by the soul-binding chain.
Shangguan Ce claimed to be well-informed about this battle, but he had never experienced it before.
It was this kind of black energy that almost took away his magic weapon just now. Now, before he figured out the details, he did not dare to contact the opponent again, so he had to fight and retreat, using magic to resist one or two from time to time.
It didn't take long for the second master of Fenxiang Valley to be cornered.
But it's a pity that this is the third level of the Xuanhuo Altar, the Ten Thousand Years Ice Prison.
There is only one way out of here, and that is behind Chi Yao.
Shangguan Ce wanted to escape, but he could only retreat all the way, getting further and further away from the exit.
With nothing to do, he finally had to run to the mysterious fire chain that restrained the nine-tailed sky fox, and threatened with anger: "You are here to save this beast, right? Believe it or not, I will kill it now?!"
The six-tailed demon fox was a little nervous, and the light of hatred in his eyes burned like a blazing flame. If looks could kill, Shangguan Ce would have been riddled with holes.
As for the nine-tailed sky fox, ever since the six-tailed demon fox appeared, its eyes have been fixed on its son. Even if Shangguan Ce used it as the bargaining chip to threaten Chi Yao, it could not divert its attention in the slightest.
"Ah,"
Chi Yao chuckled when he heard this, "Do you think you still have that chance?"
"Varied……"
Before the exclamation could be fully uttered, it was completely blocked back in his throat.
Shangguan Ce was shocked to find that at some point, he had been entangled in strands of black energy!
"How could it be? I was obviously very careful to avoid it?!"
He roared in disbelief in his heart.
But unfortunately, these words will never be spoken.
These black gases with the ability to capture souls are called "soul-capturing threads" by Chi Yao. The soul-capturing threads that have quietly clung to Shangguan Ce's body suddenly become thicker, turning from thin threads into ropes, and then into curtains, trapping Shangguan Ce. The whole package is like a black coffin.
[Prison of Soul-Capturing Silk]!
"Well!"
Shangguan Ce, whose soul was severely damaged, only had time to let out a muffled groan before his eyes lost their proper brightness.
His soul had begun to be slowly pulled out of his body.
Obviously, Shangguan Ce had no countermeasures to this.
If they are disciples of the Qingyun Sect, they will use thunder to purify the soul-catching thread; the Buddha's light from Tianyin Temple has a similar effect.
Although Soul Seizing Thread looks very powerful, it is a ghost after all and will be restrained by these forces with completely opposite properties.
But Incense Valley...
Sorry, they really can't help it.
After all, the incomplete incense-burning jade book cannot refine the true fire of samadhi.
So, when the prison of soul-stirring silk dispersed, Shangguan Ce fell to the ground.
After getting rid of the people who were in the way, Chi Yao put away the soul-destroying stick and finally turned his attention to the behemoth that had been standing here.
That's a white fox.
Even though she was tightly bound by the mysterious fire chain, her elegance and charm seemed to be innate and undiminished.
The nine plump tails swayed slowly, and the pure white and smooth down was as soft as the best quality silk. Under the icy blue light, it looks coquettish and charming.
