Chapter 293 [Indestructible disaster?] (two in one)
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The "Sea of Fire" moves were fired one after another, and the flame marks they turned into flew in the air, clearing area after area.
Hundreds of three-eyed crows were turned into pieces in the explosion.
【Vitality +61】
【Vitality +65】
【Vitality +50】
…
The system's automatic recycling prompt flashed through my mind quickly.
Tang Mubai led Hongxiao and killed them all the way.
It’s just that there are too many Three-Eyed Crows, tens of thousands.
And he just kept an eye on them, killing one group after another.
Tang Mubai was confused and happy at the same time.
The greater the number of Three-Eyed Crows, the more vitality will be recovered after killing them.
For him, this is a gradual increase in life span.
But there are so many three-eyed crows, and it would be troublesome if a four-eyed crow came out.
The four-eyed crow, the king...
Well, wait!
Suddenly, Tang Mubai stopped, called Hongxiao, and listened.
After a moment, his eyes turned cold, he grabbed Hongxiao's shoulders and took her up into the air.
"嘠~"
"嘠!——"
Seeing this scene, countless three-eyed crows dispersed, and their screams became more and more piercing and loud.
Invisible gazes intertwined and converged, muddying the air, creating a terrible sense of oppression, constantly impacting the hearts of Tang Mubai and Hong Xiao.
"roll!"
Tang Mubai roared, and struck out with the "Sea of Fire" move, turning into countless flame marks scattered around the body, clearing a large open area.
All the three-eyed crows in the area exploded.
【Vitality +57】
【Vitality +45】
【Vitality +62】
…
The recycling prompt flashed.
Tang Mubai grabbed Hongxiao and took this opportunity to flash towards the left.
Heading towards a dark stone pillar more than 500 meters high in the distance.
He heard a bell ringing from the top of the stone pillar!
The three-eyed crows were in turmoil, tens of thousands of them spread across the sky, and they were densely besieging him. It was not his own doing, but someone controlled it!
The person behind the scenes is at the top of a mountain-like stone pillar more than 500 meters high.
Thanks to Tang Mubai's five-aperture supernatural power, his hearing was different from ordinary people's. He could hear the ringtone and the source of the ringtone from the screams of the three-eyed crow in the sky!
But flying with Hongxiao was easy for Tang Mubai.
The two flew through the air, using their speed to the extreme.
Soon, when I arrived at the top of Shizhu Mountain, I saw an old man wearing Taoist robes with messy hair, holding a bell and gently shaking it rhythmically.
As the bell swayed, a series of rhythmic sounds spread from the top of Shizhu Mountain and spread thousands of meters away.
Under the influence of these bursts of noise, all three-eyed crows seemed to be summoned, and they kept attacking all living things within sight.
Yes, not only Tang Mubai and Hongxiao, but other people and ferocious beasts were also subjected to the death gaze of the three-eyed crow.
Within Tang Mubai's field of vision, dozens of ferocious bulls with pale skin were roaring and running away in fear, colliding with each other, and eventually all died.
But it's not over yet!
The ferocious cows fell, but their souls separated from their bodies amidst the sound of the bell and floated into the air.
Then, as if being summoned, he floated to the top of Shizhu Mountain and hovered behind the old man on a skinny tree trunk more than three meters high without a single leaf.
Not only the soul of the ferocious cow, but also the souls of other ferocious beasts, dinosaurs, and giant insects were also attracted and lingered around.
At first glance, countless souls gathered together to form ghosts.
But Tang Mubai looked carefully, and these souls were slowly becoming transparent.
Not disappear!
Instead, it turned into wisps of mist and was absorbed by three ping-pong ball-sized, red fruits on the skinny tree trunk!
The old man controls the three-eyed crow, kills all non-human beings within sight, and absorbs the souls. The purpose is to "feed" the three fruits!
These three fruits seemed more and more familiar to Tang Mubai.
"Psychic fruit?"
"You can't be wrong, it's the psychic fruit!"
Tang Mubai took a breath of spiritual energy.
Psychic fruit, the fifth-level elixir, is a high-level elixir that opens life wisdom, increases spiritual power, and strengthens the soul.
If you eat one, you can become a genius with a photographic memory and amazing understanding.
The old man absorbed the soul of life and fed the psychic fruit tree in order to accelerate the growth of the psychic fruit!
The growth of the psychic fruit is to absorb the energy of heaven and earth. Then, it takes three hundred years to bloom, three hundred years to bear fruit, and three hundred years to mature.
It can be fed with soul power, but it can greatly reduce the time.
There is nothing wrong with what the old man did. Tang Mubai didn't know about it, so it's fine if he didn't meet him.
But he almost fell into the trap, but it didn't work!
"boom!"
There was an explosion out of thin air.
The air around the old man's body suddenly exploded.
The old man, who was concentrating on controlling the bell, stopped. At the same time, his clothes were shattered, his chest and back were shaken by the shock wave, he vomited blood, and he fell to the ground.
Bang!
The invisible force of oppression descended from the sky, and the suppressing old man just wanted to move.
Huhuhu~
"Star Reacher" was activated again, and the "binding" ability tightly restrained the old man, and he fell to the ground, unable to move.
The ringing that echoed in the sky and on the ground stopped immediately without anyone controlling it.
All over the sky, tens of thousands of three-eyed crows quickly dispersed and fled in all directions.
In less than half a minute, he ran away completely.
"Who...who!"
The old man's eyes widened and he tried his best to raise his head and look into the air to confirm who was attacking him.
Suddenly captured, he was angry and full of fear at the same time.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the old man's body flew up from the ground, rolled and landed in front of the psychic fruit tree.
Tang Mubai and Hong Xiao fell from the sky and stood beside the old man.
"You...who are you?"
The old man growled hoarsely.
"passerby."
Tang Mubai shouted, "Old guy, you are really good at absorbing souls and feeding the psychic fruit tree!"
The old man was silent.
With just one sentence from Tang Mubai, he understood the cause and effect.
Fortunately, when he controlled the three-eyed crow to attack everywhere, he bumped into Tang Mubai who was passing by.
As a result, Tang Mubai was so powerful that he found him in turn!
This is so frustrating.
It is not qualified to say that it is an unreasonable disaster.
I can only blame him for his bad luck!
"I...I am from Liwu City Anjia."
The old man gasped, "If this grandmaster is willing to let me go, we can settle down... ah!"
The old man suddenly screamed.
But it was Tang Mubai who stepped on his chest, creating a bloody hole with broken bones.
"Let you go?"
Tang Mubai shook his head, "Do you think I'm an idiot? If I interrupt your good deeds, will you let me go after you go back?"
"Really...really!"
The old man endured the pain and fought hard with his eyes closed. Deep in his heart, his hatred for Tang Mubai reached its peak.
As long as he escapes this disaster, he must make Tang Mubai live and die...
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the old man lost consciousness.
Tang Mubai stepped on his head and exploded it!
【Vitality +101】
Hey, the old guy has a pretty good physique. He actually practices body-building martial arts.
Tang Mubai is slightly different.
Immediately, he shook his head, squatted down, and started searching the old man.
Since he is a child of an aristocratic family, he might carry some good things with him.
Tang Mubai would not let such a good thing go.
"Hmm? This is it?"
Suddenly, Tang Mubai made a movement with his hands and his eyes fell on an ancient painting.
The ancient painting is not long, about one meter when unfolded.
There are mountains, rivers, clouds and mist, birds and animals...everything you want on it.
At first glance, it looks like a landscape painting.
However, the more Tang Mubai looked at it, the more he couldn't help but frown.
Just because this ancient painting was stored on the left side of the old man's chest.
You must know that Tang Mubai's kick just now used 90% of the force to penetrate the old man's body, even causing cracks in the stone pillars on the ground.
This ancient painting is in good condition. Not only does it not have any wear and tear, there are not even any wrinkles, let alone blood stains.
"There's a problem! This painting is not simple!"
Tang Mubai concentrated his attention and searched carefully on the scroll.
Rivers, mountains, birds and animals...
As he watched, a strange look suddenly appeared on Tang Mubai's face.
"This ancient painting seems to be incomplete?"
"That's not right either!"
"The scroll is not incomplete, but the meaning of the painting is incomplete!"
Tang Mubai looked solemn.
The picture scroll refers only to the painting, whether it is complete. And the meaning of the painting is a kind of artistic conception, which is difficult to describe in words.
Whether a painting is expressive or not depends on its artistic conception.
The artistic conception of the painting in front of him was incomplete, but it was full of weirdness. When Tang Mubai looked at it, he felt uncomfortable.
As soon as my mind moved, I couldn't help but concentrate and observe carefully.
There was no response at first, but soon——
Buzz!
My brain suddenly went blank, and the ancient paintings in my field of vision changed drastically.
Then, Tang Mubai's face turned pale, and the energy and blood in his body boiled and roared out. He had no time to control it, and it was like a volcano that had been suppressed for hundreds of millions of years, erupting suddenly.
"puff!"
Tang Mubai opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body shook uncontrollably, and a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Captain, are you okay?" Hongxiao was startled and asked nervously.
"……fine!"
Tang Mubai waved his hand, but deep down in his heart, he was horrified.
At that moment, the contents of the ancient paintings that appeared in his field of vision changed drastically in an instant. The original rivers, mountains, grasslands and even the traces of clouds and mist in the sky seemed to come alive. In an instant,
into reality.
Boxing shadow!
Countless fist shadows!
The shadows of fists are overwhelming, covering the mountains and plains!
Like a substantial fist shadow, it filled the entire ancient painting. It was like thousands of horses galloping, roaring endlessly. It burst out in an instant, turning into pieces of rain curtains, attacking Tang Mubai's mind crazily.
"Huh!~"
Taking a deep breath, Tang Mubai forcibly closed his eyes. In just a short moment, his face turned extremely pale. Moreover, even if he closed his eyes, the qi and blood in his body could not be relieved from the explosive posture caused by stimulation.
"Damn it!"
Tang Mubai cursed secretly.
He thought that what was hidden in the ancient paintings was also a seventh-level martial arts.
Who would have thought that what is contained in it is actually a terrifying fist that is overwhelming, as if it can penetrate the sky!
The artistic conception is ethereal.
Among the millions of warriors, there are at most one or two warriors who can understand the artistic conception.
It has nothing to do with talent, and it has nothing to do with physical fitness.
Only by relying on a little bit of luck can you have a very low chance of understanding the artistic conception and strengthening yourself.
If a low-level warrior has artistic conception, he can challenge unlimited levels.
Sword intention, sword intention, that's it!
This may seem unbelievable, but as long as you understand the artistic conception, you can do it.
It doesn't matter if it's perverted or scary.
In short, those who can understand the artistic conception are geniuses.
"The old guy got this ancient painting from nowhere. Fortunately, he didn't have the ability to unlock the key. Otherwise, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been so easy to restrain him just now."
Tang Mubai pondered.
He just took a look, and his mind was completely occupied by the fist intention. At this moment, even if he closed his eyes, there was no way to stop the invasion of the fist intention.
"No! If this continues, even if my body can withstand the invasion of fist intention, my will will be crushed by this fist intention! The will of heaven and man can resist for a while at most!"
Tang Mubai could clearly feel that his brain was becoming more and more swollen and painful. His face was uncontrollably becoming paler and paler. His eyes were closed, but his mind was being suppressed, eroded, and destroyed all the time.
"If I can't resist, the only way is to master this fist power! Otherwise, I will only become a living dead!"
The living dead have bodies but no souls.
After finally becoming strong, Tang Mubai didn't want to become a living dead.
"break!"
With a loud shout, Tang Mubai opened his eyes and looked at the scroll, his eyes sparkling with light.
"Boom!"
In the ancient painting, following Tang Mubai's counter-invasion, the sudden riot of fist shadows all over the sky began to circle and dance as if they had self-awareness.
next moment--
"Roar!"
The endless fist power seemed to sense the crisis, and violently rioted out, surrounding Tang Mubai's mind, launching a crazy attack.
Bang bang bang!
A silent contest began in Tang Mubai's mind...
"You are just an idea, without a soul or consciousness. Obey me and I will give you the opportunity to grow into a spiritual being!"
"Yes, the world is big and I am small. But I have freedom, but you don't!"
"Since you have been sealed on the ancient painting, no matter how strong you are, there is no use for you!"
"Submit to me! Become my will!"
"I will take you to kill everything and make the world proud!"
Tang Mubai's heart was shaken, and he roared loudly, with crazy gazes in his eyes.
This is a competition of wills, and the loser will become a slave.
Tang Mubai cannot lose and will not lose!
The will of heaven and man is fully activated at this moment, and it collides crazily with the fist intention sealed in the ancient painting!
Under the battle between these two pure forces, Tang Mubai's heart became clear and he suddenly realized something. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
Whoosh!
Keep your body still and move your fists.
With a dull sound, a circle of ripples exploded out of thin air where Tang Mubai struck.
"Submit to me! You will transform, grow, and be reborn in the true sense!"
"Submit to me! This ancient painting will no longer be a prison that binds you. You will have complete freedom. No one in this world will stand in your way except me!"
"Submit to me! I will take you to conquer everything and break everything, not just the sky and the earth, but also all living beings!"
Tang Mubai's voice became louder and louder, and the trajectory of his fists became increasingly blurry. When the warrior's attack speed reached a certain extreme, the trajectory would become blurred.
The fist spirit in the ancient painting impacted Tang Mubai.
But it also brought Tang Mubai an opportunity to temper his spirit!