History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 451: Fire Dragon, Linglong
Zhenmogu Cave, the entrance of the cave. [No pop-up novel network]
In front of the Linglong Witch Goddess Statue, the Lich Heimu stood silently, and the ferocious Heihu also stood silently behind him. Gui Li and the others have been inside for a long time, not to mention Jiang Chen before, and during such a long time, no one knows what happened in that ancient cave?
It's just that the two brothers didn't seem to show concern. In their eyes, they only seemed to have the statue of the exquisite witch.
Suddenly, amidst the silence, the ground under his feet began to tremble slightly, and a faint roar of thunder came from the ancient cave of suppressing demons. Hei Mu's body shook, he turned around and looked at Hei Hu, but before they could figure it out, a bigger change had already occurred.
The originally dark sky, shrouded in the black clouds above the scorched black mountain peak, suddenly shot out a golden light, like a sharp sword, descending from the sky, piercing the deep darkness. Immediately afterwards, the edges of the thick black clouds began to emit a faint golden light, as if a layer of golden light was inlaid on the black clouds.
The rumble of thunder, for thousands of years, re-sounded over this cursed mountain peak, and the clouds began to surge wildly. It seemed that some mysterious power was constantly waking up, which moved the heavens and the earth. .
Hei Mu and Hei Hu stared blankly at the change in the world. Suddenly, Hei Mu turned around, hesitated for a moment, his voice seemed to tremble slightly, and said in a low voice, "Yin Feng... Also disappeared..."
The huge body of the black tiger stared at the depths of the cave. In the deep darkness, there was no cold and biting wind, replaced by scorching heat waves.
"What's the matter, what happened inside?" Hei Mu's voice was faintly agitated, but his face was covered by the black cloth, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but he was staring at the town demon. ancient cave.
Contrary to him, Heihu had a complicated and strange expression in the face of these changes, as if he was indescribably happy, but there was a trace of sadness on the face made of white smoke.
"It's the Fire Dragon, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon!" He said calmly and in a low voice.
"What?" Hei Mu quickly turned around in disbelief, stared at Hei Hu, and said, "What are you talking about, Bahuang Fire Dragon, how can there be anyone in this world who can summon Bahuang Huolong now, except for your mother?" Fire dragon?"
Heihu's eyes were dim, and he slowly turned to the stone statue. After a long while, he said, "There was no one there, because the summoning spell and the profound fire mirror, the essence of all fires, have long been lost. But," he smiled, then looked at Heimu with a strange look, and said: "But, there are still people in this world who have comprehended the summoning thaumaturgy, and the empress was the only one who survived and could summon the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon. The Eight Ominous Xuanhuo Formation happens to be here."
Heimu was stunned for a moment and didn't speak. After a long while, he shook his head and said, "It's that person. He wants to imitate your mother and burn the beast **** with fire dragons from all directions?"
That person, of course, refers to Jiang Chen, that peerless figure who was born out of nowhere, ruled the magic sect, and planned to sacrifice the world, and now, he wants to completely kill the beast god!
Hei Hu sneered lightly, and said: "Who knows, I only remember what my mother said to me when she was dying."
Hei Mu was startled and said, "What?"
Heihu's face showed a strong hatred, he suddenly turned around, looked at the Zhenmogu Cave where the mutation became more and more obvious, and the vibration was getting bigger and bigger, he sneered and said: "Your Majesty told me, no matter how much you do in the future After many years, once the fire dragon comes back to life and descends here, it will be the end of this injustice!"
What responded to him was a dragon chant. Inside the ancient cave and stone chamber, the wild fire dragon appeared, spewing flames like a torrent of flames. In an instant, the earth cracked open, and red magma roared under his feet. But in a moment, Jiang Chen Under Gui Li's feet, there was already a scorching sea of lava.
The magma surged and surged, forming a huge torrent that surged faster and faster, and the hot gas evaporated upwards, turning this former stone chamber into a real lava hell. Soon, too much power pulled out a huge vortex in this sea of magma, and the red flames that destroyed everything burned blazingly on the magma, like a carnival dance of destruction.
The vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and it sinks deeply. The roar that is pulled by the rushing torrent slowly radiates from the depths of this vortex, like thunder, gradually getting louder, and in the end, it is deafening , even overwhelmed the dragon chant of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon above the midair.
When the rapidly rotating magma was already spinning to the point of madness, the huge vortex was several feet wide, and from the deep vortex, there was a loud thunder.
Boom!
In an instant, the sky shook, and a fiery pillar shot straight out from the huge lava vortex. It was completely composed of magma, and it was as thick as ten people hugging. The disproportionately small Jiang Chen and Gui Li swept over.
Sweeping everything, looking down on the world! As if this is the truly incomparable power! The power of fire, the essence of fire! The surging lava fell slowly, the rapidly rotating magma slowly slowed down, and the huge vortex began to shrink. Only the terrifying pillar of fire seemed to be still above the sea of lava, standing still for a moment.
And between the sparks and the flashes, between Gui Li's palms, suddenly there is a brand that looks like jade but not jade, surrounded by green jade, and the ancient flame pattern in the middle is the Xuanhuojian!
The statue of the Eight Fierce Gods in the distance trembled suddenly, and the terrifying dragon head of the huge and tyrannical Eight Desolation Fire Dragon was suddenly suffocated, and everything seemed to come to a sudden stop. Then, there seemed to be a voice from the underworld, singing gently and soothingly, echoing slowly, as if it was that gentle and exquisite woman thousands of years ago.
The Xuanhuojian rises from the sky, and the fiery breath is constantly exuding, with a little dreamy white smoke, which seems to be the vaporized surrounding air, condensing around the Xuanhuojian, a huge mysterious force, slowly Slowly tearing apart the surrounding space, a beautiful female figure slowly condensed in the white illusory smoke.
It was a woman in plain clothes, holding a magic staff in her hand, and her face was exactly the same as the stone statue of the exquisite witch guarding outside the entrance of the ancient cave of Zhenmo.
"Linglong..." It seemed to be a heart-piercing and desperate cry, and the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon once again showed a painful look, and then, the ball of flames slowly came out from above the dragon's head, and then the flames burst into flames. When it dissipated, what was revealed was the real body of the Beast God, but at this moment, the Beast God's whole body was withered, as if the lamp had run out of oil. However, those eager eyes have never changed for thousands of years. He has forgotten everything in the world, and only has the woman in the smoke in his eyes. He flew towards that illusion, with incomparable satisfaction in his eyes.
Xuanhuojian spun silently, that exquisite phantom seemed to be smiling too, and opened its arms to hug him.
Seeing that they were about to embrace each other, but behind the Beast God, there was an earth-shattering roar, and the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, which had lost its restraint, recognized the enemy at first glance, the body it had destroyed , making it attack instinctively.
Taking a deep breath, the dragon's breath is long and long, and the ghost in the distance can't help but change color, but the beast **** seems to have forgotten everything around him, or, even if he knows, why does he care?
He pounced on it, and in the smoke, it was not an illusion, he actually hugged that body.
"Linglong.......Linglong......." He called out in a low voice, closing his eyes contentedly like a child. Linglong smiled and gently stroked his hair with her hands.
The dragon roared, and the angry flames came in an instant, engulfing everything!
Those two figures slowly disappeared in the sea of flames, but they didn't feel the slightest sorrow, instead what slowly emerged was that strange happiness.
Among the flames, Xuanhuojian suddenly flashed, and fell straight down from mid-air, right before Ghost Li's hand. Under the shock, Gui Li subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it. And at the same moment, the place where the tyrannical Eight Desolation Fire Dragon was located suddenly seemed to lose the support of some kind of power, and the huge gap began to shrink slowly
Bahuang Fire Dragon once again let out an angry roar, full of unwillingness, but with its tyranny, it could no longer prevent its huge head from being swallowed by the mysterious space again. However, at the last moment, full of hatred to destroy everything, it spewed out a final terrifying fire towards this space.
The sky is falling apart!
In an instant, all the lava boiled and exploded together, the stone wall completely melted, and the huge space collapsed like sand. At the same time, countless crazy torrents of magma rushed out in all directions.
Jiang Chen was surrounded by a blinding red light, and the Xuanhuo Jian in Gui Li's hand also emitted a pure and gentle halo, covering him, wrapping him in a light shield, and quickly rising upwards.
Below them, everything turned into flames.
The entire vast expanse of hundreds of thousands of mountains and countless mountains and mountains seemed to have heard that crazy roar at that moment. The scorched black mountain peaks that stood for tens of millions of years gradually collapsed amidst the violent magma surge, and the hot magma that soared into the sky pierced into the sky.
At the foot of this fiery doomsday world, at the entrance of Zhenmo Ancient Cave, Heimu was at a loss, while the vicious Heihu laughed wildly, shouting loudly: "Come, come, this day It's finally here!"
Hei Mu's eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "Are you crazy?"
Heihu laughed wildly, but suddenly he suffocated, the bodies of the two trembled at the same time, and then, right in front of them, the exquisite stone statue of the witch who had guarded the town of Mogu Cave for thousands of years suddenly shattered and scattered. Make countless small pieces, then be engulfed by the oncoming heat wave and disappear without a trace.
The black tiger roared up to the sky~IndoMTL.com~ like crazy, "My lady, my lady, wait for me, I'm coming!"
But at the feet of the black tiger, Hei Mu's panting sound was heavy and extremely intense hidden behind the black cloth, suddenly he loudly said: "No, no, I can't just do this, I still have unfinished business!" , Hei Mu suddenly turned around, and flew out like flying, leaving this place that was about to be destroyed.
Heihu didn't care about Heimu's departure at all, his huge body just guarded the entrance of Zhenmogu Cave, laughing wildly.
Soon, countless collapsing rubble and crazily splashing torrents of magma swallowed his figure.
The earth seemed to be trembling too, and countless beasts and birds were panic-stricken. That towering mountain collapsed amidst the loud roar and the black dust that covered the sky!
In the sky, it began to rain slowly.
Fire rain!
Among the 100,000 mountains, I have been down for three days and three nights.
Thousands of years later, who still remembers that period of the past? (To be continued.)