Conan walked into the altar position.

Then he saw the carvings on the ground for the first time, and those ghost paintings.

I almost didn't vomit on the spot, and I was sick to death.

Looking away, he saw a bunch of fuel tanks next to it, neatly placed, and there were lighters next to it, which were well prepared.

Then he turned his head to see the idol opposite, and Conan knew where it was.

I also thought about what all that gasoline was used for?!

With his head on fire, he directly pushed this god statue that made him a little familiar to the ground.

Stomped the face of the adult Grim Reaper.

He was not an awakened person on the body, and he was not of high physical quality, and he did not crush the face of the stone idol.

However, he also stepped on the face of this god and stepped on the cracks of the Dao.

This also made the little familiar feeling in Conan's heart disappear.

This is also to blame for the cult people, there is no carving master, or even a carving master, only carving experts need to be educated

Then Conan's familiarity should be stronger, at least it will allow him to perceive something, and then guess the fantasy inference, as for what conclusion will be drawn in the end, no one knows.

Stepping on the face of the idol, Conan was still angry, and ran to the fuel tank pile and opened the lids of all the fuel tanks.

This was something he had premeditated.

Then he picked up a barrel of gas, came to the idol, and fell down with a clatter.

Gasoline is spilled on the idol, and Conan lights it with a lighter.

At this time, those cult believers just arrived.

There is a monitor here, but it has long been destroyed by Conan.

This also allows the watchmen to get Conan's location, anxiously tell everyone, and then call the sloppy weirdos.

Not all cult members have communicators, they are not so formal, so they delay the arrival of some time.

But I believe they won't make such mistakes in the future.

As soon as I arrived, I saw that Conan's action of burning his idol, one by one, his mind exploded, his three views collapsed, his brain burst into flames, and even one of his brains spewed out a column of water like a whale.

The tentacles danced wildly, the brains squirted, the fins fluttered, the eyes were round, the fangs jumped, the horns rushed, and the eight mouths roared.

There is also a herniated lumbar disc, which is a real herniated lumbar disc, and the bones are coming out.

All kinds of bizarre pictures, these cult believers rushed towards Conan in anger, as if they were about to tear Conan apart.

After rushing over, there were two cult believers who were put down on the spot by Conan's psychic shock, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

But the others continued to rush over as if they hadn't seen it.

Conan didn't hesitate to put two of them, and ran straight to the pile of gas tanks, the ones he had prepared.

These gas tanks, he had just opened the lid.

It's exactly when you can use it.

"Don't run, abominable blasphemer!" The believer who said that word was so angry that he did not utter anything more vicious.

After all, this is no longer blasphemy.

As for what it is, I haven't figured it out yet.

Conan ignored the voice behind him, and during his run, he opened the Foot Strength Enhancement Shoe and opened both feet.

Conan didn't have the strength to control it, so he took off directly and jumped into the pile of gasoline tanks

He had planned it for a long time, so he naturally thought that these cult followers would come here.

Conan, who was wearing foot-strength shoes, kicked wildly, kicking whatever he wanted, but also taking care not to splash oil on himself (shēn).

More than a dozen fuel tanks were kicked away by Conan, and the scattered gasoline was scattered like rain.

The altar sprinkled here, sprinkled on the burning idol of the deity, the fire became even more intense.

It was also sprinkled on the strange group of cultists (shēn).

The Conan (shēn) body was also wet.

But he took out a lighter.

"Settle!" Conan shouted.

The group of cultists immediately stopped.

"Hurry back!!" Conan shouted again.

"Impossible!" This kind of request, they don't want to agree.

"Then let's die together!" Conan, you have to press the lighter.

Hearing Conan's words, the faces of this group of cult believers changed.

"Stand back! Back off! Or ......," Conan threatened.

The cult followers all wanted to kill this ghost, but they couldn't now, so they could only listen to his words and slowly retreat.

Conan exhaled and calmed down for a moment.

But this is an indicator, and if you don't cure the root cause, you can't really die with them, right?

Before they could begin their conversation, a man appeared in Conan's field of vision.

A scruffy eccentric?

This is the sloppy weirdo, as for why did the sloppy weirdo come so late?

That's because, when he came over, he tied his left foot and tied his right foot twice, fell twice, and slipped three times.

What the hell am I !!

Sloppy weirdos really want to curse!

Impossible: +10.........

When they came to the altar location, they saw that the person who disturbed their plans was actually a ghost.

He was already irritable and didn't care about the smell in the air at first.

"You're going to die today, you can't escape!"

Then, under the dull eyes of Conan and the cult believers, purple flames began to burn up and down the sloppy weirdo Hun (shēn).

The purple flames went berserk like a mad beast.

In an instant, the flames connected to the earth, and within a radius of five meters from the sloppy monster, purple flames ignited, these were flames that were not controlled by the sloppy monster.

The range of the flame expanded rapidly, and soon the fire burned and the flames rose.

我 (rì)!

Conan burst into foul language, and turned (shēn) to escape.

After his (shēn), there was a scream, and the group of cult believers all (shēn) lit flames and tried to escape, but unfortunately it was too late.

Whole (shēn) burns purple flames above and below, blazing (rè) heat, evaporating their blood (ròu).

Even the one who sprayed water on his head did not escape this catastrophe and did not burn to death on the spot.

If the flame had been a normal flame, he might have survived.

Conan took off his suit as he fled, where was the most oil-stained.

However, he (shēn) also had some purple flames glued to it.

The purple flames began to consume everything, without a trace of dissipation.

It's not a flame that will never be extinguished, but it's not so simple to put it out.

The flames gradually began to burn half of his body (shēn), and Conan lay on the ground screaming.

it! it! it!

Conan is going to cry to death, why don't you smell gasoline? Do you have no nose? But even if you don't have a nose, what about your eyes?

There are so many fuel tanks, there are oil stains all over the ground, don't you see?

Conan didn't know that he was pitted by Black Feather.

It stands to reason that a sloppy weirdo can't be so imprudent, but maybe it's because his heart (qíng) is irritable and his mind is explosive, maybe it's because of the three golden Q version of the fish, or maybe it's because both of them are cherry blossoms

The sloppy weirdos use their abilities directly.