This huge purple lightning is like a huge purple dragon. The sound of the explosion and the roar of the crazy dragon are even more like the sound of the roar of the crazy dragon, causing the white clouds in the sky to twist, twist the void, and make the people who feel it tremble!

"The art of purple lightning, it turns out that their art of the house is the art of purple lightning."

In the distance, Zi Yan's voice had echoed in the ear curtains of Mengxue, Saint Maiden and others. The Saint's eyes were shocked and pondered.

Even though Long Yinyue, who was easy-going and calm, was free and easy, as if he didn't pay much attention to everything, was still moved when he saw this huge purple lightning, and this movement was a manifestation of shock. His eyes were concentrated on the purple lightning, and his voice seemed a little timid: "That powerful art of the house must be only Zi Yan and his house. This art must be a superior magical technique."

In contrast, among these people, Gu Xuanzi, who had the shallowest cultivation, showed the most shock. When he saw this huge purple lightning and watched the purple lightning spread for several miles, he was even suppressed by the waves and could not speak, as if he was breathing rapidly. After a moment of silence, he finally expressed his inner shock: "What kind of manor technique is such a powerful manor... what kind of manor is it from? Zi Yan and his master, who is!"

Honglian frowned slightly. This expression was not because of doubt, but also because of Gu Xuanzi's shock. It was just that the way it showed was different. As Gu Xuanzi finished speaking, she continued to speak and said, "Even our Tianya Village has such a powerful and superior magical technique. Although we don't know what kind of manor the Zi Yan's past was, it can be imagined that the manor that Zi Yan used to exist no longer exists. And their manor must have been a huge manor in the past, or in that day, it was a unique manor..."

The white fox who came here with Meng Xue, Saint Maiden and others was also the white fox with a dead aura in her body. She was not shocked too much about everything Zi Yan showed at this time. After all, all this seemed vulnerable to the white fox's eyes. Her body was not surrounded by white aura at this time. With her current cultivation power, she did not need to emit too much aura of cultivation. She could steadily stop in the air. Facing their words, the white fox's brow suddenly frowned, as if she had thought of something.

"When it comes to the courtyard, I suddenly remembered something." When everyone was shocked by Zi Yan's magical technique, the white fox suddenly spoke. This statement also made everyone turn their eyes away from Zi Yan's body and turn them onto Bai Fox.

Although they didn't say anything, it was still obvious from their silent expressions. They were waiting for the White Fox to continue speaking. After a moment of silence, the White Fox said: "I came too hastily before, and all this happened too suddenly. So I have some things that I forgot to tell you." The White Fox did think of something.

"What's the matter?" Gu Xuanzi always seemed impatient. He always felt upset about the words of the White Fox that he had not spoken for a long time. So when the White Fox finished speaking, he asked hurriedly.

The white fox did not look at Gu Xuanzi, but looked at the Saint. It seemed that there was something to ask the Saint, and said, "Saint, you have fought against that Tianyazhuang for countless years. Do you also have countless servants under your command?"

The saint didn't know what the white fox wanted to know. Although the white fox asked this, this was obviously not the point. So the saint nodded and said, "Yes, my servants have as many as 100,000, and now most of them are in the Lotus Palace."

"A hundred thousand. This is indeed a big number." Hearing this, the white fox said, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He continued, "Think about it, what would it be if the power of faith was poured into the body of a monk at the same time."

Hearing this, everyone's body trembled, and his eyes showed an incredible look, but only Meng Xue seemed to be more plain. Facing the words of the White Fox, she said, "Although there are as many as 100,000, its power of faith is also related to the soul purity of the monk. If the power of faith of the hundred thousand people is in front of a monk with a pure soul, their power of faith is not enough to match this monk with a pure soul. White Fox, is this all related to Bai Shi?"

The white fox nodded with a smile. The two dimples on his face were very charming. When Meng Xue finished speaking, in the curiosity and suspicion of everyone, the white fox continued to speak: "Yes, all this is indeed related to Bai Shi. When you were in the mining village, you saw the changes in the lake's fluctuations. If you pay attention, it will not be difficult to find that there was a fluctuation that was several times stronger than before... This is because when Bai Shi emitted the magical power of water element, he had an extremely pure power of faith that was poured into his body. This power of faith increased Bai Shi's cultivation power several times in an instant!"

This statement made Gu Xuanzi, Honglian and others look at each other and then take a breath of cold air. They believe in the words of the White Fox, so Honglian said in shock: "No wonder that the Master Manshan wants to collect the power of faith."

The white fox nodded and continued, "The monks are in the same class, and monks with more faith must have the upper hand. So when you talked about the issue of the manor before, I remembered this problem."

The saint seemed to understand something, and after a smile, he said, "Bai Fox, do you mean to ask me to go back to the third day and inform my servants about Shiroshi. Let them worship Shiroshi and then export the power of faith?"

The saint's straightforward words made the white fox smile slightly stalemate and said, "It's true."

The saint did not refuse, and she did not intend to refuse. She said without hesitation: "What is there, as long as my saint can do it, it will be unavoidable. Since this matter is helpful to Bai Shi, then after Zi Yan kills Zilong, I will set off immediately."

"This is not simple. Let's take action together and kill Zilong immediately." Gu Xuanzi said hurriedly.

Long Yinyue smiled, looked at Gu Xuanzi, and said, "No, this matter is between Zi Yan and Zi Long. Although we can easily kill Zi Long, since Zi Yan said that he used the art of the courtyard to fight, it means that he doesn't want us to intervene... He wants to kill Zi Long himself."

Meng Xue nodded, expressed her agreement with Long Yinyue's words, and said, "Yes, this is Zi Yan's decision."

As Meng Xue's words fell, no one else continued to say it, and now he turned his attention to the air. With this turn, they immediately saw that the purple lightning emitted by purple flames, the purple lightning like a mad dragon, was galloping towards the purple dragon quickly, and on the way to gallop, the huge purple lightning was gradually getting bigger.

Because of distance, they could not see the purple dragon's expression clearly. At this time, the purple dragon's expression was filled with a strong shock. His eyes were like others, condensed on the purple lightning, and under this condensation, the purple sword in his hand suddenly pointed at the sky. Under this finger, a violent purple lightning suddenly roared out from the tip of his sword. And while the purple lightning roared out, purple lightning also rose up around the purple dragon's body.

"Purple Lightning Art!"
Chapter completed!