Tang Mubai's waving fists shook inexplicably, making a series of mechanical friction sounds. With the sound, the air around Tang Mubai's body seemed to disappear.
The competition of will and mind seems to have no change, but in fact the speed is very fast, not to mention leaving no trace!
Tang Mubai deceived the fist intention in the ancient painting, and relied on the opponent's impact to temper his mental power and continue to grow.
As he talked to himself, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
The fist intention has no consciousness or intelligence, but through the mind and will, Tang Mubai can hear the meaning it expresses.
This seems incredible, but the artistic conception is such a magical existence!
Flirting at the same time and colliding at the same time.
Suddenly, Tang Mubai seemed to realize something, but soon, that mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful feeling suddenly disappeared again.
It's like a fleeting moment, fleeting.
No matter how much Tang Mubai thought about it and tried to capture it, there was no way he could recall that glimmer of inspiration that suddenly came to his mind.
time flies.
Tang Mubai kept pumping his fist, and the conflict between his will and fist intention in his brain continued until the last moment.
You can overcome it just by looking at it——
Phew~
Suddenly, the impact in my mind suddenly stopped.
The domineering, violent, roaring and terrifying fist power retreated completely in an instant.
If Tang Mubai hadn't been able to sense the strangeness in the ancient paintings, he would have thought that his fist intention had been wiped out by him.
But in fact, this thing is actually hiding!
It seems to know that it can't defeat Tang Mubai, and if it persists, it will be absorbed and fused by Tang Mubai, becoming Tang Mubai's fist intention.
Therefore, stop the invasion immediately and huddle in the inner space of the ancient painting, motionless, as if it does not exist.
Tang Mubai was speechless and amused, "Are you going to run away if you can't beat me?"
Most of the time, artistic conception is dead and needs to be stimulated, activated and controlled by people.
Exceptions are made in certain circumstances.
For example, by integrating the artistic conception of spiritual objects, self-awareness will be magically born.
That's right, the ancient painting hidden on the old man's chest is a spiritual object!
It's just that without spirituality, the disability that Tang Mubai felt was just this.
But the fist spirit sealed in the ancient painting scroll gave the ancient painting its spirituality again. The two merged and became a new spiritual object.
Although this spiritual object has no external abilities, the spiritual object is still a spiritual object.
As far as Tang Mubai knows, spiritual objects are also divided into high and low levels.
Low-level spiritual objects are very rigid, such as the fairy vine, which is conscious but inflexible.
Although Hongxiao said that the Demonic Immortal Vine has endless potential, at this moment it is very low-level.
Senior people are different, they are no different from people, some are even old foxes.
Ancient paintings are one of them!
If you can't fight and hide, don't make the image too vivid.
Tang Mubai tried to stimulate it a few more times, but the ancient painting never responded.
The sealed fist intention obviously remembered Tang Mubai and continued to pretend to be dead.
"Fine."
Tang Mubai was speechless about this and hid his fist sincerely. There was nothing he could do.
You can’t tear up ancient paintings, right?
That's such a pity.
At present, it can only be kept temporarily like the Fairy Vine.
The old man is dead, but the soul he absorbed has not dissipated.
At this moment, it is still hovering over the psychic fruit tree, being slowly swallowed by the three psychic fruits.
Judging from the color change of the peel, the three fruits are about to mature!
It's okay if you haven't encountered such a good thing as psychic fruit. Now that you have encountered it, Tang Mubai doesn't mind waiting for a few days.
And this wait is four and a half days.
When all the souls hovering above the psychic fruit tree were swallowed up.
Of the three fruits, two of them turned red with purple in color.
Red with a hint of purple is the sign that the psychic fruit is ripe!
The other one is still glowing red and will take several years to mature.
Of course, if you continue to absorb soul power, it will also shorten the maturity time.
It's a pity that Tang Mubai can't absorb the soul and can't "feed" it.
Two psychic fruits are just enough.
Pick the fruits from the treetops, eat one for yourself, and give the other to Hongxiao.
The latter was excited and surprised, and shook his head, "I...I..."
"Here you go, just take it." Tang Mubai chuckled, "Just eat one psychic fruit. The effect will be the same if you eat more or less. In addition, you have to eat it as soon as possible after it matures. It cannot be stored for a long time. You don't have to eat it for a long time."
Eating it is a waste.”
"Thank you... thank you." Hong Xiao knew this, so she held back her excitement, gratefully took the psychic fruit, and stuffed it into her mouth.
In fact, it was her luck that she happened to follow Tang Mubai out.
There is really no difference between eating one psychic fruit and eating ten.
But it cannot be stored for a long time, so it depends on the method used.
System space, it can definitely be stored!
Tang Mubai tested it and found that the storage space attached to the system was dead inside, with no passage of time and no air circulation.
If you put a roasted chicken in, no matter how long it has been outside, it will not go bad after you take it out again.
Therefore, the psychic fruit can still be preserved if placed in the storage space.
Hong Xiao was lucky enough to follow Tang Mubai. In this case, Tang Mubai could not give it to her, or he could give it to her.
Anyway, they were all one of our own, and they gave Hongxiao a psychic fruit, which was the same to Tang Mubai.
When the psychic fruit enters the stomach, it first turns into a ball of energy, which spreads from the stomach to the whole body, and then gathers in the brain to nourish the soul and give birth to spiritual power.
During this process, Tang Mubai felt warm all over his body, as if he was in a hot spring ocean... No, it was more comfortable than a hot spring ocean.
Not only is it comfortable, but my brain is also clearer than ever before. At this moment, some of the previously unclear thoughts are completely and clearly presented in my mind, just like...
dangerous!
Suddenly, Tang Mubai's heart skipped a beat as he regained consciousness from the transformational atmosphere of the psychic fruit.
"Buzz!"
At the top of the silent stone pillar, the void suddenly trembled.
Tang Mubai, the sky above the red sky suddenly turned black.
A large group of dark clouds rolled in and enveloped the top of the stone pillar.
The terrifying invisible force stirs the void, pulls the terrifying energy, and disturbs thousands of meters in all directions.
"boom!"
The sound of explosive thunder echoed under the sky.
In the dark clouds, the electric dragon-like thunder drew a dazzling light in the void, dancing crazily.
The shocking force seemed to tear the sky apart and shatter the earth.
"boom!"
The sound of thunder suddenly sounded in my ears.
Tang Mubai almost instinctively ejected into the distance.
Even so, he was still hit by an impact force. The protective energy of the impact was shattered, his back suffered a heavy blow, his energy and blood rolled, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Roar~!!!"
A roar that pierced the sky sounded from behind.
Tang Mubai couldn't help but turn his head and look around, only to see Hongxiao looking up to the sky and roaring, with black and red light wrapping around his body, shredding his clothes and stimulating his body to expand continuously.
Three meters, four meters, five meters...
In less than three seconds, he turned into a ten-meter-tall giant, roaring into the sky!