"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

One move after another, the "Boundless Sea of Fire" kept being played, and the flame marks turned into flew in the air, clearing one area after another.

Hundreds of three-eyed crows were reduced to minced meat in the explosion.

[HP +61]

[HP +65]

[HP +50]

......

The system automatically recycles the prompt, which flashes quickly in my mind.

Tang Mubai took Hongxiao and bombarded all the way.

It's just that there are too many three-eyed crows, tens of thousands.

And just stared at them, killing a batch and coming over again.

Tang Mubai is both tangled and refreshing.

The number of three-eyed crows is large, and the vitality recovered after extermination is naturally large.

For him, that's a sloppy increase in lifespan.

But there are so many three-eyed crows, and if a four-eyed crow escapes, it will be troublesome.

Four-Eyed Raven, King ......

Well, wait!

Steeply, Tang Mubai stopped, stopped Hongxiao, and listened attentively.

After a while, his eyes were cold, and he directly grabbed Hongxiao's shoulders and took her into the air.

"Huh~"

"Woo ——"

Seeing this, countless three-eyed crows scattered and their screams became louder and louder.

The invisible gaze, intertwined and converging, muddied the air, producing a terrifying sense of oppression, constantly impacting Tang Mubai and Hongxiao's hearts.

"Get out!"

Tang Mubai roared, and with a move "Boundless Sea of Fire", he turned into countless flame marks scattered around his body, clearing out a large open area.

The three-eyed crows in the area all exploded.

[HP +57]

[HP +45]

[HP +62]

......

The recycling prompt flashed.

Tang Mubai grabbed Hongxiao and took this opportunity to flash towards the left.

Straight to a pitch-black stone pillar more than 500 meters high in the distance.

He heard a bell at the top of the pillar!

The three-eyed crow was in turmoil, tens of thousands of them were all over the air, densely besieging him, not by himself, but by someone manipulating him!

The commander behind the scenes is at the top of a stone pillar that is more than 500 meters high and looks like a mountain.

This is also thanks to Tang Mubai's opening of the five supernatural powers, his hearing is different from ordinary people, and he can hear the ringtone and the source of the ringtone from the screaming of the three-eyed crow in the sky!

And flying with the red sky is easy for Tang Mubai.

The two of them flew through the air, and their speed was exerted to the extreme.

Soon, when I arrived at the top of Shizhu Mountain, I saw an old man wearing a Taoist robe with messy hair, holding a bell, shaking it gently and rhythmically.

With the shaking of the bell, a series of rhythmic sounds were transmitted from the top of Shizhu Mountain, spreading thousands of kilometers away.

Under the influence of this loud sound, all the three-eyed crows seemed to be summoned, and they kept attacking all life within their sight.

Yes, not only Tang Mubai and Hongxiao, but other people and fierce beasts were also stared at by the group of three-eyed crows.

Within Tang Mubai's field of vision, dozens of fierce bulls with miserable white skin fled in panic in a low roar, collided with each other, and in the end, all of them died.

But it doesn't end there!

The bulls fell, but their souls broke away from their bodies and floated into the air at the sound of the bell.

Then, as if summoned, he floated to the top of Shizhu Mountain, and behind the old man, a thin tree more than three meters tall and without a single leaf hovered.

Not only the souls of ferocious bulls, but also the souls of other ferocious beasts, dinosaurs, and giant insects are also attracted and hovering.

At first glance, countless souls gathered together, only to form ghosts.

But Tang Mubai looked carefully, and these souls were slowly, slowly becoming transparent.

It's not going away!

Instead, it turned into wisps of mist, absorbed by the three ping-pong ball-sized, red fruits on the trunk of the thin tree!

The old man controls the three-eyed crow, kills the inhuman life within his sight, and sucks the soul, the purpose is to "feed" the three fruits!

These three fruits, Tang Mubai is more and more familiar with them.

"Psychic fruit?"

"It's not wrong, it's the psychic fruit!"

Tang Mubai gasped.

Psychic fruit, the five-turn elixir, is a high-level elixir that opens the wisdom of life, increases spiritual power, and strengthens the soul.

Eating one can make people become unforgettable, amazing geniuses.

The old man absorbs the soul of life and feeds the psychic fruit tree, the purpose is to make the psychic fruit grow faster!

The growth of the psychic fruit is originally to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, and then, it blooms in three hundred years, bears fruit in three hundred years, and matures in three hundred years.

It can be fed with soul power, but it can greatly reduce the time.

It's understandable for the old man to do this, Tang Mubai doesn't know, and he doesn't meet it.

But he almost got hit, and he couldn't!

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded out of thin air.

The air around the old man's body exploded suddenly.

The old man, who was bent on controlling the bell, stopped at the same time, his clothes were torn, his chest and back were trembled by the shock wave, his mouth was spitting blood, and the whole person was lying on the ground.

Boom!

The invisible force of oppression fell from the sky, and the old man who suppressed it just wanted to move.

Huhuhu~

"Star Picker" was launched again, and the "binding" ability imprisoned the old man to death, fell to the ground, and couldn't move.

The ringing that echoed in the sky and on the ground, no one controlled, immediately stopped abruptly.

All over the air, tens of thousands of three-eyed crows quickly dispersed and fled in all directions.

In less than half a minute, I ran clean.

"Who...... Who!"

The old man's eyes widened, and he tried to raise his head and look into the air to confirm who had attacked.

Suddenly captured, he was angry and frightened at the same time.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the old man's body flew up from the ground and tumbled and landed in front of the psychic fruit tree.

Tang Mubai and Hongxiao fell from the sky and stood beside the old man.

"You...... Who are you?"

The old man roared hoarsely.

"People passing by. ”

Tang Mubai snorted, "Old guy, you have good skills, you can absorb souls and feed psychic fruit trees!"

The old man was silent.

Tang Mubai said a word, and he understood the cause and effect.

Dare is that 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 powerful and found him in turn!

This is especially aggrieved.

It is not qualified to say that there is no calamity.

He can only be blamed for his bad luck!

"I ...... I'm the one who made my home in Foggy City. ”

The old man gasped, "If this Grandmaster is willing to let me go, we will settle down...... Ahh

The old man suddenly screamed.

But it was Tang Mubai who stepped on his chest and stepped out of a bloody hole with broken bones.

"Released you?"

Tang Mubai shook his head, "Are you an idiot for me?" I interrupted your good deeds, can you still let it go after you go back?"

"Really...... Really!"

The old man endured the pain, closed his eyes and fought for it, but in his heart, his hatred for Tang Mubai reached its peak.

As long as he escapes this catastrophe, he must not survive or die......

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the old man's consciousness disappeared.

Tang Mubai stepped on his head directly!

[HP +101]

Heh, is the old guy's physique good, he actually has a special cultivation of physical martial arts.

Tang Mubai was slightly surprised.

Immediately, he shook his head, squatted down, and searched the old man.

Since he is a child of a family, he may carry some good things with him.

Tang Mubai will not let go of this kind of good thing.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Tang Mubai's hand moved, and his eyes fell on an ancient painting.

The ancient painting is not long, and it is about one meter when it is unfolded.

On it mountains, rivers, clouds, birds and beasts...... The whole nine yards.

At first glance, it looks like a landscape map.

However, the more Tang Mubai looked at it, the more his brows couldn't help frowning.

Just because of this ancient painting, the storage location is on the old man's left chest.

You must know that Tang Mubai's kick just now, but with ninety percent of his strength, after penetrating the old man's body, even the stone pillars on the ground stepped on cracks.

The ancient painting was unharmed, not only was it not worn, but even the wrinkles were not visible.

"There's a problem! This painting is not simple!"

Tang Mubai concentrated, his eyes carefully searching the scroll.

Rivers, mountains, birds and animals......

Looking at it, a touch of strangeness suddenly appeared on Tang Mubai's face.

"This ancient painting seems to be incomplete?"

"That's not right!"

"The scroll is not broken, but the painting is defective!"

Tang Mubai's expression was solemn.

The scroll refers to the painting alone, whether it is complete or not. And painting, that is a kind of artistic conception, it is difficult to describe in words.

Whether a painting is expressive or not, what you see is the artistic conception.

The artistic conception of the painting in front of me is incomplete, but it is full of strangeness. Tang Mubai saw it in his eyes, how uncomfortable he felt.

With a moving mind, I couldn't help but concentrate and observe carefully.

No response at first, but soon-

Airplanes!

The brain suddenly went blank, and the ancient paintings in the field of vision followed up with great changes.

Then, Tang Mubai's face turned pale, and the qi and blood in his body boiled and roared out, and he didn't have time to control it at all, just like a volcano that had been suppressed for hundreds of millions of years, bursting out.

"Poof!"

Tang Mubai opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body shook uncontrollably, and a large amount of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Leader, are you okay?" Hongxiao on the side was startled and said nervously.

“...... It's okay!"

Tang Mubai waved his hand, but in his heart, he was shocked.

At that moment just now, the ancient paintings that appeared in his field of vision, the content on them, actually changed in an instant. The original rivers, mountains, meadows, and even the slightest cloud in the air seemed to come to life, and instantly turned into substance.

Fist Shadow!

Countless fist shadows!

The overwhelming and mountainous fist shadows!

It is like a materialized fist shadow, filling the entire ancient painting. It was like a galloping horse, roaring endlessly. In an instant, it burst out, turning into pieces of rain curtains, frantically attacking Tang Mubai's mind.

"Whew!~"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Mubai forcibly closed his eyes. In just a moment, his face was extremely pale. Moreover, even if you close your eyes, the qi and blood in your body and the explosive posture caused by stimulation cannot be alleviated.

"Damn it!"

Tang Mubai scolded secretly.

He thought that what was hidden in the ancient paintings was also a seven-turn martial arts.

Unexpectedly, what is hidden in it is overwhelming, as if it can penetrate the sky!

Artistic conception, ethereal.

Among the millions of warriors, there are at most one or two warriors who can comprehend the artistic conception.

It has nothing to do with talent, and it doesn't match up with physique.

can only rely on a trace of luck to have a very low chance of comprehending the artistic conception and strengthening oneself.

A low-level martial artist, if he has an artistic conception, then he can skip the challenge without restrictions.

Sword intent, sword intent, that's it!

This seems incredible, but as long as you understand the artistic conception, you can do it.

Perverted or terrifying.

In short, those who can comprehend the artistic conception are geniuses.

"The old guy got this old painting out of nowhere, but luckily he didn't have the ability to unravel it. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to restrain him just now. ”

Tang Mubai groaned.

He just glanced at it, and his mind was completely invaded by the fist intent that was aroused. At this moment, even if he closed his eyes, there was no way to stop the invasion of fist intent.

"No! If this continues, even if my physical body can withstand the invasion of fist intent, my will will be crushed by this fist intent!

Tang Mubai clearly sensed that his brain was getting more and more swollen. The face is uncontrollable and becomes more and more pale. The eyes are closed, but the mind is suppressed, eroded, and destroyed all the time.

"Hard resistance can't work, the only way is to master this fist intent! Otherwise, I can only go on the road of becoming a living dead!"

The living dead, with a body and no soul.

finally became stronger, Tang Mubai didn't want to become a living dead.

"Broken!"

With a loud shout, Tang Mubai opened his eyes and looked at the scroll, and the essence of light burst out in his eyes.

"Boom!"

On the ancient painting, with Tang Mubai's counter-aggression, the sudden riot of the fist shadow in the sky seemed to have self-consciousness, circling and dancing.

The next moment-

"Roar!"

The endless fist intent seemed to sense the emergence of a crisis, and a violent riot came out, surrounding Tang Mubai's mind and launching a crazy attack.

Bang bang bang!

A silent contest kicked off in Tang Mubai's mind......

"You are only a mind, no soul, no consciousness, obey me, I will give you the opportunity to grow into a spiritual intelligence!"

"Yes, the world is big, and I'm small. But I have freedom, and you, no!"

"Since you have been imprinted on the ancient paintings, no matter how strong you are, there is no place for you!"

"Surrender me!

"I'll take you to kill everything, laugh at the world!"

Tang Mubai's heart shook, roared loudly, and a crazy gaze burst into his eyes.

This is a contest of wills, and the losing side will be reduced to slavery.

Tang Mubai can't lose, and he won't lose!

The will of heaven and man is fully mobilized at this moment, and the fist intent sealed in the ancient painting collides wildly!

Under the battle of these two pure forces, Tang Mubai's heart was clear, and he suddenly had an understanding. Unconsciously, the palms of the hands were clenched into fists.

Swish!

The body does not move, and the fists are waved.

With a dull sound, Tang Mubai's striking position exploded into a circle of ripples out of thin air.

"Surrender to me!" and you will be transformed, and you will grow, and you will be reborn in the true sense of the word!"

"Surrender to me! This ancient painting will no longer be a prison that binds you. You will have complete freedom. In this world, except for me, there is no longer an obstacle!"

"Surrender to me! I will lead you to conquer everything, break everything, not only this day, this earth, but also all living beings!"

Tang Mubai's voice became louder and louder, and the trajectory of his fists became more and more blurred. When the warrior's attack speed reaches a certain extreme, the trajectory will become blurred.

The fist intent in the ancient painting impacted Tang Mubai.

But it also brought Tang Mubai an opportunity to temper his spirit!