Start with the gods

Chapter 165 Heavenly Fire
The night was dark, the moonlight was cold, and a breeze suddenly blew up between the sky and the earth, gently brushing across the lake surface, creating streaks of phosphorescence.

The wind was so small that it could just shake the leaves, but at the same time it was so strong that the ground rustled the entire forest.

Over the mountains, across the river, all the way to the south, as if nothing is worth its nostalgia, came to a secluded deep valley surrounded by mountains.

The valley is very large, the jungle is dense, and the shadows of the trees are lush, and there are palaces and pavilions in a patchwork.

Looking at the architectural style, it is quite similar to the Central Plains, but in subtle places, such as window lintels and eaves corners, you can see some beast carvings from time to time, which are not found in the Central Plains, and it has a somewhat rough and wild feeling.

The breeze didn't stop, and we got into a secluded path through the valley houses.

This road is very long, and there are trees and flowers on both sides of the road. Under the light of the moon in the sky, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and it looks like some kind of demon dancing wildly, revealing a bit of weirdness.

It went straight all the way until it came to the end of the trail and collided head-on with the heat wave blowing from nowhere, before dissipating between the sky and the earth together.

This is an open space, and in the center is a huge circular altar, the bottom of which is suspended in the air, and thirteen huge stone pillars made of white jade with a height of three feet support the entire altar.

Among them, there are twelve white jade stone pillars on the edge of the altar, each of which is as thick as two people hug, and in the middle of the altar, the thickest white jade stone pillar seems to require at least five or six people to hug.

And above the altar, all the buildings are built with a strange red stone, and the steps and railings are all like this.

In the center of the altar stands a tall and majestic hall, which is in the shape of a pagoda. There are three floors in total. Each floor is about half smaller than the next floor, but each floor is almost inconceivable. high.

From a distance, this altar is simply a huge burning crimson flame, piercing the sky.

At this moment, there are two slender figures standing under the altar, they are the owner of Fenxiang Valley, Yun Yilan, and his younger brother, Shangguan Ce, and the formation of this altar is naturally the ancient evil formation of eight fierce black fire formations.

Yun Yilan stared straight at the altar, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips pursed slightly, and she asked urgently, "Junior Brother Shangguan, did you really succeed in summoning?"

Shangguan Ce, who was dressed in gray beside him, turned to him and nodded solemnly, saying, "Senior brother, please take a look!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and took out a disc the size of half a palm. The outer edge was a jade ring of emerald green color, verdant and verdant.

And in the middle of the jade ring, there is a small scarlet red slice that looks like a mirror but not a mirror, and there is an ancient flame totem carved in the middle.

The jade ring took up more than half of the entire disc, and on both sides of the jade ring, there was a red silk tassel tied to the ring.

Shangguan Ce looked at the object with intense fanaticism in his eyes, and then chanted a spell, the disc gradually came out of his hand, suspended in mid-air and jumped into the altar.

This incantation is obscure and long, ancient and difficult, as if the ancient ancestors worshiped the gods, exhausted their spiritual power of faith, and summoned the gods in their dreams.

urn urn urn...

Almost at the same time, the flame in the center of the altar immediately became stronger dozens of times, and the images of fierce gods around them suddenly seemed to come to life, and faintly began to shake slowly.

The next moment, on the statues of the eight-faced fierce gods, suddenly, the eyes of all the gods glowed red like bloodshot eyes, like a demon waking up again.

In an instant, gods and demons all over the sky shouted wildly together, and the shrill roar was overwhelming, deafening, and slowly formed a giant flame beast several feet tall.

"Roar……"

As the incantation continued, the flame monster raised its head and roared, even the altar seemed to be shaken by it, and a pure white flame spit out from its mouth.

And just when this pure white color appeared, Yun Yilan's body began to tremble violently, as if he had seen the thing he most longed for in his life, he opened his lips slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "It's it, It is it, it is Tianhuo, it is Tianhuo, that's right..."

"Yes, Skyfire, the Skyfire that we have been looking for for hundreds of years in Fenxiang Valley has finally appeared."

Excitement also appeared on Shangguan Ce's face. Although he had seen it once before, he was still delighted by it at this moment.

But then his face darkened again, and he stared at Yun Yilan, and said regretfully: "Senior brother, it's just a pity, because our spells are not complete, the sky fire that we summon now is only in the primary form, and it can't reach the level of the legendary Eight Desolation Fire Dragon. to that extent."

"Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, Eight Desolation Fire Dragon."

Looking at the white flame, Yun Yilan muttered a few times, her face still as excited as before, and said: "Junior Brother Shangguan is too worried, with this heavenly fire as a reference, plus our sect's incense and jade books and Based on the research of the ancestors of the past generations, I am confident that it will not take long to complete the spell and completely reproduce the true power of the Xuanhuo Fierce Formation."

"That's really great. After so many years of painstaking planning, we have finally come to where we are today."

Shangguan Ce showed a gratified smile. He has been working hard for this all his life, and now he is about to succeed. His excitement is no less than that of Yun Yilan, who is the owner of the valley.

Yun Yilan gradually regained his composure, his eyes were fixed on the Eight Desolation Profound Fire Formation, the white flames were burning violently, as if he could see the day when Fenxianggu would dominate the world, and he turned to Shangguan Ce and said: "Junior Brother Shangguan, from now on Starting today, my brother will practice in closed-door training at the Xuanhuo Altar to comprehend the Heavenly Fire, that..."

Saying that, Yun Yilan couldn't help turning her eyebrows to look in the direction of Shiwan Dashan, her eyes became very serious, and at the same time, she continued with deep fear, "Pay more attention to that evildoer's matter, I guess he'll be out soon."

Hearing this, Shangguan Ce also had a look of worry on his face, and he said in a dazed way: "Brother, do you think it's really worth it for us to cooperate with this evildoer?"

"Junior Brother Shangguan, what do you mean by that?"

A cold light flashed in Yun Yilan's eyes, he looked at Shangguan Ce, and said indifferently: "We have come to this point, do you think we still have a way out?"

"Brother, I don't regret it." Shangguan Ce knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained: "Brother is just a little worried. If the monster comes out, can we really stop it? What if..."

"Not in case."

Yun Yilan said resolutely: "We have obtained the sky fire now, after I have fully mastered the eight fierce black fire formation, even if that evildoer comes to kill him, I have the confidence to deal with him."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a sneer: "Besides, it may not be a bad thing if he comes out. If he is led to the Central Plains, then hehe..."

Shangguan Ce was awe-inspiring, and the cold air penetrated his whole body...

(End of this chapter)