The person in the painting couldn't speak, but his eyes were still fixed, and fell on Fang Xing's face.

The feeling of bullying the ancestor who hated the sky was quite refreshing, Fang Xing became even more energetic, and scolded: "Hate the old boy, do people kill your whole family or sleep with your wife, you have to hate people at every turn?" Tell you that the master looks down on people like you the most, quickly recruit the master truthfully, where is your treasure hidden? Otherwise, I will burn you!"

On the painting, the Ancestor of Hatred of Heaven did not react, his strange eyes were round, and his magic was clear.

"Hey, you're still putting up a shelf, don't you say it? I really burned it, do you believe it?"

Fang Xing didn't believe in evil, so he directly took out a fire talisman and threw it over.

Anyway, there is nothing in this Broken Secret Pavilion, just such an ordinary-looking painting, and it is simply burned.

He also has an eye in his heart, his yin and yang gods and demons are almost invincible, but there are also some things that exceed common sense, or things that are too high in character, which cannot be identified by themselves, but they can't generalize, although the painting in front of him, although it looks ordinary, but maybe there are some doorways that he can't see, so he decided to give it a try.

The fire talisman he used was only the most ordinary kind, and the illusion was only ordinary fire, and even the lowest magic clothes could not be burned.

To put it simply, if it can be burned, it means that it is not a baby, and there is no need to feel distressed.

If you can't burn it, there must be a doorway, just take it away.

With a "whew", the fire talisman was thrown onto the painting and immediately turned into a ball of fire.

What surprised Fang Xing was a little. I don't know how many years have passed since that scroll. The material is dry. There are no fire-repellent prohibitions or spells on it, and it really burns up when it is picked up like this by the fire charm, and it even burns very fast, seeing the raging flames burning the entire picture scroll, it makes Fang Xing a little speechless in his heart: "It's really burning like this, it doesn't seem to be a mystery......

But at this moment, Fang Xing was slightly stunned. I don't know if it was because the light was distorted in the firelight, but he could vaguely see that the old man on the painting seemed to smile before it was completely covered by flames......

"Huh?"

Fang Xing thought that he was dazzled, but he couldn't figure it out.

"When the ......"

At this moment, he suddenly saw an object fall from the firelight to the ground, the sound was crisp, rolled twice, and when it reached his feet, Fang Xing was stunned. When I fixed my eyes, I saw that it was a bronze mirror. It turned out to be exactly the same as the bronze mirror held by the old man in the painting, he was secretly taken aback, knowing that it was a treasure, he kicked it lightly twice, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he picked it up.

This bronze mirror, but there is a basin size, a foot and a half thick, the color has appeared quite old, on the mirror, engraved with a lot of inscription symbols, the mirror is a little blurred, swarthy, can not shine on the human face, at a glance, you can feel the burst of magic, Fang Xingli knows that this mirror is extraordinary, but I don't know how this thing fell out of a burning portrait......

"Well, I'd like to take a good look at ......."

Fang Xing was silent, and he had to take a good look at it with the Yin Yang God and Demon Sect in his heart.

However, after a glance, he found that the spiritual power required to identify this bronze mirror was quite huge, if it was in normal times, it was nothing to him, but now he has been stealing bird eggs and catching animal cubs day and night, and causing trouble to flow downward.

After identifying this bronze mirror, the consumption of his own spiritual power is too large, and it is difficult to deal with it when he encounters danger.

Thinking like this, I was going to take the bronze mirror away first, and then I would identify it when I had time.

I made up my mind, and I had to pick and choose to see what treasures there were, but I heard the noise outside getting heavier and heavier, it seemed that there were fierce beasts fighting, and gradually came here, and then, with a "bang" sound, suddenly the mountain shook, and in this grotto, it seemed that there was an earthquake, Fang Xing was taken aback, knowing that there was a fierce beast that hit the mountain, and if he buried himself inside, it would be troublesome.

Thinking like this, he didn't care about anything else, and with the bronze mirror in his hand, he flew out of the cave.

When I got to the entrance of the cave, I saw a black bear the size of half a mountain peak shaking its head and nesting around, roaring, and around its head, dense bees like dark clouds flew around it, stinging fiercely, but it was the fierce bear and the fierce bee that liked to eat the honey of the fierce bee and the fierce bee these two pairs of enemies touched together, pinched each other, the black bear couldn't bear the pain, scurrying around, but ran around this peak, and hit the mountainside coldly, but scared Fang Xing in the cave......

At this time, the entire gathering place of the Hating Heaven Clan has also become a mess, everywhere is full of smoke and fire, fierce beasts are fighting, people who can walk have already fled from here, there is almost no flying monk in the air, presumably even if someone can fly, at this juncture, they don't dare to fly around, at this time they flew into the air, it was no different from the meat sent to the mouth of the fierce beast......

"Whew......"

There was a fierce roar of the red dragon in the distance, Fang Xing thought that it was chasing and killing the patriarch of the Hating Heaven Clan and the elder, but when he looked closely, he saw that the red dragon was fighting fiercely with a huge fierce bird and a giant tiger like a small mountain, the head of the Hating Sky Clan was gone, and he couldn't cry or laugh, this bastard Red Dragon is not good at brains, how can he do it with this group of helpers......

"Big dog, come back......"

Fang Xing shouted, and called back the elated red dragon who was fighting alone with the giant tiger, fortunately, it was just a big battle, but it did not fall behind, after the vicious battle, and the fierce birds and giant tigers were evenly divided, and even had a slight upper hand, the fierce birds and giant tigers had no certainty of victory, and when they saw the red dragon withdraw from the battle circle, they also died down and retreated.

"What about the Hating Heaven Clan Patriarch and Elders?"

Fang Xing grabbed the red dragon for training, and the red dragon looked around, a little confused, as if he had forgotten the two of them.

"I can't even fight, I don't want to fight!"

Fang Xing was speechless, scolded the red dragon a few words, jumped on its head, and pointed to the sky: "Let's go!"

The red dragon shook his head and shook his tail, quickly escaped into the void, and came cautiously, but now he swaggered away, but no one stopped him.

And at this time, in a hidden mountain nest in the land of the Hating Heaven Clan, the head of the Hate Heaven Clan gently put down the Great Offering and the Three Clan Uncles, who had been seriously injured, looking at the two remaining masters in the clan who seemed to be cut off at any time, their hearts could be described as angry as poison, in the ruins, although there was a shortage of resources, but they had always been one of the most powerful clans, but how could they have suffered this kind of anger?

In the past, he would have had a nightmare ten times as much, and I was afraid that he would not have thought that he would be pitted to such a point by a foundation building junior!

Especially if it is a coincidence, he also happened to see the figure of the dragon riding away from this angle, and his heart was even more angry, even if he had been a patriarch for many years, he had already cultivated a smooth and flexible heart, and at this time, he couldn't hold back his anger, and took out a big black bow in a trance, and flew to the top of a mountain, and the blood-red long arrow pointed at Fang Xing......

"Ancestor bless, shoot this little ghost who destroyed my hatred of the Heavenly Clan today......"

In the middle of a dignified Jindan period, the patriarch of the Hate Heaven Clan, facing a junior who built a foundation, had already started praying before the assassination, which showed that he was really confused by Fang Xing's extermination of the clan, or he was frightened.

After praying for a long time, he concentrated on his strength, tightened the bowstring, and runes began to manifest on the bow......

However, at this moment, when he was about to loosen the string and release the arrow, suddenly, Fang Xing, who was obviously more than ten miles away from him, suddenly turned his head to look over, his face was full of vigilance, and the head of the Hating Heaven Clan was shocked, secretly thinking how could it be? With his cultivation in the middle of the Jindan, he hid his breath, and shot a Zhuji junior with a magic bow more than ten miles away, how could he sense it in advance?

But even if he felt it, the patriarch of the Hate Heaven clan didn't care, and as soon as he bit his steel teeth, he was about to release the arrow!

At this moment, Fang Xing's mind was also in a daze, his mind was racing, his innate sense of danger was extremely strong, not to mention that now his divine sense was so strong that it was difficult for ordinary Jin Dan to look forward to it? In the dark, when the patriarch of the Hate Heaven Clan pointed an arrow at him, he was already vigilant, and looked over to the place where the crisis came, and was about to use the breathing technique to hide his breath, but suddenly his palm was full of light.

What he was holding in his hand was the bronze mirror that had been taken out of the Hatred Heaven Clan's Secret Pavilion.

The reason why he didn't put this bronze mirror in the storage bag was because the storage bag was really full, and secondly, he felt that since this bronze mirror was a magic weapon used by the ancestor of hating the sky, it must be a little extraordinary......

Suddenly, a pale yellow light shot out from the bronze mirror, straight into the void, and lit up half of the night sky!

At this moment, the fierce beasts around them, which were almost crazy, suddenly frightened, looked up at the blue light blankly.

There seemed to be an instinctive tremor that gripped their minds.

"How is that possible...... Is that...... How could it be in his hands?"

After seeing this pale yellow light, or after sensing the strong breath, the patriarch of the Hating Sky Clan suddenly felt a great shock in his heart, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the bowstring had been loosened, and the arrow was crooked and he didn't know where it went, but he was at a loss, as if he hadn't noticed it at all, and still stared at the light blankly, his face full of disbelief.

And the Great Worship and the Great Elder of the Hate Heaven Clan, who were sitting in that mountain nest, were also shocked and looked at the light.

"How can it be...... How can this be ......?"

Their expressions were incomparably complex, with shock and disbelief, and even a wry smile...... (To be continued......)

PS: The second watch is coming!