993: C993 Blue Flames

C993 Blue Flames

The face of the immortal in the mirror grew grave and vanished in a flash, but the voice came: "Wait a moment. This immortal will be back soon!"

"Yes!" Shun Chengzi answered respectfully. He knelt in front of the mirror and waited quietly.

He waited for six hours. He did not dare to think about anything else. He stood straight and looked straight ahead, as if he had turned into a wooden sculpture.

Buzz!

The purple-green copper mirror's immortal aura flickered, and a person appeared inside. He was no longer an immortal, but an old man with an immortal aura.

"Shun Chengzi from the Lingxiao Palace in the lower realm has seen Celestial Immortals before!" Shun Chengzi kowtowed respectfully.

"En, no need to be overly polite. Tell this sovereign about the specific situation!" The old man's voice was ethereal.

"Yes!" Shun Chengzi knelt straight and once again described the Black Dragon in detail.

The old man frowned when he heard that. He let out a long sigh and said, "The will of heaven. This is all the will of heaven. This sovereign had already divined a divination 500,000 years ago. The divination indicated that an accident had happened to the Black Dragon Clan, but it was unable to detect any clues. Later on, he forgot about it. He never thought that it would really happen. Fine, just wait for two days. Someone will naturally go and annihilate the Black Dragon Clan. Although Tu Jie was reborn, he was imprisoned for a million years. He was no longer the Black Dragon King who looked down on the Immortal Realm. There was no need to worry. These two days, Send someone to search for Tu Jie. Remember not to alert the enemy!"

"Yes, I will obey the Immortal Decree!" Shun Chengzi was overjoyed. If someone from Immortal Realm killed Tu Jie and the Black Dragon Race, and then used the Immortal's name to intimidate the rebel army, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?

En, let's find some treasures first. When the Immortal Envoy arrives, we will give them to him so that he can ask the Immortal Envoy for help.

After the light from the purple-green mirror dimmed, Shun Chengzi left the seven-story building in a hurry. He immediately called for a meeting of elders to arrange two tasks. The first task was to send more Feng Xin Guards to find out where Tu Jie was. They had to be accurate. The second task was to send the elders back to pick the treasures and personally gift them to the immortal envoys of Immortal Realm. Perhaps they would be chosen by the immortal envoys, and giving them some pointers would bring them endless benefits.

All the elders were excited. Not everyone had the right to see the immortal envoys personally. They quickly dispersed and went to search for the treasures. The elders praised Shun Chengzi's decision.

In fact, Shun Chengzi was also buying people's hearts. He made the elders below feel grateful and solved the problem of the treasures. It was not that he cared about the treasure, but he did not know the interests and hobbies of the immortal envoys and could not satisfy them. However, there were many elders. A person's treasure might not be able to enter the eyes of the immortal envoys. There were twenty or thirty elders, and one or two of them must be in the eyes of the immortal envoys.

It could be said that Shun Chengzi's actions showed his magnanimity, and he didn't specialize in the beauty of the immortal envoys, but also in the wide array of treasures, killing two birds with one stone.

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Feng Yimo flew with Qiu Yingying for more than ten days and arrived at a place according to Qiu Yingying's directions.

During these ten days, they were lucky that they did not encounter any medicinal Void Beasts. Although they encountered meteorites, they managed to escape safely under Feng Yimo's Wind Wings.

In front of them, a void whirlpool appeared and disappeared. It should be searching for the entrance to the Fire Spirit of Immortal Sky.

Feng Yimo reached out and grabbed Qiu Yingying's left hand. Although he was separated by the soft armor, he could feel the warmth of Qiu Yingying's small hand. However, he did not have any distracting thoughts in his mind. Before he entered the void vortex, he left a transmission talisman.

Qiu Yingying was pulled back by a strange man. Under the armor, her pretty face blushed and her heart beat uncontrollably. Although he did it for his own good, it was still hard for him to accept. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he broke free.

Feng Yimo did not have much. He raised his head and looked into the distance.

This was a dull space. There was yellow soil everywhere. There were even some places that were charred black. There was a trace of heat in the air and fire origin energy was more abundant.

Perhaps there really was an Immortal Fire Spirit in such a place. Feng Yimo was filled with anticipation. With a sway of his body, he dashed forward.

Qiu Yingying put away her blue armor and revealed her beautiful figure. She followed closely.

The two of them flew for more than a thousand miles and arrived at the peak of a mountain range.

This mountain range stretched across for over three thousand miles. The mountain was full of jagged rocks and was bare. There was no vegetation. Moreover, the reason Feng Yimo chose this mountain range was because he wanted it to be a mountain range. At the peak of the mountain range, there was a huge Magma Pool that was oval shaped. The widest part of the Magma Pool was eight hundred meters and the narrowest part was five hundred meters. Dark red magma was rolling and boiling inside the Magma Pool. Traces of hot air were dissipating. From time to time, bubbles would burst out of the Magma Pool and explode.

"Fellow Taoist Feng, do you think the Fire Spirit of Immortal Sky will show up here?" Qiu Yingying landed beside Feng Yimo. She looked at the tumbling Magma Pool in surprise and asked.

Feng Yimo smiled and waved his hand. The red Ying Loong appeared above the Magma Pool. Ying Loong was about to speak when he heard Feng Yimo's order. "Go, go down and see what's underneath the magma!"

How could Ying Loong dare to say no? He hurriedly waved his dragon tail and turned into a red light. He turned his head down and shot towards the Magma Pool.

Ying Loong was a dragon that specialized in fire. He was not afraid of flames or magma. Of course, he did not dare to use Asura Black Heart Flames like Spiritual Flames.1

Qiu Yingying saw a dragon suddenly appear. Although it was smaller, it still revealed an expression of disbelief. "Fellow Taoist Feng, is this your spiritual pet?"

Feng Yimo smiled and nodded. "Yes, it is a Ying Loong. Its power is weaker."

Qiu Yingying's eyes revealed an envious look. She said, "Haha, Fellow Taoist Feng is really lucky. The weakest dragon is also a dragon. It is much stronger than ordinary spiritual pets. This is enviable."

Feng Yimo smiled again and did not respond.

His Divine Sense followed Ying Loong deeper into the Magma Pool. The moment Ying Loong entered the Magma Pool, Feng Yimo's special Divine Sense had attached itself to Ying Loong's body. Therefore, he could see the situation in front of him clearly through where Ying Loong passed.

He did not expect that the Magma Pool was still very deep. Ying Loong had dived 1300 meters deep and had yet to reach the bottom. There was thick magma all around him. Even if Ying Loong was a dragon, it would take a lot of effort to swim in the magma.

At the beginning, Feng Yimo's Divine Sense did not feel any discomfort. However, when it reached 21,000 meters deep, Feng Yimo felt a slight pain in his Divine Sense. It felt like it was being burned.

As Ying Loong continued to dive deeper, just as Feng Yimo's Divine Sense was about to collapse, a blinding light appeared in the dim Magma Pool.

"Let's go and take a look!" Feng Yimo ordered Ying Loong.

Ying Loong immediately swam toward the light.

When he came close, Feng Yimo saw what the light was.

It was a ball of blue flame. It was only as thick as a thumb and an inch tall. The light was like a blue star. In the core, there was a tiny crystal core. A wave of Fire Origin Qi was emitted.

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