But in response to Fang Lin's threat, the portrait showed no restraint, as if it could not hear his words at all, and was still immersed in its own world and laughing non-stop.
"Burn...burn it."
Bei Gongyuan almost died several times at the hands of this evil sect. He never thought that he would dare to be so arrogant after being discovered. He suddenly felt angry and said angrily. As he spoke, Bei Gongyuan quickly left Fang Lin.
He grabbed the lighter in his hand, grabbed a piece of waste paper next to him, lit it, and threw it towards the calligraphy and painting.
This was the only way Bei Gongyuan could think of, but what he never imagined in his dreams was that the calligraphy and painting seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. No matter how intense the fire underneath was, there was no spark attached to it.
, let alone want to burn it to ashes.
"Little doll, your firepower is not enough! Why don't you get a spray gun and try it?"
Looking at the anxious Bei Gongyuan, who was blushing and thick-necked, the man smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a straight line.
"Young Master Fang, this..." The man was indeed very angry, but Bei Gongyuan had no other choice but to suppress the anger in his heart and look at Fang Lindao helplessly.
"It's okay, leave it to me."
After taking a deep breath of the cigarette, Fang Lin said as calm as water.
"Leave it to you to find the spray gun?
Hey, don't tell me, you really have some skills, you can actually find traces of this god.
How about introducing yourself first?"
He glanced at Fang Lin casually, and the man still joked nonchalantly.
"Okay! Then let's start your performance! You are not subdued and controlled by the remnants of the Fuxi Clan. You are quite capable."
Fang Lin retorted very simply.
"Asshole, I want you to introduce yourself.
Who do you think you are?
Do you deserve to know the identity of this god?
Um?
You...how do you know the Fuxi Divine Clan?
What the hell are you?"
Fang Lin almost burst out of anger at what he said. Just after he cursed, the man's eyes suddenly showed a hint of disbelief, and his tone became a little softer.
But this thing is not a curse, but the man really can't figure out his identity. Is he a companion?
Or an enemy?
Or are they even human?
"I also know the Fuxi Divine Clan. It seems that you, the little brat, were worth catching today."
Suddenly, a hint of evil excitement flashed across the corner of Fang Lin's mouth and he said with a smile.
"If you want to catch me, it depends on whether you have the ability?
First of all, you have to find a way to get yourself out of this calligraphy and painting.
Then, you need to have earth-shaking abilities to be able to barely fight against this god.
Feel your own skin and see if it is thick enough?
By the way, I would like to help you once, but ordinary airbrushes are really not good. You have to at least go to Taishang Laojun and ask for a Samadhi True Fire or something. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope.
However, is there Taishang Laojun in this world?
That’s very hard to say.”
Let alone taking action, it is simply impossible for ordinary people to get themselves out.
So the man naturally didn't take Fang Lin seriously, and even his mocking voice was much louder than before.
"Young Master Fang, kill...kill him. I'm so damn angry. What else are you doing with him?"
I have seen too many arrogant people, but I have never seen anyone more arrogant and arrogant than this guy. Bei Gongyuan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he said angrily.
"What's the use of just talking?
Then he must have the ability to kill me! My kid, since you are so anxious, why not give it a try.
I promise not to fight back. As long as you can get me out of this painting, then I will be considered a loser. I will kill or behead you, it’s up to you!”
I just like to see him looking like he wants to eat me, but he can't do anything about it. The man even laughed so hard that his facial features were distorted, and he said triumphantly.
Although Bei Gong Yuan really wanted to cut him into pieces right now, he was so choked by his words that he couldn't utter a single word.
No matter how frustrated I feel, I can only hate myself for not having the ability.
"It seems you want to come out?"
Fang Lin was not anxious at all, and there was no change in his expression at all. He still said in a joking tone.
"That's natural. It's a pity that people in the world are incompetent. No one can make me come out. There's nothing I can do!"
I deliberately let out a long sigh, and in just one sentence, the man said something so domineering that he would be considered the most domineering.
"Since you think of it this way, I'll do it to the end and help you with this."
He casually slapped the Qiankun Gourd, and a Pyroblast Talisman instantly jumped between Fang Lin's fingers, and a strange sneer began to appear at the corner of his mouth.
"Hey, you don't want this thing to invite me out, do you?
Then I still suggest you find a spray gun which will be more useful.
What kind of messy talismans are these?
It's just a shoddy product, I don't know if it's an unknown thing left over from some random sect.
Move your elm head, what kind of ghost-drawing talismans have you not seen before?
Even when you enter the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple, you can come and go easily."
Anyway, you don't have to pay taxes when you brag, and Fang Lin's rune patterns are indeed unheard of, so naturally the evil spirits won't take them seriously, and are full of disdain.
No matter what happens, practice is the only criterion for testing truth.
Fang Lin was too lazy to explain to him. He just muttered words and waved his hand, and the Pyroblast Talisman shot towards the calligraphy and painting like lightning in an instant.
"break."
Following Fang Lin's roar, the Pyroblast Talisman exploded instantly, and the raging fire swallowed the entire painting with its claws.
In an instant, the fire completely covered the entire dark grid, but miraculously, Ouyang Bei couldn't feel the slightest bit of temperature, as if nothing had happened.
"Young Master Fang, this...can this be useful?"
They are both fire, but Bei Gongyuan can't feel the difference between the two?
The most important thing is that he even felt that Fang Lin's fire was not as powerful as the fire he lit casually, so he was naturally suspicious.
Even Bei Gongyuan was like this, and Xie Sui was no exception.
However, before he could wait for him to taunt Fang Lin again, he immediately felt the tearing pain caused by the fire.
What he felt at this time was like the discomfort and severe pain of an ordinary person trapped in a raging fire, even more exaggerated.
Even with his invisible body, he could feel the horror of his skin being bitten by thousands of insects.
"Shang...Shangxian, spare...spare my life! I...I know I was wrong, and I will never dare..." That Xie Sui never thought that he would lose to Li Huo, whom he once despised the most.
under.
He had tried to escape from the fire many times, but what made him extremely panicked was that the real fire seemed to have this strange stickiness. Even if he tried his best, he could not move at all.
.
It was as if the whole person was frozen there. There was really no way to heaven and no way to earth.
If he doesn't beg for mercy, there will undoubtedly be only one end, and that is to be burned alive, his soul will be dispersed, and he will truly be wiped out from now on.
