Chapter 693: Burning
Zhou An looked at the general who flew over, a general riding a sweaty and bloody horse, walking out of the painting with a horse's hoof, and the general holding Fang Tian's halberd in his hand.
After coming out, he brandished Fang Tian's halberd and killed Zhou An.
Zhou An decided to solve the opponent with one move, pulled out the Japanese sword, and slashed it with a sword intent twenty zhang long.
The general picked up Fang Tian's painting halberd and held it horizontally in front of his chest, trying to block the sword intent.
However, the sword intent directly cut off Fang Tian's halberd, and then slashed at the general's body, and the general was cut in half.
The six paintings were killed by them one after another, but this time twelve paintings flew out, two of each of which killed one person, and they didn't use much strength in the face of one painting, so they still didn't care about the two paintings, and they were quickly killed by them.
After the two paintings were killed, eighteen paintings were killed towards them, and the power of the three paintings increased a little, but they were still easily solved, but Zhou An felt bad now, every time he killed the paintings, he would double the amount, and there were a lot of paintings in this big room, and he couldn't see how many of them, and then doubled like this, sooner or later they couldn't hold on and were killed by the paintings.
After killing eighteen paintings, twenty-four paintings continued to kill...... By the time of the forty-eight paintings, everyone felt bad, because they felt a little pressure.
"This third level is like this, we will all be killed, is the third level a dead level, we can't get through. Guo Fu said loudly while killing the hundred snake figures.
"Impossible, there must be a way to crack it here. Master Jing's face changed when he heard this, in fact, no one knew that he came here for the inheritance this time, and if the real body died, then he was really dead.
"What's the method, hurry up. Guo Fu said.
"I haven't thought of it yet. Master Jing said.
"I came up with a solution, but it was a bit difficult to implement. Zhou An said.
"Tell me about it. Guo Fu said with a happy face.
"Actually, it's very simple, let's set a fire and burn all the paintings here, and that's it. Zhou An said.
"That's a great solution. As Guo Fu spoke, he picked up a fire fold, put the fire fold out of flames, and threw it at the paintings in front of him.
But as soon as the fire folds approached the paintings, they went out and could not burn at all.
"It doesn't work. Guo Fu said.
"These are not ordinary paintings, ordinary fire does not work, you have to use special flames. Zhou An said.
"Do we have a special flame here? Guo Fu looked at Master Jing as she spoke.
"I'm a papermaker by profession, and I'm most afraid of fire, and I want to fight it, do you think it's possible? Master Jing said.
"Yibei and Yizhong over there probably won't, what they cultivate is meaning, and they shouldn't know much about flames. Guo Fu said.
"I knew that I had brought someone here who used the Fire Fighting Method, and now it's too late to regret it. Master Jing said that he used a paper figure to kill the plum blossom figure.
"Actually, there's another person here who can use the fire control method. Zhou An said.
"Who, you won't say Xiao Qing'er, Xiao Qing'er won't. Guo Fu said. Jiangsu Literature Network
"You're not going to talk about you. Master Jing looked at Zhou An and said.
"Bingo, you're right. Zhou An snapped his fingers, subconsciously said an English word, and said.
As Zhou An spoke, a black flame burned on his left arm.
"Black flame?" Master Jing didn't notice what Zhou An was saying, but instead noticed the black flame.
"Since you have the flames, then the paintings are handed over to you. Guo Fu noticed English, but she thought it was the local language of some place.
"I only attack those paintings in the sky, and these paintings that are automatically attacked will be handed over to you, I believe you also know, even if I burn these paintings that have been attacked, it will not have any effect, only by burning those paintings in the sky can it be regarded as solving the big trouble. Zhou An said.
"Leave it to us. Master Jing said.
"It's just that these paintings have been wiped out by us, and the first north and one middle school over there have taken advantage of it. Guo Fu said.
"If they want to occupy it, they will occupy it, and when they have passed this level, we will meet them with life and death, there are four of us, there are only two of them, and we will deal with them properly with our strength. Master Jing said confidently.
"Now that it's been assigned, I'll hand over the captured paintings to you. After Zhou An finished speaking, he used Tiyun to go longitudinally at the paintings in the sky, and several paintings that attacked Zhou An rushed towards Zhou An, but they were stopped by Master Jing and Guo Fu.
Zhou An stepped on the ladder and came to the paintings in the sky, and Zhou An's arm burned with black flames, with a scorching torrent, burning towards dozens of paintings nearby.
As Zhou An's strength increased, so did the power of his dark skills.
These images are no match for the black flames.
At first dozens of paintings burned, then hundreds, then tens of thousands, and finally all the paintings in the sky burned.
It's spectacular, can you imagine, the whole sky is burning, it's like a world of flames.
Zhou An is also the first time to see such a shocking scene, especially caused by himself, originally Zhou An wanted to burn dozens of paintings, burn a few more times, so that those paintings in the sky are reduced, but Zhou An did not expect to burn only once, the flames burning on the paintings unconsciously burned to the surrounding paintings, and soon all the paintings were on fire,
And when the painting burns, the painted ones inside the painting rush out, and as a result, they also burn.
So because the sky formed a world of flames, the temperature on the ground rose rapidly, and the hot Zhou An kept sweating, staining the clothes on his body.
"You dare to kill me!!" At this time, Master Jing shouted.
Zhou An looked and saw an arrow emitting a black glow, shooting towards Master Jing's eyebrows.
All the paintings were burned, and there were no worries, and the north over there sneaked up on Master Jing.
A black paper figure appeared in Master Jing's hand, and with a touch of his eyebrows, the paper figure turned into a black ghost head, this head has no ears, no nose, no mouth, no eyes, no hair, no chin, and it can't be said that it is nothing, but the ears, nose, mouth, eyes, hair, and chin on the head of the ghost have all been shaved off, and it looks extremely miserable.
In fact, the black paper figure made of the head of a terrible ghost in his hand was made by an extremely cruel method, first cutting off a person's head, and this head must have a breath of life when it is cut off, and it does not die immediately.
In this breath, the ears, nose, mouth, eyes, hair, and chin on the skull are all shaved off, so that the skull is in extreme pain, and all the hatred, resentment, and strength are condensed into one, so that the power of the skull itself is increased by more than ten times, and it also has an auxiliary attack of hatred, resentment, and strength, which can be described as extremely powerful.