Chapter 99 Purple Spirit
Chen Yun touched his chin, looked at the old monster Chihuo floating in the air, and thought to himself:

"Zi Ling had no idea that the helper she had found with so much difficulty would actually be with the old monster Ji Yin."

In the original novel, if Zi Ling had not summoned the old monster Chihuo, she might not have been defeated by the possessed Wu Chou.

After all, the leader of the Yinsha Sect has reached the late Jindan stage, and he is supported by several Jindan cultivators and the Miaoyin Sect.

Even if you can't win, it shouldn't be a problem to survive. It won't end up in such a tragic way.

"Boom."

With a roaring sound.

At this moment, the dark clouds rolled, and a woman in purple palace dress flew out from it.

The woman had a slender figure with a graceful and graceful body, but there was a faint purple aura covering her face, so her true appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Purple Spirit!"

Looking at the purple-dressed woman floating down, a smile appeared on Chen Yun's lips.

This person is none other than Fairy Zi Ling, who is known as the most beautiful woman in Chaos Star Sea. Her original name is Wang Ning and she possesses an excellent physique for practicing magic.

Seeing Zi Ling falling, Fan Jingmei and Zhuo Ruting hurriedly went to meet her.

"Junior Sister Wang, why is Old Monster Chi here?"

Zhuo Ruting frowned slightly and couldn't help asking, "Did you invite him? But there's no need for that."

Fan Jingmei looked solemn, with a hint of uneasiness on her face, and echoed:
"Yes, this old monster is not easy to provoke. It is easier to invite him than to send him away. After all, our manpower is more than enough."

Zi Ling ignored the two girls' concerns and said calmly, "Do you two sisters really think that the cultivators who robbed the goods last time are all the other party's men?"

Hearing this, Fan Jingmei was startled, and immediately reacted and asked:

"Junior sister, could it be that the other side has another difficult person?"

Zhuo Ruting also showed a surprised look.

Zi Ling nodded and said casually: "I received news that there is a leader in the late Jindan stage in the other party's lair."

"The helpers that the two sisters had gathered were still a little weak, so we went to Yuangui Island and persuaded the old monster Chihuo to take action."

Hearing this, the two girls looked at each other half-believing and half-doubting, and said no more.

Obviously, the two girls also knew that Zi Ling must have paid a considerable price to persuade a figure like the old monster Chihuo to take action.

But now is obviously not the time to discuss these things.

At the same time, Zi Ling's beautiful eyes moved slightly. She looked at the other monks on the top of the mountain, nodded, and seemed quite satisfied.

"The number of Jindan cultivators invited by the two senior sisters is more than I expected. With the help of old monster Chihuo, we must kill all these evil cultivators on this trip to avenge my mother's murder!"

Zi Ling's words suddenly became extremely cold and full of murderous intent.

"Don't worry, the two of us will definitely avenge the Sect Master."

Zhuo Ruting brushed her black hair and spoke slowly.

"Yes, the Sect Master has been very kind to both of us. We will destroy each other even if we have to sacrifice our own lives."

Mrs. Fan also agreed for the first time with a serious expression.

After hearing this, the woman in purple was somewhat moved and bowed deeply to the two women.

"Thank you two senior sisters for your help this time. Just like we agreed beforehand, as long as you can avenge my mother."

Zi Ling looked determined and said to the two girls:

"The position of the leader of Miaoyin Sect should be taken by one of the two sisters. Wang Ning will never covet this position."

Hearing Zi Ling's words, Zhuo Ruting's face showed a complicated expression, her cherry lips moved slightly, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

In contrast, a hint of joy flashed in Fan Jingmei's eyes. Although her expression remained calm, she could not hide her inner joy.

After Zi Ling finished talking to the two girls, she flew back into the clouds with her clothes fluttering, like a fairy.

More than a dozen rays of light of various colors shot out from the mountain peak, forming a loose formation and flying all the way to the north.

Chen Yun’s spiritual awareness is so strong that even the old monster Chihuo, who is at the peak of the Jindan stage, cannot match Chen Yun.

The words of the women naturally fell into his ears clearly.

Chen Yun put his hands behind his back, stepped on the Liuyun Shuttle, looked at the dark clouds not far away, and followed them slowly.

The group galloped for half an hour and finally stopped on a deserted island.

As soon as everyone landed on the island.

Then a female cultivator from the Miaoyin Sect who was in the early stage of foundation building came up to her and bowed to Zi Ling, saying:
"Disciple has been keeping watch here. Those evil cultivators are all in their lair and have not gone out."

Hearing this, Zi Ling nodded slightly, turned around and said to the monks: "Everyone, take a rest for a while, we will attack early tomorrow morning."

Seeing this, Chen Yun randomly found a stone cave and sat cross-legged to rest.

"The Ji Yin ancestor who possessed Wu Chou is quite powerful."

Chen Yun gently touched a golden gourd with his right hand and muttered in his heart: "But because it is possessed by Wu Chou, the most taboo things are still the Tiandu Corpse Fire and the Tiandu Demon Corpse."

In the original novel, the strength of the Tiandu demon corpse is at the middle stage of the Jindan realm.

The old ancestor Ji Yin has a total of eighteen in his hands, but I don't know how many he will carry with him when he goes out in the form of Wu Chou this time.

In addition, the Tiandu Corpse Fire is also a means of the Nascent Soul stage. If one has the evil-repelling divine thunder in one's hand, one can naturally deal with it easily.

“I wonder if the three divine thunders I now control can compete with it.”

Chen Yun muttered something in his heart, then slowly closed his eyes and took a rest.

Nothing happened all night.

The next day, just as the sky was getting light, the cultivators appeared silently in the sky above the "evil cultivator's lair".

Chen Yun looked at the island in front of him and found that it was a small, dark island, only a few miles in radius.

It doesn't look like a place for cultivators to rest.

"Zi Ling is still young, but she is eager for revenge."

Chen Yun muttered to himself and shook his head slightly.

If Zi Ling was more careful, she would surely find out that all this was Wu Chou's conspiracy.

Zi Ling, who was seeking revenge for her mother, obviously did not notice all this, and spoke indifferently:

"Kill without mercy!"

Upon hearing this, a strange laugh came from the old monster Chihuo in the dark clouds.

Then, several red lightning bolts fell, easily destroying the formation outside the island.

Seeing the formation destroyed, the remaining monks no longer hesitated and rushed down.

The old monster Chihuo broke the formation violently, which naturally alarmed the monks on the island early on.

After several sharp screams, nearly forty or fifty rays of light of various colors rose on the island, and a large group of cultivators came to meet them, led by three Jindan stage cultivators. When they saw the people from Miaoyin Sect in front of them, they couldn't help but be stunned.

But before they could react, Mrs. Fan blurted out "hit", then released a silver wheel magic weapon and attacked first.

Seeing this, the other monks also took action without hesitation.

Suddenly, various lights splashed in the sky, and shrieks rose. Seeing this, Chen Yun flicked his wrist and casually took out a top-level flying sword, casually dealing with several foundation-building monks.

As for the three Jindan cultivators in the lead, they were pulled into the black cloud by the magic of the old monster Chihuo, and they let out a series of shrill screams.

Thanks to the attack of the old monster Chihuo, who was at the peak of the Jindan stage, most of these cultivators were killed right away.

"who are you!"

At this moment, a roar was heard from a distance.

I saw several white arcs of light flying out from the island.

There were five Jindan cultivators floating in the air. The leader had a very high level of cultivation, having reached the late Jindan stage, while the four below him were in the early Jindan stage.

"Who are you? How dare you slaughter our disciples of the Hidden Evil Sect? I will make you pay with blood!"

The middle-aged man in the lead took a quick look at the few remaining disciples in the field, his expression extremely sinister.

After hearing this, everyone else was stunned, and some smart people even turned their eyes to the Fairy Zi Ling and Fan Jingmei who were leading the group.

How come this robber didn't realize at all that someone had come to his doorstep, and instead spoke so confidently?

Some of the smart ones among them couldn't help but hesitate and looked at Fairy Zi Ling, Madam Fan and other women who were leading the group.

A layer of suspicion also appeared in Fairy Zi Ling's clear and beautiful eyes. When she was about to say something, someone shouted and rushed out.

"Stop talking nonsense, you all deserve to die."

The person who spoke was Elder Zhao who was beside Fan Jingmei. He raised his right hand and a beam of fire about ten feet in size rushed towards the middle-aged monk.

The cow-breeding monk was furious when he saw this.

With a "huff", a grayish-white demonic energy over ten feet high emerged from his body. The grayish-white energy rolled rapidly and instantly turned into a huge, phosphorous, ghost face.

As soon as this ghost face appeared, it opened its mouth wide and rushed forward viciously.

The fire released by Elder Zhao just plunged into the huge mouth of the ghost face and disappeared in a flash.

Then, the ghost face rushed straight towards Elder Zhao without stopping.

Immediately, Elder Zhao showed a look of panic.

He flew back to the crowd at a speed faster than when he flew out, and after a few flashes, he shouted loudly:

"Everyone, come together. This guy is a cultivator in the late Jindan stage. We are no match for him if we fight him alone."

After hearing these obviously inflammatory words, two Jindan stage cultivators and some foundation building stage disciples of Miaoyin Sect actually sacrificed their magic weapons.

But soon, Chen Yun's lips moved slightly, and he sent a message to Zi Ling: "There is something fishy about this matter."

Zi Ling is also a smart person. After hearing Chen Yun's reminder, she reacted immediately.

"Wait a minute, there's something fishy going on here!"

The purple-robed woman also noticed something wrong and coldly rebuked the Miaoyin Sect disciples.

But the monks from Miaoyin Sect were completely indifferent. They continued to attack the ghost head as if they were ignoring it.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the monks who had not taken action moved slightly, and they all realized that there was a problem.

The middle-aged monk opposite was not a stupid person either, and he also noticed the strangeness of the matter.

After a slight pause, he decisively waved at the ghost head. The ghost head let out a strange roar, opened its mouth, and countless gray-white light balls spewed out of its mouth, instantly knocking all the magic weapons and magic treasures to the ground, and took the opportunity to fly back to this person.

Zhao Zheng, who took action, was the first to stand out, standing alone in front of everyone.

Zi Ling looked at Chen Yun deeply, nodded slightly, then looked at the middle-aged cultivator in the distance and said, "Who can tell me what happened?"

"What's going on? You killed so many of our disciples for no reason and even ask our sect leader about it." The middle-aged man said coldly, his eyes turning into a strange emerald green.

"You robbed our Miaoyin Sect's goods and killed our Sect Master. You must have done it." Zi
The woman in clothes stared into the other person's eyes and asked slowly without any emotion.

"Nonsense, although we in the Hidden Evil Sect rarely interact with outsiders, how could we do such a despicable thing."

The middle-aged man said loudly with an angry look on his face.

After hearing this, the woman in purple fell silent, but a cold look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

After hearing these words, the others realized something and their expressions changed.

"It seems that both of us have fallen into someone's trap."

Madam Fan suddenly walked out from the crowd of monks and spoke slowly.

"Humph, you fell into the trap, not us."

The middle-aged man said grimly with a face as gloomy as water.

Hearing this, Zi Ling's eyes became gloomy and cold, while Fan Jingmei on the side looked bewildered.

"Elder Zhao, Elder Fu, shouldn't you two give us an explanation?"

Fairy Zi Ling slowly turned around, stared at the two people in the crowd, and spoke calmly.

Following the icy voice of Fairy Zi Ling, the eyes of the other cultivators suddenly turned to somewhere in the crowd.

Elder Zhao and another middle-aged Confucian scholar were standing there with expressionless faces.

This Confucian scholar was another elder of the Miaoyin Sect who often followed Zhuo Ruting.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Fan and Zhuo Ruting both thought of something and their faces looked extremely ugly.

Among them, Mrs. Fan looked the worst, and seemed quite angry and frustrated.

After all, he had sacrificed his body in order to recruit Elder Zhao, but he ended up losing more than he gained.

"what?"

Chen Yun let out a light exclamation, suddenly turned sideways and looked into the void not far away.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, he spotted a hidden figure there.

Just as Chen Yun noticed the approaching person, the angry roar of the old monster Red Fire was heard from the dark clouds:
"Who's sneaking around there!"

Following closely, a series of lightning and fire flew out from the clouds and attacked somewhere nearby like a snake.

The light in the originally empty place suddenly dimmed, and a large black gas exploded out of nowhere, swallowing up all the thunder and fire. Then a short young man appeared there.

"Uchou!!!"

Everyone in the Yinsha Sect's face changed drastically and they stared at Wu Chou fiercely.

But the middle-aged man in the lead had a strange expression on his face. While staring at Wu Chou, he even revealed a hint of fear.

After all, the leader of the Yinsha Sect is the disciple of the old monster Jiyin, so it is normal for him to know Wu Chou.

“Hehe, you are indeed worthy of being the famous Scarlet Fire Monster. You can actually see through my young master’s secret concealment technique.”

Wu Chou glanced at everyone present nonchalantly, his eyes falling on the dark clouds.

"Humph"

A cold snort came from the dark clouds, and there was no other sound, which made Wu Chou's face gloomy.

"Could it be that the things happening here are caused by you, Jiyin Island?"

Zi Lingqi's breasts trembled as she pointed at Wu Chou and shouted angrily.

(End of this chapter)