The mysterious purple flame turned this whole forest into a sea of fire almost in the blink of an eye!
What was even more strange was, this purple flame seemed to actually know how to actively distinguish between the enemy and the friend.
When the weapon of the Xiao Clan's Supreme Martial Artist touched the purple fire, it instantly turned into molten iron, but Mo Qingwu and the others were completely surrounded by the firelight and were not harmed at all!
The fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist couldn't dodge but let out a scream, before he was turned into smoke by the fire.
Xiao Wufeng and Xiao Wuting were greatly taken aback, and the two reacted almost at the same time — They fled immediately!
However, a strange voice could be heard in the purple firelight. "What? You pushed this king to this point, and now you want to turn around and leave? How could that be so easy!"
