The innate purple fire of Taoism is rooted in the two qi of yin and yang, and burns the most powerful Tao fire formed by the two qi of yin and yang.
Only those who are extremely skilled in cultivation within the Tao sect are capable of cultivating Tao fire.
Obviously, Wang Linlang is a person who has cultivated the innate Tao Fire. His body is surrounded by purple fire, making it difficult for the surrounding sky fire to get close to Wang Linlang.
Fang Lin looked at Wang Linlang, who was standing in the sea of fire with a smile on his face and looking at Fang Lin.
"The Ancient Flame God Lamp is your greatest support. Now that these flames can't do anything to me, what other methods do you have?" Wang Linlang said, slowly walking towards Fang Lin under the protection of the innate Dao Fire.
Fang Lin's expression remained as usual, without any change, and he said, "You underestimate the Ancient Flame God Lamp."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the sky fire around him suddenly became more powerful, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was continuously devoured by the sky fire, making the fire grow stronger.
The reason why the sky fire is a sky fire is not only because it is born in the depths of the sky, but also because this fire can use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a guide to increase its own fire power, which is similar to Wang Linlang's innate Tao fire that burns the yin and yang qi.
As the fire surged, Wang Linlang's innate Tao fire became somewhat stretched. The purple fire was suppressed by the sky fire, and the flame became weaker and weaker.
Wang Linlang frowned. As he waved his hands, the surrounding flames were immediately suppressed by a force and became very weak.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Linlang ran directly in front of Fang Lin with purple fire, and shot out both palms, trying to kill Fang Lin under his palms.
Fang Lin snorted coldly, his left hand turned into a unicorn, and his right hand turned into a real dragon. Both fists came out to shake Wang Linlang's palms.
There was a bang, and as the two fists collided, the entire space became distorted. Then the two of them retreated, Fang Lin retreated further, and his body shook slightly.
A trace of purple Tao fire stained Fang Lin's fist, trying to burn the Qilin suit on Fang Lin's body.
However, Fang Lin just shook his fist, and the purple fire was absorbed by the power of the Yanshen Ancient Lamp. Fang Lin could clearly feel that the Yanshen Ancient Lamp had so much more power, which was obtained from the purple Dao. fire.
The improvement of the Ancient Flame God Lamp also gave Fang Lin a little more strength in his body, but this improvement was almost nothing and had no effect.
The next moment, the two were fighting together again. Fang Lin relied on the power of two demon bones, coupled with the power provided by the ancient flame god lamp, and the martial arts of the temple, he was barely able to fight this Wang Linlang to a close. burden.
Wang Linlang's strength is obviously far superior to Fang Lin. After all, he is a great immortal, and his strength is no joke.
Although Fang Lin could compete with him, he was always at a disadvantage and was suppressed by Wang Linlang in every aspect.
As time went by, Fang Lin gradually showed a trace of defeat.
"After all, you are just a spiritual source!" Wang Linlang shouted, and seven bright stars appeared behind him and suddenly rushed towards Fang Lin.
Fang Lin said nothing, holding the Bone Dragon Spear in his hand, and shattered all the seven stars that were whizzing towards him.
These seven stars were transformed by Wang Linlang's power and contained the Qi of the Great Immortal. Although the White Bone Dragon Spear in Fang Lin's hand was as hard as a dragon bone, when he shattered the sixth star, the gun body had already appeared. After the cracks were discovered and the seventh star was barely shattered, the Bone Dragon Spear in Fang Lin's hand completely cracked.
Not only that, Fang Lin himself also suffered a big impact. At this moment, his internal organs were aching, and the burden brought by the Ancient Flame God Lamp on the body was increasing, making Fang Lin miserable.
But Fang Lin never let Wang Linlang notice it. Even though his body was about to reach its limit, Fang Lin kept holding on. He must not let a master like Wang Linlang see the clues, otherwise he would definitely lose.
"The Great Immortal is really powerful. After all, the gap in cultivation is too big. If I were in the Small Immortal realm, fighting against Wang Linlang wouldn't be so difficult." Fang Lin said secretly in his heart, with a bit of helplessness.
Although Fang Lin is extremely talented, has great opportunities, and does not lack any resources. He can make whatever elixir he wants by himself. It can be said that Fang Lin is the one who is most in need of elixirs in the world.
Even though there are many elixirs in the Dan Alliance, it is impossible for the Dan Alliance to refine some of the elixirs that have lost their heritage and some obscure elixirs.
But Fang Lin is different. He knows countless elixir prescriptions, and no matter what kind of elixir he has, he can't be troubled.
Fang Lin is only in his early twenties now, and he has already entered the spiritual source realm. This is an unimaginable promotion speed for any warrior. It is no exaggeration to describe him as a peerless genius.
But Fang Lin's cultivation time is still too short. People have practiced successfully and failed for thousands of years. No matter how talented he is and how good his opportunities are, he can't catch up in just a few years.
This is very unrealistic. A strong person like Wang Linlang has to cultivate for hundreds or even thousands of years before he can achieve what he is today.
Fang Lin fully expected to start from the Zixia Sect, but he had only been practicing for five or six years.
If Fang Lin didn't have the two demon bones on his body, the seven ancient flame god lamps, and the temple martial arts, then even if Fang Lin was in the spiritual source realm, he probably wouldn't be able to crush people in the same realm.
But no matter what, no matter how great the gap in realms and disparity in strength, Fang Lin still has to defeat Wang Linlang. If he can't defeat him, how can he go to the Seven Star Tower and rescue Dugu Nian under the tower
What's more, there must be more powerful people in Taoism than Wang Linlang, and there are also many people in the three religions who are stronger than Wang Linlang.
Especially that mysterious woman, Fang Lin was most afraid of her. If she appeared, how should he deal with it
These are all troubles, and what Fang Lin has to do now is to defeat Wang Linlang in front of him so that he cannot become his obstacle.
The Bone Dragon Spear had been shattered, and Fang Lin used the power of the real dragon demon bone to condense the Bone Dragon Spear again.
"Although the Ancient Flame God Lamp still has power to provide to me, my physical body can no longer bear it. Next, I have to rely on the power of the elixir." Fang Lin murmured to himself, patted the Nine Palace Bag, and took out a A brown pill.
Wang Linlang narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Fang Lin taking out the elixir. He knew that Fang Lin was an alchemist, and he was also a very talented alchemist. In terms of alchemy, he defeated Yu Qingcheng of the Taoist sect.
But Wang Linlang doesn't think that Fang Lin can turn things around with just one pill. Unless he takes some unimaginable pill of the eighth or ninth grade and immediately breaks through to the realm of immortality, otherwise, Fang Lin Defeat is inevitable.
ps: third update