Chapter 5032

Shen Lang's face changed drastically, and he instantly realized that the old man in front of him was not the Supreme Dao Patriarch.

Seeing the purple flame approaching, Shen Lang felt a huge threat, and quickly cast his big move.

"Heaven-shattering blood blade!"

A wave of blood gushed out from behind him, turning into endless blood blades, and with unparalleled destructive power, pressed towards the oncoming purple fire.

"Small tricks!"

The group of purple flames made a mocking sound, and suddenly rolled up a raging flame storm, bursting out with unimaginable terrifying power, suppressing the blood blade with a destructive force.

"Oops!"

Shen Lang's face was earthy.

The power of the flame supernatural power released by the other party has reached at least the level of seventh-order magic, which shows that his own cultivation has reached the level of Shenquan, and he is definitely not an existence that he can compete with.

At a critical moment, Shen Lang flipped his hands and took out a fiery red light bead.

This is the life-saving item given by Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire!

Shen Lang resolutely stimulated the power in the light beads.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Accompanied by a sky-shattering sound of fire bursting, the entire Bajing Palace was roaring and trembling.

The flaming red light bead in Shen Lang's hand erupted into a destructive dark red flame, burning and devouring all the space in the Bajing Palace, and its power was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

"Primary fire!?"

The group of purple flames screamed in horror. He seemed to know the power of the flames, so he released the flame storm with all his strength, trying to resist the dark red flames.

Shen Lang kept releasing Zhu Rong's divine power in the light bead, turning it into an infinitely powerful primordial fire, constantly compressing the flame storm released by the purple flame, and soon trapped him in the flame hood formed by the primordial fire.

Seeing that he was surrounded by a large piece of primordial fire, the purple flame finally froze, and he shouted in horror: "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me, I have offended you, and I hope you will not kill me! "

Shen Lang's face was gloomy and cold, and he questioned: "What are you? Why are you in the Bajing Palace? Also, why are you pretending to be the Supreme Dao Patriarch?"

"Small... the little one is the direct disciple of Taishang Daozu. His body was destroyed in the chaos of the Hunyuan catastrophe in the early years, leaving only a wisp of Yuanshen trapped in the Bajing Palace." Purple Huoguang hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, how dare you lie to me when you're about to die? Really think I'm as easy to deceive as a three-year-old child!"

Shen Lang continued to urge the fiery red beam of light in his hand, releasing a large amount of primordial fire in one breath, burning the purple flame crazily.

Taishang Daozu has only one direct disciple of Daoist Randeng.

Besides, the character and character of Taoist ancestors on the ether would never accept such despicable disciples.

Shen Lang didn't even need to think about it, he could conclude that the other party must be telling lies.

"what!!!"

After being burned by the primordial fire, the purple fire light let out a tragic wail, and shouted loudly: "Daoist friend, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you, please show me your hand!"

"Since you want to save your life, why not tell the truth!" Shen Lang yelled, and withdrew the divine power of Zhu Rong in the light bead.

Purple Huoguang didn't dare to do tricks this time, and said tremblingly: "The little one is the lamp spirit of the Taishang Daozu's personal treasure 'Bajing Palace Lantern'. Just because the main body has been trapped in the Bajing Palace, it wants to seize the outsider. , to regain freedom."

"The lamp spirit of the Eight Views Palace Lantern?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows.

It is rumored that the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern is one of the four great spiritual lanterns in the fairy world. It is as famous as the Coffin Palace Lantern, Baolian Lantern, and Cuiguang Liangyi Lantern. It is indeed the personal treasure of the Taishang Taoist ancestor.

But the purple flame in front of him is just the spirit of the lamp, not the body of the lamp. Shen Lang immediately asked, "Where is the Eight Views Palace Lantern?"

The lamp spirit didn't dare to hide it, and replied cautiously: "It's on the futon."

Shen Lang's eyes quickly turned to the futon in the center of the hall.

A ray of primordial flames shot out from his fingertips, dissolving the restraint on the surface of the futon.

After the restriction was lifted, a lamp in the shape of a small tripod really appeared, with a simple shape and a mysterious atmosphere.

Shen Lang moved to the futon and picked up the tripod-shaped lamp.

The moment he picked up the Eight Views Palace Lantern, he could vaguely feel the Baolian Lantern and the Coffin Palace Lantern in his body tremble suddenly, which resonated with the Eight Views Palace Lantern.

There seems to be some connection between the four spirit lamps.

Reminiscent of urging the lotus lantern and the coffin palace lantern, the treasure holder needs to have enough heaven and earth energy.