Purple Yang Fire is a secret technique not taught in Ziyang Palace. Only elite disciples or elders with extremely talented talents are qualified to use the fire pool to practice this technique.
This fire power is very powerful and is divided into three levels: purple gold, purple red, and purple gray.
The strongest level of purple-grey flame can only be mastered by Daoyang Zhenren in Ziyang Palace, and it is extremely powerful.
"boom!"
The flame storm that Daoyang Zhenren hit with all his strength collided with the golden lightning storm formed by Shen Lang's Jiuli Sword Formation, making a loud noise that shook the earth.
The entire hall was shaking like a magnitude 10 earthquake. The violent wind and heat wave swept all around. The tables and chairs in the hall were instantly reduced to ashes, and the solid walls and bricks were cracked layer by layer. ##26207590
The main hall of Ziyang Palace is made of extremely solid crystal stones, and its defense power is quite amazing. It can completely withstand attacks from Nascent Soul Stage monks for a while.
But the entire hall is riddled with holes, with cracks everywhere on the walls and floors, and it probably won't last long.
It has to be said that the power of Daoyang Zhenren's Purple Yang Fire is really not weak, and it can actually resist Shen Lang's full blow from the Jiuli Sword Formation!
But that's all. After the fire storm blocked the lightning storm, it was unable to continue.
Although the power of the lightning storm was offset, it turned into sword lights again, surrounding Master Daoyang tightly. #2.6207590
Shen Lang sneered and said: "Old dog Daoyang, is this all you have? It seems you are really old. If you only have this level, you'd better give in and beg for mercy now! Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences."
Master Daoyang's old face was extremely ugly. He never dreamed that Shen Lang's strength would reach this level. As the master of Ziyang Palace who has lived for nearly a thousand years, Master Daoyang was extremely conceited and wanted him to beg for mercy so quickly.
It's impossible.
"Little bastard, I admit that you have some abilities. But you think you can subdue me like this? What a daydream!"
Daoyang Zhenren shouted loudly and directly offered a magic weapon in the shape of a lotus. The lotus seemed to be carved from red jade, exquisite and gorgeous, and the surface was filled with a layer of light.^)
I saw Master Daoyang frantically pouring spiritual power into the lotus magic weapon. The lotus turned into a powerful fire, forming a huge fire lotus that enveloped Master Daoyang in it, and his defense power was fully activated.
"Then I'll try to see how much you, old guy, weigh!"
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and immediately activated a large amount of sword light to strangle Dao Yang Zhenren in the formation.
"Boohoo!"
The dense sword light hits the huge fire lotus, which is overwhelming.&%()
But unexpectedly, as soon as the sword light formed by the Jiuli Sword Formation touched the fire lotus, it was blocked by the purple-gray flames on the surface of the fire lotus, and did not cause any harm to the fire lotus.
"Little beast, this is the inherited treasure of Ziyang Palace, the Purple Sun Fire Lotus! With my Purple Sun Fire, both the attack and defense power have reached an appalling level, which is not something that you, a mere mid-level monk, can break through!"
Since eighty years ago, he has never fought with anyone. Knowing that there is no hope of breaking through to the stage of becoming a god, Master Daoyang is troubled and depressed all day long, which over time leads to a bad temper.
Now the fight with Shen Lang has greatly aroused Daoyang's warlike spirit.
This Purple Sun Fire Lotus is indeed an incredible magic weapon. It is originally a pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure, but ordinary Nascent Soul Stage monks cannot control it and can only use Purple Sun Fire to activate it. Its power is amazing.
"Stop bragging."
Shen Lang didn't believe in evil and frantically activated the Jiuli Sword Formation to attack the Fire Lotus.
The dense sword light was offset by the scorching heat as soon as it came into contact with the fire lotus. However, the sword light of the Jiuli Sword Formation was immortal unless the sword formation collapsed.
However, as the sword light continued to attack, the golden sword light gradually turned into crimson. Shen Lang suddenly found that his nine-handed Lei Ze lightsaber was burned into red by the high temperature of the fire lotus.
"Hahaha, little beast, although your sword array is sharp, trying to break through the defense of Fire Lotus is simply a dream. The extremely condensed Purple Sun Fire can burn everything. If you continue to attack for a while, your life will be destroyed. The magic weapon Flying Sword is probably going to be scrapped!" Master Daoyang laughed.
Shen Lang's face darkened. He had never seen such a defensive method before.
The Purple Yang Fire Lotus was indeed extraordinary. Shen Lang did not want to use up his Lei Ze lightsaber, so he simply stopped the sword light attack.
"Sir, although this fire lotus has amazing defensive power, it is also made of fire-attribute spiritual power. You might as well try attacking the fire lotus with the water-attribute ice soul mountain. It should have a stronger effect." Xiaorou immediately reminded.
Of course Shen Lang also knew this. He originally just wanted to keep a low profile and capture Dao Yang alive. The less people knew about it, the better. But he didn't expect that this old guy Dao Yang actually had some skills. It seemed impossible to keep a low profile.
"Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit!"
Shen Lang sacrificed the Ice Soul Mountain and at the same time performed the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit.
The golden ape pattern on his chest surged in golden light, and Shen Lang transformed into a mountain-bearing giant ape, directly causing the hall to collapse.
The giant ape picked up the Bingpo Mountain and swung it several times. The huge Ziyang Palace was completely destroyed.
"What's going on!"
"Oh my god, what do you think that is?"
"No way, why did a giant monster suddenly break into the palace?"
The monks who were still walking around the Ziyang Palace saw that the hall suddenly collapsed and a golden-haired giant ape appeared. Everyone showed a look of horror and horror. Without saying a word, Shen Lang used all his strength to move the Ice Soul Mountain, and the entire ice crystal mountain was destroyed by the giant. The ape is held in his hand, and the white cold wind lingers on the mountain, condensing into a layer of blizzard!
"Roar!"
The giant ape let out a wild roar, swung the ice soul mountain, and smashed it towards Daoyang Zhenren below.
Master Daoyang's face changed color. The Qingshan Giant Ape's aura was already very terrifying. He didn't expect Shen Lang to have a fake prehistoric spirit treasure! He underestimated this kid.
There was a loud "boom", and the freezing ice mountain hit the fire lotus condensed in front of Master Daoyang.
A violent force of extreme cold collided with the force of fire, resulting in a shocking explosion.
The entire Ziyang Palace was completely destroyed in the explosion and turned into desolation and ruins.
The collision of hot and cold released a large amount of mist. A fierce cold wind swept all around, and the bodies of low-level monks not far from the main hall were turned into ice slag.
The two gatekeeper disciples were the most unlucky. Before they could realize what had happened, they were swallowed up by the cold air and their bodies were turned into ice chips by the wind.
In the center of the hall, Daoyang Zhenren was wrapped in purple sun fire lotus, with his body hunched and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. A huge hole was made in the ground where he was standing.
Although the giant ape's violent blow did not defeat the fire lotus, it weakened a large amount of the power of the fire lotus. The power of the giant ape was too terrifying, and Daoyang Zhenren's aging body could not hold on, and was injured by a counter-shock force. .