After all, since Wang Ye entered Qingxi Ancient Town, he has already noticed that the final boss in the map of Dixian Village is probably not Nine Deaths Jingling Jia and Dixian Fengshigu.

Nor is it Pangu Corpse Moss.

It was the Wuxie clan in ancient times, that is, Wu Xian, one of the most famous great witches in ancient times, used his life to seal the existence.

Ancient gods.

It is also a local legend about flame ghosts that has been circulating for thousands of years.

Wang Ye didn't know the name of this ancient god before.

It was later learned that one of the most likely names of this ancient god was actually Zhu Rong.

No matter how the world line changes.

The name Zhu Rong has a special meaning to Wang Ye and every Chinese.

This is one of the ancient gods who are so serious.

It is not comparable to the star-spot ancient gods in the corpse cave, or the snake gods in the imaginary space of the ghost cave.

That is, the Dragon God in the South Sea Guixu, which can barely be compared.

Facing such a powerful existence, and most likely not a very friendly one, it was impossible for Wang Ye not to worry about being tricked.

But Wang Ye quickly reacted.

Although the power of the ancient god in the secret room below is very pure, it is unexpectedly...weak.

This is a little strange.

In Wang Ye's impression, the few ancient gods he met before, even if only part of the power projected into this space, were all extremely powerful, unmatched by all the strange beasts and evil spirits.

Why is the power of the ancient god Zhu Rong so weak in such a pure situation?

Of course, the weakness Wang Ye mentioned was comparing the power of the ancient god Zhu Rong with the power of other ancient gods.

This force is still too strong to be added.

Intangible and intangible, but after it was released, almost all the moisture and corruption in Zhou Guo's space were forced back.

Wang Ye has no doubts that even the Nine Deaths Shocking Mausoleum Armor will not be able to approach this area.

This place has become an anomaly in the feng shui pattern of the Pangu Vein of Coffin Mountain.

No matter how powerful the surrounding Fengshui veins, breath flow, and energy fluctuations, they can't affect this place.

Wang Ye also felt the reason why his Eye of Reality and energy detection skills had always been unsatisfactory in the Coffin Mountain area.

This force is very powerful in interfering with energy.

It brought all the energy of Zhou Kingdom with a very close scorching breath.

It is also difficult for Wang Ye to perceive the difference and transfer between different breath energies.

This is very troublesome.

When Wang Ye arrived here, he could only look inside the secret room with a beacon flashlight.

The more he watched, the more incredible Wang Ye felt.

The dense carvings on the surrounding walls are all ancient spells.

And these spells are all filled with blood-like fire-like cinnabar-like pigments.

The breath that emanates completely isolates the inside and outside of the metal airtight room.

In the middle of the entire secret room space is a platform built with vermilion stones.

Flame-like patterns are carved on the table.

Beside this platform is an old man wearing a blue seven-star robe with a very primitive and vigorous dragon and tiger pattern drawn on it.

The old man has been dead for a long time.

But it didn't turn into a skeleton. The skin on his body was dry and sallow, turning into a leather-like texture with a little bit of luster.

Wang Ye could even smell the faint aroma emanating from the old man's body.

rather than rancid.

In addition to a witch robe, the old man wore a square mask on his head, but the mask was uncovered and put on his head.

On both sides of the body is a bronze drum made of unknown animal skin, and a cane made of peach wood.

The walking stick is about five feet tall and short, with a huge wooden knot on one end.

It is not so much a dharma branch as it is an eyebrow-level stick.

It's more convenient to use this thing to directly smash the opposite dog's head than to cast spells and the like.

What made Wang Ye feel a little strange was that there was a smile on the face of the old man's corpse.

This smile is not a cold and fake smile.

It comes from the heart.

Wang Ye possesses the Daluo Cave View, and has a very thorough understanding of the human heart.

Wang Ye can still judge whether the expression on his face expresses his inner emotions.

If it is not from the heart, this kind of smile will not appear.

This is the way grandparents look at their grandchildren.

Kind, pampering, love with no limit, no principle, no lower limit, even with a bit of doting.

Rather than the teacher, the love of parents with a sense of majesty and rules.

Although the old man had been dead for a long time, whether it was the body language of opening his arms to protect the cinnabar platform, or the unreserved and loving smile on his face, Wang Ye could not feel the fear of death.

Wang Ye believed that this old man was deeply in love with someone on the cinnabar stage in front of him...

Wang Ye was stuck.

Because he found that in the entire space, on top of the cinnabar altar was an extremely white tortoise shell.

In the center of the shell is a nest-like swaddle made in the likeness of some animal.

Inside was a layer of white silk.

On the silk is a flame that emits a reddish light.

Wang Ye's real eyes can see clearly at such a close distance.

Inside this strange flame was a baby.

a baby girl.

Wang Ye came down from the top of the tortoise shell cave and walked in front of the cinnabar altar, dumbfounded.

In a split second, Wang Ye suddenly understood.

This man is wearing a witch robe and looks extremely powerful in combat. He is probably an old man with a white beard who looks like a melee mage. That is Wu Xian.

After that name has been passed down through the ages, even though the history of the ancient times has been like a fog and there is no way to restore it, this name is still remembered by people.

One of the most powerful men in the history of the First Men.

Wu Xian.

Before Wu Xian died, he exhausted his witch power and life, and the sealed flame god Zhu Rong was the baby girl in the flames in front of him.

Yes, Zhu Rong is a woman.

Wang Ye felt his scalp go numb.

This is something amazing to come into contact with.

And the legend seems to be a little off.

The relationship between Wu Xian and Zhu Rongzhi asked, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the relationship between being sealed and being sealed.

Even if it was a seal, Wu Xian's intention in doing so was to protect rather than imprison.

Wang Ye slowly stretched out his hand, but it was Wu Xian who touched him first.

In the instant of asking, countless pictures flooded Wang Ye's consciousness.

Wang Ye's sea of ​​consciousness is far more magnificent than ordinary people.

But facing such a massive amount of information, Wang Ye still felt a splitting headache.

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans began to appear on his forehead.

After a few seconds, the dizziness in Wang Ye's head gradually disappeared.

At the same time, the shocked expression in Wang Ye's eyes became more obvious.

Wu Xian died.

But it didn't die.

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