At this time, Zhang Xiaochun was suspended in the sky, overlooking the Fenxiang Valley below, and his voice was like thunder in the sky.

"Shangguan, you old thief, come out and die!"

When the disciples of Fenxiang Valley heard the noise outside, they immediately looked up at the sky and wanted to shout and curse at the other party regardless of their identity.

You know, Fenxiang Valley has been operating in southern Xinjiang for 800 years. What kind of status and prestige does that have?
Most of the disciples in his sect are arrogant and conceited, and they never take others seriously. Now they see someone who dares to call their elder by his name.

Everyone was extremely angry and shouted, "Where did this young man come from? How dare you come to my Fenxiang Valley and make trouble?"

Shangguan Ce, who was guarding the Xuanhuo Altar, was also stunned when he heard the voice. Did someone come to attack him? Did he really think that since the Valley Master was out, he could be easily bullied in Fenxiang Valley?
"Here comes the sword!"

Seeing that Shangguan Ce was still not coming out, Zhang Xiaochun was too lazy to say any more nonsense. With a sound of sword coming, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the sky, followed by swords falling like rain, and blood splattering.

When all the elders and disciples of Fenxiang Valley came out of retreat and saw the people coming from the sky, they also saw a giant sword that could reach the sky, falling from the sky and smashing down towards the mountain protection formation.

As a giant sword fell from the sky, all the formations inside and outside the Fenxiang Valley were destroyed, and all the buildings in the entire Fenxiang Valley were exposed.

Not only that, all the ordinary disciples in Fenxiang Valley collapsed to the ground, without the strength to resist.

Zhang Xiaochun stood high in the sky, looking down at the situation below. As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of swords hung in the air, sword rain fell like silk, shaking mountains and destroying cities!

With just one sword, Zhang Xiaochun displayed unparalleled crushing power. The Fenxiang Valley, which had been passed down for 1,500 years, was directly overturned in this rain of swords.

Zhang Xiaochun didn't say a word, and the next part began his favorite part, the looting.

After all, Fenxiang Valley has been passed down for 1,500 years, and with the Ten Thousand Mountains behind it, it has accumulated a lot of good things, including natural treasures, elixirs, magic weapons, gold, silver, jewelry, and all kinds of collections are top quality.

Of course, what Zhang Xiaochun was more interested in was the forbidden area of ​​the Fenxiang Valley in front of him - the Xuanhuo Altar.

When Zhang Xiaochun drew his sword before, he deliberately avoided this Xuanhuo Altar, which was well preserved.

Zhang Xiaochun stepped on the blood and corpses and slowly walked towards the Xuanhuo Altar. The closer he got to it, the higher the temperature around him became. There was no lush vegetation around him, only cracked ground and hot stone slabs.

After turning a corner, a large open space suddenly appeared in front of me. A wave of heat hit me in my face. In the center of this open space, there was a huge circular altar.

The altar is supported by thirteen white marble pillars that are three meters high. The bottom is suspended in the air, which looks quite spectacular. Above the altar, there is a three-story pagoda-shaped building. It is red all over. From a distance, it looks like a huge flame, emitting amazing heat.

As Zhang Xiaochun flashed, he arrived at the bottom floor of the three-story pagoda-style building. The three floors were connected together as a whole. There was no window from top to bottom, and there was only a door on the bottom floor.

Stepping on the ground paved with red stones feels like stepping on a blazing flame, and a burning sensation comes from under your feet.

Zhang Xiaochun ignored the discomfort and stepped straight in.

I saw that the main hall inside the Xuanhuo Altar was also round in shape, more than five meters high, and empty inside, with only a cluster of dazzling red flames in the middle.

On the ground around the cluster of flames in the middle, there are eight patterns carved in different shapes, all of which look like gods with evil faces.

For example, one of them has no hair, but has slightly curved horns like sheep's horns. The face and eyebrows are similar to those of a human, but under the pair of gloomy and empty eye sockets, there are sharp fangs in the mouth.

The sculptor even carved a few tiny holes next to the fangs, which looked like dripping blood, adding a bit of ferocity and hideousness.

The body of this god is very different from that of humans. On his torso as strong as a tiger or leopard, there are four arms, one hand holding a knife and the other holding a shield.

Of the remaining two hands, one was tightly grasping a painfully twisted human body, which seemed to be screaming to the sky; while the other hand was gently holding up an object, which was still bleeding, and it turned out to be a human heart.

Anyone who sees this statue can be sure that this is an extremely cruel evil god, and some of the other patterns are exactly the same style as this statue, bloodthirsty, crazy and extremely cruel.

Zhang Xiaochun could also clearly feel that each of these statues contained an evil force of bloodthirstiness, hatred, greed, and violence.

If a person with a weak mind sees these statues, he will probably be immediately affected, lose his mind, and embark on the path of evil.

Eight demon statues surround the center, as if they are staring at the center covetously. If someone walks to the middle, he will become a sacrifice to be eaten by the eight demon statues. It is really weird.

Zhang Xiaochun, however, ignored everything around him and walked straight to the center. In the middle was a shape similar to a well. The mouth of the well was not big, and inside was not a drop of water, but a transparent strange stone with many facets carved out, like a huge gem.

However, on this transparent gem, red light was reflected, as if blood was flowing on it, and under the wellhead, there was rolling magma. The wellhead was like a sealed crater.

After Zhang Xiaochun carefully sensed it, he discovered that underneath the Xuanhuo Altar, there was indeed a place where underground fire gathered. The fire attribute spiritual energy was extremely active, and there were even signs of it going berserk.

Zhang Xiaochun looked around with great interest. He didn't know when a magic weapon appeared in his hand. It was the sect's magic weapon of Fenxiang Valley, the Xuanhuojian.

Just as Zhang Xiaochun walked near the wellhead, something strange happened. The eight images of demon gods surrounding the wellhead suddenly emitted dazzling red light, forming a strange formation. Right above the wellhead, an extremely huge ball of flame gathered.

Then, from the dazzling flames, a terrifying roar was heard, and an extremely huge flaming beast jumped out from the flames and rushed straight towards Zhang Xiaochun.

Zhang Xiaochun was well prepared. Facing the oncoming attack, he did not dodge or evade. Instead, he waved his hand lightly and slapped the ferocious fire beast away.

The strange beast was several feet tall, red all over, on fire, with knotted muscles and a ferocious face. Its two huge eyes were full of bloodthirstiness and violence.

Even though it was slapped away by Zhang Xiaochun, the fire beast was not afraid at all. As soon as it stabilized its body, it stomped the ground with its limbs, suddenly jumped up, and pounced straight towards Zhang Xiaochun.

Flames were burning all around it, and even the mysterious flame totem halo that was constantly rotating behind it seemed as bright as if it was on fire.

What followed was flames all over the sky, like mountains and seas!

Zhang Xiaochun also casually took out the prepared Xuanhuojian. The ancient flame totem wrapped in the emerald jade ring slowly lit up at this moment, emitting a red light that shone on the beast. Eight chains composed of flames instantly locked the flame beast tightly, and a strong suction force was instantly generated. Red fire essences were seen flying, constantly precipitating from the beast and sinking into the Xuanhuojian like a whale sucking water.

"Roar!"

The fire beast growled, and seemed to be a little uneasy for the first time. At this moment, there was even a hint of fear in its eyes, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Under Zhang Xiaochun's full force, the flaming beast struggled for only a moment before completely dissipating between heaven and earth. It was completely refined and absorbed by the Mysterious Fire Mirror, turning into the purest fire essence between heaven and earth.

When the terrifying fire beast disappeared, the entire space suddenly became quiet and the light became dim. Just above the wellhead, an entrance leading to the second floor appeared.

Zhang Xiaochun's figure flashed and he appeared on the second floor. The space on the second floor was even darker, with only the hole in the middle letting in some light from the first floor.

On the second level of the Xuanhuo Altar, there is also a stone pillar half a person's height, but it is made of a blue-black stone. It exudes a slight chill throughout the body, and there is a seven-color light flashing above it.

There is a groove on the top of this stone pillar, and its shape is exactly the same as the Xuanhuojian.

Zhang Xiaochun took out the Mysterious Fire Mirror and placed it in the groove. He heard a dull rumbling sound above his head, and a hole slowly opened, which turned out to be the entrance to the third floor.

Moreover, this entrance was constantly emitting a chilling feeling. It was hard to imagine that there was such an icy place right above the magma.

From bottom to top, entering the third level is like going from the Flaming Mountain to an ice field and snowy river, it is truly a world of ice and fire.

There was no longer red rock under my feet, but a thick layer of ice. The air was no longer filled with red light, but a dark blue.

The moment Zhang Xiaochun appeared here, he sensed the presence of a powerful yet weak aura.

Then came a female voice that was gentle yet cold: "You are not Shangguan Ce? Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaochun did not seem surprised at all by the appearance of this voice. Instead, he said calmly, "Of course I am not Shangguan Ce. I have already killed Shangguan Ce."

"Who are you? How could you kill that old villain Shangguan Ce? And how did you get in? Even if you can kill Shangguan Ce, the Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Formation maintained by the Red Flame Beast is not so easy to break."

"If you break the formation by force, there will be no sound at all, unless you have the Mysterious Fire Mirror?"

When she finished speaking, as if in response to her excited voice, the surrounding ice suddenly lit up with blue light.

Zhang Xiaochun laughed and said, "As expected of a Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox. People say foxes are smart, but you're not that stupid."

Seeing the Xuan Huo Jian in Zhang Xiaochun's hand, the figure hidden in the darkness let out a sharp long howl, and the woman's voice instantly became high-pitched: "Xuan Huo Jian!!!"

Then, with a hint of urgency and nervousness in his tone, he asked, "How did this Mysterious Fire Mirror end up in your hands? Where's Xiao Liu? What did you do to him?"

Zhang Xiaochun said calmly, "If the Xiao Liu you are talking about is the six-tailed white fox named Liuwei, then he is currently visiting my Jiejiao."

"As for this Mysterious Fire Mirror, I got it from him in exchange. I helped him remove the Nine Cold Ice Thorns that had been tormenting him for three hundred years, and he gave me this Mysterious Fire Mirror as a reward. How about that? Isn't this a good deal?"

"Really? Is Xiaoliu still okay now?"

The voice confirmed again and again, and at this time, the figure in the darkness finally appeared.

It was a huge white fox, more than two people tall, with fur as white as snow, spotless, without a trace of other colors, smooth and soft, and emitting a faint glow. The nine snow-white tails at the end of the fox tail swayed gently, swaying in the wind.

What kind of beauty and style is this?
Even though the other party did not transform into a human form, even the knowledgeable Zhang Xiaochun could not help but admire it, what a beautiful creature.

No wonder the powerful Shang Dynasty perished so quickly. It cannot all be blamed on King Zhou of Shang.

Across the vast land of China, there has never been a shortage of legends about monsters, spirit beasts, and ancient species. Many powerful spirit beasts and mythical beasts are the dreams of young cultivators. They either kill them to become famous, or take them as mounts, which are all extremely cool stories.

Just like the water Qilin of Qingyun Sect, it was subdued by Patriarch Qingye 1,300 years ago and has been passed down to this day.

But among all these ancient species, fox demons are the most special. Although there are legends about fox demons hurting people, most of the stories about fox demons are about ambiguous, romantic, and unforgettable love affairs.

Fox demons are naturally intelligent and find it easier to transform into human form. They also like to get along with people and learn human cultural knowledge.

Among the many fox demon branches, there is a special one. This fox demon, if it has practiced for more than a hundred years, will grow three tails and be called a demon fox. If it has practiced for more than a thousand years, it will grow six tails and be called a spirit fox.

If one could grow nine tails, he would be a top-level monster among monsters, a peerless monster with magical powers, rarely seen in the world, and was known as the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox.

The nine-tailed celestial fox is naturally charming. Its every frown, smile, movement and stillness exudes incomparable allure. This is an attraction that can transcend race and even gender, and all creatures with weak minds are attracted to it.

"Every word I said is true, and there is no need for me to lie to you." After saying this, Zhang Xiaochun's aura suddenly emanated, as vast and boundless as an abyss or an ocean.

The nine-tailed fox trembled all over, and awe rose in its heart. It no longer doubted Zhang Xiaochun's words.

"Leave with me!"

The nine-tailed fox froze for a moment, his eyes lit up, and his tone was filled with excitement: "You want to take me away?"

Zhang Xiaochun nodded: "Of course, now the six-tailed white fox is also considered a part of my Jiejiao. Since you are related to him, it is only right for me to take you away."

"Besides...I still need a mount, one that's comfortable to ride!"

(End of this chapter)