The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 447 The Birth of the Beast God
At this moment, Xu Zifan left the seclusion, ending his several months of seclusion practice.

On top of witchcraft, his cultivation speed is astonishing. In this world, it can be regarded as the only one in all ages, and it has been rare since ancient times.

After several months of practice, he has mastered all the witchcraft methods he has obtained, and the realm of witchcraft power reaches the realm of witch saints, and it is placed in the Central Plains. A monk of this level is enough to create a great sect of cultivating immortals.

However, if he wants to continue to practice, although he can still make some progress, but at the current state, if there are no special adventures, the speed of practice will drop a lot. strength.

Under such circumstances, Xu Zifan certainly did not hesitate to leave the customs, he could not spend too much time here.

At this moment, Xu Zifan was walking in the sky, his long black clothes fluttering in the wind, and the aura around him was sometimes solemn and grand, sometimes illusory, and sometimes weird and obscure, which was very shocking.

This situation is precisely because he possesses many kinds of cultivation methods, and all of them have cultivated to an extremely advanced state.

At this moment, there was a noise in the black forest ahead, and along with the rustling sound among the leaves, a group of people were either wrapped in animal skins, or wore bird feathers, and bird feathers on their heads. The beast-headed monster rushed out.

After the group of monsters saw Xu Zifan standing in the air, they were overjoyed, fell to the ground, knelt down, and chanted some strange words.

"Ulaaka..."

"Yeah Yu Xika..."

……

For the arrival of these creatures, Xu Zifan looked indifferent, not surprised.

Looking down at the fish-headed human body, the dog-headed human body, or the strange creatures with wings, Xu Zifan's eyes showed a hint of pity.

These alien creatures possess wisdom no less than that of human beings. They are the only 37 alien races left in southern Xinjiang. They are the products of the ancient witches experimenting with witchcraft in ancient times. Due to the influence of their bloodline branding, even after thousands of years, they still sincerely worship him who possesses the supreme witch power, and all he has in his heart is pity.

In the eyes of normal humans, these creatures drink blood, are ferocious and bloodthirsty, and look like demons, but to me, these creatures are loyal to me because of the fetters of the power of blood.

They have lived in such a bad land as the Hundred Thousand Mountains for thousands of years, and they have to face life-and-death struggles every day. There were originally 72 alien races, but now there are only 37 races, which has shrunk by half. This shows that the competition is cruel and life is hard.

Therefore, Xu Zifan has only compassion for these creatures, and as the supreme witchcraft inheritor of the ancient witch clan, he can command all alien creatures, even if they are all killed, they will not hesitate at all. The imprint inserted into the blood of the test subject.

The life and death of these creatures is controlled by him, or it can be said that in the eyes of these creatures, he is a god, supreme!

At this time, the strange creature below knelt down and prayed with great sincerity, and its face was full of excitement.

Xu Zifan's soul was condensed, and his soul was so powerful that it was inconceivable. Although he could not understand the language, he understood what these creatures were saying at this time through the fluctuation of his soul.

These strange creatures are all shouting words like "Welcome to the Supreme Witch God", and they are extremely devout and frantically kneeling down.

Looking at the countless strange creatures kneeling down below, Xu Zifan's eyes suddenly froze, and two figures, one black and one white, came into his eyes.

The black figure was wrapped in a black robe, and even his face was shrouded in a cloud of black mist, making it hard to see clearly. Although the white figure was wearing heavy armor, its aura was very ethereal, like a puff of white smoke. All may be blown away by mountain winds.

Although these two figures look very different, they have a similar aura, which is extremely weird, and it is the aura of witchcraft.

The reason why these two figures attracted Xu Zifan's attention was that the aura emanating from them was extremely strange, especially the aura emanating from the white figure was cold and gloomy, not belonging to a living person.

According to ancient legends, life is old and dead, only the soul is immortal. At the end of one life, the soul will leave the body and go to the next life. , because of the fear of evil and fear, attachment to the world, looking back on the past, unwilling to be reborn, is a ghost.

In layman's terms, the so-called ghosts are ghosts in folklore. This is the first time Xu Zifan has seen such existences, so he is extremely curious. As for ordinary people's fear of ghosts, Xu Zifan certainly does not have them. The so-called demons and ghosts are just another kind of life form to him now, and he will not feel afraid of them.

This white figure is obviously not a human being, but belongs to the first class of Yin Ling, and the aura emanating from his body is not only gloomy and cold, which is unique to Yin Ling, but also has strange fluctuations of witch power.

Xu Zifan thought about this for a while, and he knew the origin of these two people. They were the warriors Heimu and Heihu under the command of the Linglong Empress of the ancient witch clan thousands of years ago.

In the original plot, although the two were brothers, they took different paths because of their different ideas.

Heimu turned to the beast god and wanted to revive it and return to the world, but Heihu had been guarding the ancient cave for thousands of years to prevent the ignorant from entering the cave and being poisoned by the beast god, and secondly to prevent the beast god from resurrecting.

Xu Zifan also sincerely admires the persistence of these two people, especially Heihu, for the sake of the belief in his heart, he does not want to die, even if he turns into a ghost, he will not hesitate.

At this time, when the two saw Xu Zifan looking towards them, they immediately bowed their hands and saluted.

"Ancient witch clan Heimu, pay homage to the witch god!
Black Tiger of the Ancient Witch Clan, meet the Witch God! "

The two knelt on the ground, cupped their hands and shouted, and it could be heard from their voices that they were very excited at the moment.

It is the highest honor for the highest gods in the clan to look at them, and the two of them are extremely happy at this moment.

Through the wave of spirit and soul, Xu Zifan knew that what the two said was not flattery, but sincere awe and piety.

This kind of reverence and piety is for the legendary witch god, but also for himself.

For all the creatures here to regard themselves as witch gods, Xu Zifan thought for a while, and he knew the reason. It must be the pure witch power condensed by the blood curse of heaven and earth. I also learned a little bit through the stone carvings behind the Inugami statue.

"The so-called sorcerer, whose sorcery power is pure and vast as the sea, can subdue the evil gods of the eight wildernesses, subdue all the wilderness demons, and is a family of supreme gods."

This is a brief record in the stone inscriptions. Although the words are vague, it allows Xu Zifan to guess why he is regarded as a witch god by the creatures here.

In this regard, Xu Zifan accepted it frankly. For many creatures in this world, he has already regarded them as his future wealth.

Just let this beautiful mistake go on!

And with his current comprehensive strength, even in the face of the real witch god, he is not necessarily weaker than the other party. He can fully bear the title of witch god.

"Heimu, Heihu, are you the warrior under Linglong thousands of years ago?"

Xu Zifan spoke in a calm voice. Although he was asking, his tone was extremely certain.

"The great witch god is exactly my two brothers!"

Heimu opened his mouth. Although Xu Zifan just stood quietly in the void at this moment and did not make a move, he could feel the vast and pure witch power in the opponent's body. , It can't be compared, and I am even more shocked and awed at the same time.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion on the distant sky, visible to the naked eye. At the end of the sky, layers of black clouds rolled and converged, and black lightning bolts thundered towards the earth amidst the howling wind. In the faint, there were bursts of beasts The roar came out, majestic and ruthless, shocking, this scene, as if the peerless monster who had been sleeping for thousands of years, woke up today, and everyone's expectations changed.

"No, the devil is resurrected!"

Heihu exclaimed, his complexion changed drastically, and he looked towards the end of the sky, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing, and his white mist-like body began to tremble violently because of this.

He knew that direction better than anyone else, it was Zhenmo Ancient Cave, where a peerless monster was sleeping.

But at this time, the celestial phenomena changed, and the aura of endless monsters gathered. Obviously, there was a change in Zhenmo Ancient Cave, and it was the resurrection of the devil.

"Roar!"

Heihu raised his head to the sky and roared, his face was ashen, his body turned into a cloud of white mist, and he wanted to kill there desperately.

For thousands of years of persistence, even if it turns into a ghost, he will not hesitate, even if a moth flies into a flame, he will not be afraid.

However, at this moment, Heihu's body suddenly froze and stopped in the air, unable to move.

At the same time, an extremely calm voice came, causing a glimmer of hope in the depths of his eyes.

"You are not his opponent, don't go!"

The speaker was Xu Zifan, standing in the sky at this moment, with faint runes in his eyes, and a purple light shining, looking towards the end of the sky.

With his current mana and practice, the original eye of the sky is no longer what it used to be. Even if it is hundreds of miles away, he can still see clearly.

Under the billowing dark clouds, a black magic mountain stands. On one side of the magic mountain, there is an ancient cave. In the middle of the cave entrance, a stone statue faces the depths of the ancient cave, standing silently.

At this moment, beside the stone statue, a handsome man wrapped in bright silk emerged from the billowing black mist. He looked at the stone statue and remained silent for a long time. Incomparable.

Xu Zifan knows that this evil man is the shadow that has been pressing on the hearts of all beings in southern Xinjiang for thousands of years-the beast god, unexpectedly he was born in advance!

"Great Sorcerer God, the devil in that cave was born, I hope you will take pity on the common people and kill the demon!"

Heihu begged, and looked at Xu Zifan who was standing in the sky, his eyes were full of hope. He knew that the devil was invincible by manpower, and now that the gods came to the world, it was the only hope to kill the devil.

However, at this moment, Heimu on the side retorted, saying: "Please enlighten the witch god, although the person in the cave is a peerless monster, but his feelings are justifiable, and he is also a poor person. Thousands of years ago, it was the empress. wrong!"

Heimu looked at Xu Zifan at this moment, his tone was extremely firm, with the persistence of thousands of years, the perseverance in his heart, he didn't think he was wrong, it was Heihu who was wrong, and the empress was wrong.

"Your Majesty is right, Hei Mu, you are so stubborn, you dare to speak wild words in front of the witch god." Hei Hu roared loudly, and glared at Hei Mu beside him.

"It's your fault, Heihu, otherwise why did the empress give him a chance?" Hei Mu retorted again.

"Confused, in order to kill the devil back then, my mother ran out of oil and she was powerless, instead of keeping him alive in the world!" Hei Hu shouted loudly in grief and indignation.

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The two were originally brothers, but they have been arguing for thousands of years. At this moment, it is even more so that you talk to each other and refuse to give in to each other.

Xu Zifan also deeply admires the two people's persistence, and it is not something he can do with a single word to resolve the knot between the two.

However, he has a better way, which is to take these two people to meet the beast god.

At the moment, Xu Zifan didn't hesitate, the witch marks all over his body shone, and his whole body turned into a black gust of wind, sweeping the two of them, heading towards the ancient cave of Zhenmo.

Zhenmo Ancient Cave is about 100 miles away from here. What Xu Zifan is using at this moment is the black wind technique in witchcraft. Mountain range, a bare black magic mountain appeared in front of my eyes.

Under the black magic mountain, a man wrapped in bright silk suddenly raised his head, his evil eyes were extremely sharp, and looked at Xu Zifan who was coming from the sky.

(End of this chapter)