At the moment of life and death, many things that I didn’t understand before were suddenly enlightened, but the contents of the Book of Heaven were shining brightly in his mind, and he didn’t know where he gathered.

In the darkness, a little golden color, like a star.

In the night, a roar shook the sky and the earth.

The golden long sword flew into the sky, the texture on the sword was transparent and clear, with a clear sound, the golden sword light slashed from top to bottom, with a terrifying power on the tentacles.

Under the sword light, the tentacles broke, and a piece of the black tentacle with mucus rolled a few times, and then there was no sound again. The dark liquid sprayed out, and the fishy wind blew on the face and felt like vomiting.

Yang Peng escaped and stood up, stretched out his hand and flew back into his hand.

A roar of pain came from the black cave, and the tentacles retreated like a tide and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Peng was so painful that his body was covered with scars just now that he was strangled by the black tentacles. If he hadn't had a low Taoism and had the four phases of Nirvana to maintain, he would probably not have been able to withstand the present.

He was waiting to meet with Bi Yao and Lin Qing'er, but after walking for a long time, he found that he could not find the specific location.

There are too many crisscrossing caves, but I don’t know where I went for a while.

I could only hear the rumbling sound in my ears, but the temperature around me became higher and higher.

This ancient cave seems to have no light from everlasting, as dark as ink, but in this unknown cave, the crisscrossing caves give people the oldest and deepest fear, which is endless.

Time seems to have frozen.

And Yang Peng seemed to have been wandering around, and could not get out of this vast cave forward.

Finally, the walking body stopped, stood still, looked slowly, and then stayed there.

In front of me, there was a huge underground cave, but unlike before, there was red and hot magma everywhere, forming a scorched lake surface, and the flowing fiery red magma flowed in one direction.

On the surface of the lake, heat waves and bubbles pop up from time to time, and then burst, and there are even surging places, like tides, the hot magma does not bounce up until mid-air.

The red hot flames emitted by the magma even shone the huge cave into a red world. The buzzing heat and the rumbling sound hit the human nerves.

Yang Peng is standing now at the exit of a corridor, and right in front of him, near the hot magma that is almost unbearable, there is a platform, a platform composed of an oval stone nest, which is now quietly lying on a white fox.

White, big fox.

Its eyes were closed tightly, as if it was sleeping peacefully, as if it was bathing in the hot cave, its body was curled up, very beautiful.

That quiet posture and the stuttering hair were very beautiful.

Yang Peng took a deep breath, held his breath, and walked slowly towards it.

Slowly, I walked over step by step, as if I was afraid of destroying the tranquility, and as if I was afraid of waking up the white fox that seemed to have fallen into a dream.

The closer he got, the more the heat wave became, and the air emitted a strong smell of yellow scent, which made people breathe, but Yang Peng seemed to be unaware. There was only the beautiful, beautiful, gentle, and quiet fox in his eyes, and its tail rolled behind him.

There is a curling but bifurcated place, with six tails.

In the hot underground cave, heat waves rolled, and there was a rumbling burst sound in my ears. The heat waves that were stirred up rushed straight into the air. The large or small bubbles on the lake surface disappeared again, and then they disappeared, and so on.

The next moment, Yang Peng stood there quietly, and stood very close to the white fox. As he got closer, the hot temperature seemed to melt his body clean, and the air in his lungs was filled with a burning pain.

Finally, Yang Peng squeezed the Sun-Chasing Sword in his hand, took a step, towards the curled quiet beauty, and towards the big beautiful fox again.

It seemed that it could hear the sound of footsteps, it seemed that it felt the golden color and another breath in this fiery red world, so it woke up and slowly opened its eyes.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The heat waves gushed up, scattering into the air into a beautiful flower.

When you get closer, you will naturally see it clearly. The fox in front of you is indeed very beautiful. When you are on Xiaozhu Peak, Yang Peng often hears Lingzun talking about the rare beasts in the world, but the demon fox clan is the most spiritual clan. Through the accumulation of time, they absorb spiritual energy, improve their Taoist practices, and transform into human forms.

What's more, it has its own inheritance, but the demon fox clan has one characteristic, that is, as the Taoist practice improves, the more tails behind their bodies are divided.

And the white fox with only six tails in front of me must be unfathomable.

What Yang Peng heard in Xiaochi Town was a three-tailed demon fox for disaster, but the one in front of him was a six-tailed demon fox, but in the same cave, it must have a great relationship with the three-tailed demon fox.

Its tail swayed slightly, its head swayed lightly, and its dark and deep pupils reflected the figure of the young man holding a golden sword in front of him, but there seemed to be a trace of pain between its slightly frown eyebrows.

Yang Peng was shocked and took a step back, crossing his sword in front of him. The golden sword light formed a wall of light, which isolated the breath between the man and the demon, and also isolated the distance that was close.

Suddenly, a low, vicissitudes of life and fatigue sounded: "Young man, what's the matter with you coming here?"

Listening to its weak voice, Yang Peng couldn't help but wonder whether the six-tailed fox was injured or not, otherwise how could he stay in such a hot place? Moreover, the pain between its eyebrows did not seem to be pretending.

Yang Peng said: "You monster fox, you are harming the world. I must have eliminated the harm for the people and subdued you or killed you, if you continue to do evil."

The six-tailed white fox looked at him with his eyes flashing, without getting angry or ridiculing. He just looked at the golden sword in his hand calmly, and looked at the half-sized piece of spiritual jade hanging around his neck. After a long time, it looked away and said lightly: "I have ambition, courage, and a thief's heart."

Yang Peng was stunned, but he didn't know why the six-tailed white foxes said this, and their eyes were so calm. But now it was not the time to consider this. He tightened the sword in his hand and said carefully: "Where are there so many words? Let's get up and let's go through a fight, so that you can know that bullying the weak is not capable."
Chapter completed!