"Tick ·····"

The blood containing the power of the Sealing Martial Spirit dripped on the silent concealment.

"Whew!"

It was like a catalyst dripping into a chemical reagent, there was a violent reaction, a sneering sound was made, the blood boiled, constantly steamed, and a blood mist appeared, and the blood mist was twisted, dispersed and condensed, and it faintly had the shape of a hideous ancient beast.

Greed, anger, gluttony, and lust were revealed from the beast form, and the power of the ultimate martial arts was like a hungry beast, tearing and devouring on the trickery.

That crazy posture made Feng Wuzhi frown.

He never knew that the strength of the Extreme Martial Arts still had such a side, was it an unknown mutation after the nuclear explosion, or something else?

He didn't know.

Now all he knew was that under the madness of the power of the Extreme Martial Arts, he was silently wailing.

Evaporating, boiling, gnawing, devouring, Feng Wu seemed to be able to perceive the unyielding and desperate of the silent hidden.

It doesn't want to lose itself, to discard the original obsession.

Suddenly, Feng Wu "saw" its source.

It was a neon night, with spotlights, stages, crowds, cheers, and hoarseness.

It's a carnival, and human emotions are foreign objects that can be transmitted, one person, two people, three people······· Thousands of people stay together, and the frenzy spreads like a plague, and even if you're calm enough, it's hard to help yourself at the moment.

Emotions are the most uncontrollable factors hidden in the depths of human consciousness, so organizations and governments are most afraid of gathering people, whether it is a disturbance or a demonstration, a large number of people, emotional rendering, a little spark will detonate these explosives, even if the intention is good, in this case, it is inevitable to be biased, and even used by people with good intentions.

Two people are involved in negotiations, and three people are likely to be involved in quarrels.

And emotions are not only unique to human beings, everything has its emotions, but they are not expressed, or in other words, they cannot be expressed. Human beings listen to the sound of all things, capture the emotions of all things, mix with things, form emotional resonance, and express them through human hands, which is art.

In the concert, the focus of silent hiding, under the emotional resonance of tens of thousands of people, has ignorance and pride beyond ordinary objects.

It's a pity that no artist has set his sights on a once-used costume, which was discarded in a corner with a glorious "memory" after the concert for decades.

Even though it is dusty, it has never forgotten that day, but unfortunately an object is an object after all, it has no body that conforms to the laws of biology, and it has no real soul, all it can do is wait indefinitely, holding on to the "memory" of that night until one day.

The Phantom Gate came, and as if feeling its obsession that had not dissipated for decades, a drop of black liquid silently emerged from the void, like a gift from the gods, dripping on its body.

It "woke up".

It seems to have been endowed with some kind of ability, constantly devouring the power of psionic energy from the void, the perfect power that can only be mobilized by a true creature with a soul in the unity of body and mind, but now, it is being pulled by this dead thing.

Its texture is changed under the action of psionic energy, and because of the effect of obsession, unique psionic circuits are formed, which give it unique abilities.

Its abilities continued to grow, absorbing more and more psionic energy, and the portrayal of psionic circuits became more complex day by day, until one day, it felt the pressure, the pressure from this world.

It absorbs psionic energy endlessly, like a mad devourer, and finally arouses natural hostility.

Until one day, its obsession can no longer withstand the hostility of nature, so the growth of the psionic circuit is suspended, forming a closed pattern, and its final energy level is locked.

"Is this the formation of the trick and its powers? What is the black liquid that suddenly appears, and why does the trick suffer from natural hostility?"

Feng Wu frowned, among them, it is very likely that there is some secret hidden, maybe it has something to do with his strength that cannot absorb spiritual energy, but can devour tricks to grow.

He vaguely remembered that Zhuang Yisan had mentioned when he introduced the psionic creation that the psionic creation must use the rare energy body-spirit crystal as the energy core, and it cannot naturally absorb the spiritual energy like a real trick to operate, and the Ministry of Science and Technology has conducted a lot of research on the trick energy, but has never been able to find the real reason.

Could it be that black drop? Where does it come from?

"Isn't it hostility that the world agrees with?"

Feng Wu groaned with unknown meaning, and the clues in his mind seemed to be connected, but there was too much confusion. In the end, he focused on the silent concealment, in his perception, the obsession in this trick is not strong, and it can even be said to be a weak level, otherwise the power of courage would not have taken out its roots so easily.

Thinking back to that kind of revelive attack, it seems that that the attack of that level is not without a price, and it is likely that every time it is cast, it will weaken the obsession remaining in the trick, and when the obsession disappears, it may be when the trick disappears.

And Yi Sen, apparently, has used this ability many times, so that the will hidden in the silent concealment has reached the verge of collapse.

"When a familiar melody sounds, when the lyrics reappear in the mouth of the singer, will you take the singer back to the most glorious moment, even if it comes at the cost of destruction?"

Feng Wu had an indescribable feeling in his heart, an object, but it had a certain sense of warmth than human beings.

"From today onwards, you are liberated. ”

As soon as Feng Wu shook his palm, a large amount of blood was sprinkled on the silent concealment, and the blood continued to steam, and after the blood was completely steamed, it devoured the power of the treacherous power, and because there was no parasite, it would return to his body, and so on.

"I'm going to bleed profusely······"

Feng Wu looked at the huge volume of the silent concealment and couldn't help but sigh.

··················

In the past three days, the news of Yi Sen's death and silent disappearance has continued to ferment.

Even the freshmen who had just entered the school knew the news that Yi Sen was killed by the freshmen of the first-year martial arts class A, and the students in the Fengwu class heard the news, and they couldn't keep their mouths together, but when they thought about Feng Wu's performance in the first class, they were a little relieved.

The three major societies also acted secretly, and among these elite societies, which were mostly composed of members of various martial arts families, many of their families were very interested in the trickery of silent concealment, because it was very important.

Someone was already sitting across from the principal's desk.

"Is this the meaning of the family behind you, or the will of the council. ”

Kui Shiquan put his hands on the table in front of him, staring at the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him, and said.

"Is there a difference? My family is also a member of the Council, and we represent the interests of the Council and the interests of tens of millions of fellow human beings in the Northwest Alliance. You should also know that the 'game' of that place is about to begin, and the value of this trick has soared to a height in the eyes of some people, and it is not something that a freshman from Jialong University can grasp, and it can play a better role in the hands of the right people. Of course, we'll compensate him afterwards. If it weren't for your face, do you think our people wouldn't have 'touched' him?"

The middle-aged man said.

"You martial arts families represent the interests of tens of millions of compatriots? If I said this twenty years ago, I might still believe it, and after the Bohai War, do you think I will still believe this kind of?"

Kui Shiquan said unceremoniously.

"Twenty years ago it was just an accident, and no one thought it would happen, and it was not wise to hold on to the past and generalize. ”

The middle-aged man shrugged.

"I don't need you to say more, in short, my position is that the trick will not be given to you, you have the ability to talk to him yourself, you can talk to you, if you use other means, you have to ask my fist first. ”

Kui Shiquan said indifferently.

"Tsk, I don't dare to do anything with you, everyone knows that in Jialong Xiongguan, there are only a few people who can fight with you under the 'rebellious', and I don't touch this mold. ”

The middle-aged man said.

"But it's not me who is staring at this thing, nor is it my family, you are very strong, but there is no shortage of people in the alliance who are on par with you. The exchange letter of the Central Martial Arts Academy is already on the way, and soon the heirs of the three major families and some of the elites of the Council will go to Jialong Xiongguan for a six-month exchange. ”

The middle-aged man smiled at Kui Shiquan.

"Three Families ······"

Kui Shiquan's pupils shrank when he heard this.

"That 'game' is going to be restarted, and you should know its importance, and the alliance is not at ease to be just in charge of you Jialong. One of the families had a plan involving this trick, and they were already preparing to do it to Yi Sen, but they didn't expect this clown to sail in the gutter. By the way, what is your attitude towards the military department. ”

The middle-aged man said.

"Treat everyone equally. ”

Kui Shiquan said in a deep voice.

"That's good, then, I'm leaving. ”

The middle-aged man smiled, put on his top hat, and stood up.

"I also ask, which family has taken a fancy to the Silent Hide?"

Kui Shiquan asked.

"It's the 'Spirit'. ”