Fang Lin suddenly became alert; was this aimed at him on purpose?
The other four prodigies did not expect Zhang Wenxuan to act like this, they all frowned. As pill refiners, they should naturally determine superiority through Alchemy Tao. How could he act like this?
But at this moment, the bursting flames were falling densely. Fang Lin had practically nowhere to hide.
"Playing with fire? I'm your ancestor!" Fang Lin chuckled coldly. With a flick of his finger, a very faint spark flew out.
Zhang Wenxuan showed a disdainful sneer. What can such a small spark do? Has Fang Lin gone mad?
The next moment, Zhang Wenxuan and the other people present all changed their expressions, as they saw the faint little spark suddenly rise up, turning into a giant hand, covering Fang Lin.
Thud Thud Thud Thud Thud!!!!!!
The exploding flames fell on the Flame Giant Hand, but they couldn't stir even a ripple, no different from raindrops falling into a lake.
