Chapter 297 Purple Flame Master

"The Zheng family was tragically wiped out, and on that day, a purple flame shot up into the sky."

"The Immortal Xuanguangdong has taken control of the entire mountain range. A total of 38 tribes, big and small, nearby are not allowed to take a single step out."

"I had expected it long ago. You escaped quickly. You don't even know what I saw in the Zheng family..."

A cultivator whispered gloomily on the street. At this point, he glanced around and then took out the sound transmission artifact.

Shen Yi walked past the few people without changing his expression.

Of course he knew what was left of the Zheng family.

It was nothing more than a bunch of "wooden men" on the ground, whose souls and Dao infants were devoured by the Suimu.

As the cultivator finished the message with fear, looking at the other people's equally dazed expressions, he put away the artifact and shook his head and said, "But I have never heard of any force that has produced a purple flame immortal. To have such strength, I am afraid he has reached the state of transformation."

Hearing this, Xu Wanyun's expression inevitably became a little nervous.

Although she had known that the news could not be concealed, she still felt a little depressed after hearing it with her own ears.

The characteristics of the purple-gold flame were too obvious and could be recognized at a glance.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously slowed down her pace and continued to listen to the conversations of others.

"I'm afraid that Xuanguang Cave will make a big move this time."

"Hey, that's not necessarily the case."

The monk who was frightened before suddenly smiled again: "I tell you, not only did they not make a big fuss, they even deliberately controlled the news. Maybe they have offended some other big forces, or they are in the wrong."

"To what extent do they have to be in the wrong to endure this breath."

Others couldn't help smacking their lips when they thought of the news they had just heard. Could it be that the dignified immortal sect was really doing the thing of feeding monsters with monks?

They didn't dare to talk about this anymore.

"A bunch of big mouths..."

Xu Wanyun quickly caught up with them, and she found that Shen Yi didn't seem to care at all.

Let this group of people continue to shout.

In less than a month, the fact that Zi Yan Zhenren slaughtered the entire Zheng family will be known to the world.

"What are these people gathering here for?"

Shen Yi interrupted Xu Wanyun's idea of ​​whispering in advance.

I'm not deaf, so let them chat.

Who is Zi Yan Zhenren? Now he is Sui Mu Zhenren, with a pure aura, gentle and peaceful.

"Maybe he's bored."

Xu Wanyun was easily diverted from the topic. She looked to the side and said softly: "When you reach a certain level, burying your head in hard practice will only waste your life. Resources are the most important thing."

"But most of the treasures of heaven and earth have owners. If you want to fight for them, the risk is too great. You will die at any time."

"So they are all waiting to pick up the leak."

Shen Yi slightly side-eyed: "Whose leak is it?"

Xu Wanyun picked up her fingers and counted: "It should be Daqian now?"

Before she finished speaking, there was a commotion on the street again.

I saw several figures walking out of the restaurant door, with a strong aura, all of them were upper-level Hunyuan masters.

They were taciturn and had cold eyes.

As soon as they walked onto the long street, they were like wolves entering a flock of sheep.

They were dressed differently, but their temperaments were similar, and they were obviously from the same place.

"They are all from Daqian."

A Qing, who had been silent all the time, suddenly reminded them.

"How do you know?" Xu Wanyun looked curiously.

"The magic circle engraved on their boots is ours." A Qing whispered.

Hearing this, Xu Wanyun suddenly snorted: "It's really a waste of kindness. My family did so many things for them at the beginning. When we got into trouble..."

A Qing lowered his head and said nothing.

Xuanguang Cave and Daqian are allies, and it is self-evident who is more important. No matter how sincere the Xu family is to Daqian, it is not as important as the other party's ally.

However, Wu Miao didn't say a word from beginning to end, which still made the elders of the clan quite chilled.

"..."

Shen Yi was shot for no apparent reason.

He noticed that all the cultivators on the street, who had some strength, had become tense from their previous lazy state.

"We should be ready to pick up the bargain."

Xu Wanyun sorted out her emotions.

In fact, the entire Zhen Yao City serves the Immortal Gate and Daqian, and only these three have the courage and qualifications to enter the Thousand Monster Cave.

But soon she was a little confused: "Why didn't I see the golden body of the god? Logically speaking, every time Daqian enters the Thousand Monster Cave, at least one golden body should lead it."

The next moment, Xu Wanyun's face was a little numb.

I saw flames sweeping across the sky, and the scorching heat made the entire Zhen Yao City hazy.

A figure slowly landed.

With his hands empty and dressed in a white suit, he walked in front of the group of Daqian monks and said calmly, "Xuanguang Cave is involved in other things. I came here on the orders of my master."

Several Daqian monks looked a little relaxed: "Thank you, Senior Tang."

Ah Qing flipped through his booklet and excitedly grabbed Shen Yi's sleeve: "It's Tang Yuan."

"..."

Shen Yi looked down helplessly.

"He is the most famous genius under the tutelage of Qingfeng Zhenren in Wutong Mountain. He was born in a small country and grew up under the guidance of Yinshen cultivators. In the end, he was favored by Qingfeng Zhenren for his Hunyuan Dao and entered the realm of Huashen. He is only 1,900 years old."

Ah Qing quickly copied the other person's face on the booklet: "Brother Shen knows those places that mainly cultivate Yinshen. There is no Hunyuan Gongfa and sufficient resources. He relied on himself to get all the way up."

"Tsk."

Xu Wanyun bumped Shen Yi with her shoulder: "What's so great, I'm only more than 600 years old, how old are you?"

"Almost."

Shen Yi silently calculated that he had just been in this world for one year and four months.

"It seems so."

Ah Qing was stunned for a moment, and then put away the booklet.

Aren't there two people who are not inferior to Tang Yuan beside him?

"How many copies do you still need?"

Tang Yuan did not care about others and stood on the street and asked the people in front of him.

"We still need sixteen pieces of Suiguo."

The oldest man among the Daqian monks bowed in response.

"Have you found a cave in Xuanguang Cave?" Tang Yuan continued to ask concisely.

"We have found it... but the Blood Demon King has not died for long, and now there are dangers everywhere in the Thousand Demon Cave." The Daqian monk sighed.

"It's okay, just do your best."

Tang Yuan nodded slightly and took the jade slip handed over by the other party: "I am not a disciple of Wutong Mountain, but I am a disciple of Qingfeng Zhenren. If you trust Tang, everything will be arranged by me."

"Thank you for your understanding!"

Several Daqian monks bowed and saluted.

Seeing this, Xu Wanyun looked strange: "Daqian... when did it become so humble?"

In the books she had read since she was a child

The Martial Temple is guarded by more than ten Divine Transformation cultivators, dozens of upper-level Martial Immortals, and many Primordial Grandmasters. It is definitely a powerful force that transcends the world.

Now they would actually show such great courtesy to a registered disciple of Qingfeng Zhenren?