Purple Fire!
Ye Lingyue saw the Purple Fire, her expression changed slightly, pondering whether to confront Yue Mubai head-on with the Gray Fire.
Even Master Wuya was moved, not expecting Yue Mubai to be so heavy-handed against Ye Lingyue.
The temperature of the Purple Fire was extraordinarily high, turning the entire stage into a sea of flames.
Di Shen saw this, and with Evil Qi swirling around his Nine Dragon Chant sword, he sprang forward, no longer caring about any master's orders. His eyes, like ink jade dipped in water, emitted a mysterious light.
But just as Di Shen became furious, black flames erupted from the ground.
The black flames were like the darkness before dawn, like an abyssal black hole, devouring the Purple Fire completely.
The arrogance on Yue Mubai's face vanished instantly.
Only to see, a purple shadow accompanied by the long screech of a raptor descended from the sky.
"Just because she is my disciple, no one can (touch her)."
