I saw that on the tip of this huge ancient sword, there was an old man in purple standing in his hand, with a pale face and white hair, described as withered, and his wide robe was windless, but there was an occasional flash of light in his eyes.

On the sword body behind the old man, there were hundreds of monks sitting cross-legged, all of whom were dressed in purple clothes, with plain faces, and looked coldly at the monks under the giant sword.

At this moment, on the top of the mountain peak, all the Jindan monks who led the team suddenly stood up to greet the old man of the Zixiao Sect. Even the three Yuanying Cultivators of the Seven Star Sect who had not paid any attention to Duan Yanbin's arrival before were respectful and quietly waiting for the arrival of the giant sword.

In the blink of an eye, the giant sword landed in the middle of the peak, and the huge coercion it brought made the monks of the other sects at the top of the mountain retreat one after another, and the respect in their eyes deepened.

After all the disciples jumped off the giant sword, the old man in purple slowly walked to the top of the mountain, and the giant sword shrank quickly, and was put away by the old man in purple, and the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed in a blink of an eye.

"Lin Senpai!"

The leaders of the major sects all respectfully greeted the purple-clothed old man, but the purple-clothed old man only nodded lightly, and his gaze casually swept over all the disciples of the various sects present.

It's just that although the old man's gaze was flat, every disciple who was seen by him trembled, feeling a sense of supreme coercion and irresistibility.

Qiao Yun also felt this when he looked at the purple-clothed old man, and he was even more secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't know what kind of cultivation this old man was, and that kind of coercion could not be exuded even from the Yuanying Monk of the Seven Star Sect.

Fortunately, the purple-clothed old man did not have any malicious intent, but after glancing around, he withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "The entrance to the Illusory Flame Realm has not yet appeared, all the sect disciples are waiting in place, and the leaders of each sect have come to me to receive the teleportation jade slip." ”

After that, the purple-clothed old man took out thousands of teleportation jade slips from the storage ring, and the leaders of the various sects stepped forward one after another to receive them.

First of all, the Yuanying monks of the three major seven-star sects each took away three hundred teleportation jade slips, which were given to one hundred foundation building monks and two hundred qi cultivation monks in the sect, followed by nine six-star sects, each of which took away fifty teleportation jade slips, and then, the five-star sect and the four-star sect received them in turn, as for the leaders of some small sects, they could often only receive one or two pieces of jade slips, and even some sects did not have a team leader, but disciples came alone.

In the time of a stick of incense, all the teleportation jade slips were distributed, and after that, the entire mountain peak gradually calmed down, and all the monks sat cross-legged, waiting for the opening of the realm of phantom flames.

In this gap, Shen Xinhan organized Qiao Yun and the six of them to exchange communication beads, so that after entering the realm of phantom flames, although everyone was teleported to different directions, there were communication beads, and they could always find each other, so as not to lose contact.

"Look, what is that!" I don't know which disciple shouted, and almost all the monks looked not far away at the same time.

I saw that in the void not far from the place where everyone gathered, some distorted white marks suddenly appeared, which were still very faint at first, like clouds of smoke, but soon became clear.

The old man in purple, who was originally sitting on the top of the mountain, saw this vision, his eyes burst into essence, and at the same time, a pair of Zhenyuan big hands appeared in mid-air, and he suddenly pulled to the sides along the distorted white marks.

With a muffled sound, the white marks in the void were actually torn apart by the big hand of the True Yuan conjured up by the old man in purple, and within the torn white marks, bursts of white light were emitted, and the specific situation could not be seen clearly.

"There will only be a spatial weakness here once in a hundred years, and this teleportation formation can only support the time of a stick of incense. The opening time of the Illusory Flame Realm is one year, and after one year, even if you don't need to teleport the jade slip, it will be automatically teleported out by the Illusory Flame Realm. All disciples are now rushing in, good luck to you!"

As the words of the purple-clothed old man fell, hundreds of disciples of the Zixiao Sect took the lead in rushing into the formation above the mountain peak, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the white mang, dissipating.

The disciples of the three Seven Star Sects followed closely behind, followed by the disciples of the Six Star Sect, and Qiao Yun also entered the formation along with the rest of the Foundation Building Cultivators of the Blue Feather Sect.

As his body was completely wrapped in white mangs, Qiao Yun found that Ren Xiang, Shen Xinhan and the others who were originally beside him disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, a feeling of dizziness came, and Qiao Yun felt that this was caused by the power of teleportation, and he was not too worried.

Soon, Qiao Yun felt a solidity under his feet, and his eyes gradually became clearer. It's just that before Qiao Yun could stand still, a strong sense of crisis rose from the bottom of Qiao Yun's heart, Qiao Yun subconsciously turned his footwork sharply, and at the same time quickly took out the Cang Silent Sword and held it in his hand, slashing it behind him.

"Bell!" A clear sound came, Qiao Yun only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and his body swung backwards with this strength, and went away again.

When Qiao Yun's eyes gradually adapted to the surrounding environment, he immediately saw a purple-clothed young man attacking him in front of him, only to see that this person's eyes were narrow and long, and his jaw was slightly pointed, and he was looking at Qiao Yun coldly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The purple-clothed young man missed a blow, turned around and left, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, but Qiao Yun did not chase after him, because this person was a monk of the Great Perfection in the late stage of foundation building, and the long sword in his hand was also not ordinary, and after the confrontation with his own Silent Sword, he did not leave any trace.

After the purple-clothed young man left, Qiao Yun took a look at where he was, and found that he was surrounded by tall trees, which should be in a forest.

Feeling the incomparably rich aura around him, Qiao Yun sighed in his heart, the aura in this realm of Phantom Flame was much richer than that of the Qingyu Sect, and it must not be much better than the Zixiao Sect.

After confirming that he was safe, Qiao Yun quickly took out the communication beads from the storage bag, and contacted Ren Xiang and the five people one after another, wanting to remind them to beware of the sneak attack of the rest of the sect monks, but soon Qiao Yun found that his news was like a stone sinking into the sea and did not get a response.

Knowing that it might be because the distance was too far away, the news of the communication bead could not be transmitted, so Qiao Yun put away the communication bead, held the Silent Sword in his hand, let go of all his divine sense, and began to move forward carefully.

Within the scope of Qiao Yun's divine sense, there were all endless forests, and there were no other monks, even the purple-clothed young man from before had long since disappeared.

As he walked forward, Qiao Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, because Qiao Yun noticed that under a giant tree at the edge of his divine sense, there were actually seven agarwood flowers, this agarwood flower was a precious spirit grass, and it was also an auxiliary spirit grass needed to refine many high-grade elixirs.

Qiao Yun quickly came to the giant tree, took out the jade box, picked the seven agarwood flowers, and put them away, and his heart was full of expectations for the realm of phantom flames.

And as he continued to move forward, Qiao Yun did not see similar precious spirit grass again, and when he was a little lost in his heart, a small swamp appeared within the scope of his divine sense.

The swamp was surrounded by tall trees with muddy leaves, and in the middle of the swamp was a blooming lotus flower.

This lotus flower grows alone in the middle of the swamp, spreading out lilac petals, and in the middle of the pure white lotus platform grows twelve golden lotus seeds.

"Purple Leaf Golden Lotus!" Qiao Yun's heart jumped suddenly, and he quickly came to the side of the swamp without hesitation.

This purple-leaved golden lotus is an extremely rare spiritual grass, Qiao Yun has only seen the relevant introduction from the alchemy jade slip left by the master of the Fog Hidden Castle, it is said that the petals of this purple-leaved golden lotus can be used to refine a heaven-level first-grade pill called the Purple Lotus Pill, which has the miraculous effect of quickly repairing injuries, no matter how big or small the injury, it can be eliminated in an instant.

But what is more precious is the twelve lotus seeds of this purple-leaved golden lotus, according to the alchemy jade slip, the lotus seeds of this purple-leaved golden lotus can be used to cultivate the fire of heaven and earth, and when it is swallowed by the fire of heaven and earth, it can improve the quality of the fire of heaven and earth.

For this purple-leaved golden lotus, Qiao Yun was already bound to win, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice the Qingyun Sword at the moment, and then stepped on the Qingyun Sword, and quickly rushed towards the purple-leaved golden lotus in the center of the swamp.

It's just that just as Qiao Yun was about to approach the Purple Leaf Golden Lotus, suddenly, the originally calm swamp suddenly rolled up, and at the same time, a mud gushed out from under the swamp without warning, heading straight for Qiao Yun in mid-air.

Due to Qiao Yun's low flying and the suddenness of this mud, Qiao Yun couldn't avoid it for a moment, and was hit by this mud on the Qingyun Sword.

"Boom", Qiao Yun only felt that his body was overturned by a huge force, and even the person with the sword flew out directly, crashing into a giant tree far away, and actually broke the giant tree.

As half of the tree fell to the ground, bringing up dust in the sky, Qiao Yun got up from the ground after a while and spit out a mouthful of blood, and at this time, Qiao Yun's body and the Qingyun Sword on the side were covered with mud.

Qiao Yun stared at the swamp in the distance, and saw a pair of pale red eyes peeking out under the swamp not far from the purple leaf golden lotus, looking at him coldly, obviously it was this thing that attacked him before.

Although I didn't see the specific thing attacking me, it was obviously a demon beast, and it was also a demon beast of no low level. So Qiao Yun didn't act rashly, but first played a few clear water and dust removal tricks to clean up the dirt on his body and Qingyun Sword, and then sat cross-legged and quickly ran the mental mantra to quickly remove the injuries on his body.

When his body recovered again, Qiao Yun did not get up, but used his divine sense to control the Qingyun Sword on the ground on the side, soared into the air, and then flew quickly towards the Purple Leaf Golden Lotus.

The demon beast in the swamp saw the Qingyun Sword flying again, and shot out a piece of mud from its mouth, this mud was so fast and powerful that it was no less than the spell inspired by the Zhuji Monk, but Qiao Yun was already prepared this time, controlling the Qingyun Sword to make a turn in mid-air, and easily avoided this mud.