Invincibility Begins with Longevity

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

One move after another, "Boundless Sea of ​​Fire" was played continuously, and the marks of flames turned into flying in the air, clearing one area after another.

Hundreds of thousands of three-eyed crows were reduced to pieces in the explosion.

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...

The system automatically recalled the reminder, which quickly flashed through my mind.

Tang Mubai led Hong Xiao to kill them 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.

Tang Mubai was both tangled and cheerful.

There are a lot of three-eyed crows, so the vitality recovered after killing them is naturally a lot.

For him, it was a lifespan increase.

But there are so many three-eyed crows, it would be troublesome if a four-eyed crow ran out.

Four-Eyed Raven, King...

Well, wait!

Suddenly, Tang Mubai stopped, called Hong Xiao to stop, and listened attentively.

After a while, his eyes turned cold, he directly grabbed Hong Xiao's shoulders, and led her into the sky.

"嘠~"

"Wow!——"

Countless three-eyed crows saw this scene, and when they dispersed, their screams became louder and louder.

The invisible gazes intertwined and gathered together, muddying the air, creating a terrible sense of oppression, constantly impacting the hearts of Tang Mubai and Hong Xiao.

"roll!"

Tang Mubai roared, and launched a move of "Fire Sea without End", which turned into countless flame marks and scattered around his body, clearing out a large open area.

All the three-eyed crows in the area exploded.

[Vitality +57]

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...

The recovery prompt flashed.

Tang Mubai grabbed Hong Xiao, took this opportunity, and flashed to the left with lightning.

Go straight to a dark stone pillar more than 500 meters high in the distance.

He heard, there was a bell ringing from the top of the stone pillar!

The three-eyed crows were in turmoil, and tens of thousands of them were all over the air, besieging him non-stop, not by themselves, but by someone else!

The messenger 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 five-orifice supernatural power, his hearing is different from ordinary people, and he can hear the ringtone and the source of the ringtone from the screams of the three-eyed crows all over the sky!

And flying with Hongxiao was easy for Tang Mubai.

The two flew through the air, and their speed was at its peak.

Soon, when they reached the top of Shizhu Mountain, they saw an old man with disheveled hair in Taoist robes, holding a bell, shaking it rhythmically.

With the sound of the bell,

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 the three-eyed crows seemed to be summoned, and they kept attacking all life within sight.

Yes, not only Tang Mubai and Hong Xiao, but other people and beasts also received the group death gaze of the Three-Eyed Crow.

Within Tang Mubai's field of vision, dozens of ferocious bulls with pale skin ran away in panic while roaring, collided with each other, and finally, all of them died.

But it doesn't end there!

The ferocious bulls fell down, but their souls broke away from their bodies amidst the ringing of the bell, and floated into the air.

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

Not only the soul of the ferocious bull, but also the souls of other ferocious beasts, dinosaurs, and giant insects were also attracted and lingered.

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

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

Not disappear!

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

The old man controls the Three-Eyed Crow, kills the inhuman beings within sight, and absorbs the soul, with the purpose of "feeding" the three fruits!

These three fruits became more and more familiar to Tang Mubai.

"Psychic fruit?"

"No mistake, it's the psychic fruit!"

Tang Mubai took a breath of spiritual energy.

The psychic fruit, five-turn elixir, is a high-level elixir that unlocks life wisdom, increases spiritual power, and strengthens the soul.

Eat one, and you can become a genius with an unforgettable memory and amazing understanding.

The old man absorbs the soul of life and feeds the psychic fruit tree, the purpose is to accelerate the growth of the psychic fruit!

The growth of the psychic fruit is originally to absorb the energy of the world, and then, it will bloom in three hundred years, bear fruit in three hundred years, and mature in three hundred years.

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

There is nothing wrong with the old man doing this, Tang Mubai didn't know about it, and it was fine if he didn't meet him.

But he almost fell for it, so he can't do it!

"boom!"

There was an explosion out of thin air.

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

The old man, who was focused on controlling the bell, stopped at the same time, his clothes were broken, his chest and back were shaken by the shock wave, he vomited blood, and he lay on the ground.

Boom!

An invisible force of oppression fell from the sky, and the oppressive old man just wanted to move.

huh huh~

"Star Picker" was activated again, and the "binding" ability imprisoned the old man tightly, and he fell to the ground, unable to move.

The ringing of the bell reverberating from the sky and the ground stopped abruptly without anyone controlling it.

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

In less than half a minute, he ran clean.

"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 the sneak attack.

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

boom!

With a muffled sound, the old man 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 drank in a low voice, "Old guy, you are really good at absorbing souls and feeding psychic fruit trees!"

The old man was silent.

With one word from Tang Mubai, he understood the cause and effect.

The reason 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 so powerful that he found him in turn!

This is so frustrating.

It is not qualified to say that there was no disaster.

I can only blame him for being unlucky!

"I... I am a person who has settled down in the city of fog."

The old man panted, "If this grand master is willing to let me go, we can settle down...ah!"

The old man suddenly screamed.

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 deed, can you let me go after you go back?"

"Really...really!"

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

As long as he escapes this catastrophe, he must make sure that Tang Mubai can't live or die...

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the old man lost consciousness.

Tang Mubai stomped on his head directly!

[Vitality +101]

Heh, is the old guy in good health? He actually has a body training 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 an aristocratic family, he might carry some good things with him.

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

"Huh? This is?"

Suddenly, Tang Mubai's hands paused, and his eyes fell on an ancient painting.

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

There are mountains, rivers, clouds, birds and beasts on it... everything that one expects to find.

At first glance, it looks like a landscape painting.

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

Because of this ancient painting, it was stored on the left chest of the old man.

You know, Tang Mubai's kick just now used 90% of his strength. After penetrating the old man's body, even the stone pillar on the ground cracked.

This ancient painting is safe and sound, not only is it not worn at all, even the wrinkles are not seen in the slightest.

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

Tang Mubai concentrated his mind and searched carefully on the scroll with his eyes.

Rivers, mountains, birds and beasts...

Looking at it, a strange look suddenly appeared on Tang Mubai's face.

"This ancient painting seems to be incomplete?"

"Not right!"

"The picture scroll is not incomplete, but the painting is incomplete!"

Tang Mubai looked solemn.

The picture scroll is a single finger painting, whether it is complete or not. As for painting, it is a kind of artistic conception, which is difficult to describe in words.

Whether a painting is vivid or not depends on the artistic conception.

The artistic conception of this painting in front of me is incomplete, but it reveals weirdness everywhere. Seeing it in his eyes, Tang Mubai felt uncomfortable no matter what.

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

There was no response at first, but soon—

hum!

The brain suddenly went blank, and the ancient paintings in the field of vision changed drastically.

Then, Tang Mubai's face turned pale, and the qi and blood in his body roared out, and he couldn't control it in time, just like a volcano that had been suppressed for hundreds of millions of years erupted loudly.

"puff!"

Tang Mubai opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body trembled uncontrollably, and a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Captain, are you alright?" Hong Xiao asked nervously, startled.

"……fine!"

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

At that moment just now, the content of the ancient painting that appeared in his field of vision changed drastically in an instant. The original rivers, mountains, grasslands, and even the traces of clouds and mists in the sky seemed to come alive, turning into substance in an instant.

Boxing!

Countless fist shadows!

Overwhelming, all over the mountains and plains of boxing shadows!

Like a substantive fist shadow, it fills the entire ancient painting. It's like ten thousand horses galloping, roaring endlessly. In an instant, it exploded, turning into pieces of rain curtains, attacking Tang Mubai's mind frantically.

"Huh!~"

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

"Damn it!"

Tang Mubai cursed secretly.

He thought that what was hidden in the ancient painting was also a seven-rank martial art.

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

Artistic conception, illusory.

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, let alone physique.

Only by relying on such a sliver of luck, there is an extremely low chance to comprehend the artistic conception and strengthen oneself.

A low-level warrior, if he has artistic conception, he can leapfrog challenges without limit.

Sword Intent, Saber Intent, that's it!

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

Abnormal worth mentioning, or horror.

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

"The old guy got this ancient painting from somewhere. Fortunately, he doesn't have the ability to unlock the key. Otherwise, it might not be so easy to restrain him just now."

Tang Mubai pondered.

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

"No! If this continues, even if my physical body can withstand the invasion of the fist, my will will be crushed by this fist! The will of heaven and man can resist for a while at most!"

Tang Mubai clearly felt that his brain was getting more and more painful. Uncontrollably, his face became paler and paler. The eyes are closed, but the mind is suppressed, eroded, and destroyed all the time.

"I can't resist, the only way is to master this fist! Otherwise, the only way I can go is to become a living dead!"

The living dead have a body but no soul.

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

"break!"

With a loud shout, Tang Mubai opened his eyes and looked at the picture scroll, his eyes sparkled.

"Boom!"

In the ancient painting, following Tang Mubai's anti-aggression, the sudden riot of fist shadows all over the sky, as if they had self-awareness, circled and danced.

next moment--

"Roar!"

The endless fists seemed to sense the emergence of a crisis, and violent riots came out, surrounding Tang Mubai's mind, launching a frenzied attack.

bang bang bang!

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

"You are just an idea, no soul, no consciousness, obey me, I will give you a chance to grow into wisdom!"

"Yes, the world is big, and I'm small. But I have freedom, but you don't!"

"Since you have been sealed on the ancient painting, no matter how strong you are, it is useless!"

"Surrender to me! Be my will!"

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

Tang Mubai's heart was shaken, he roared loudly, and his eyes shot crazy.

This is a competition of wills, the loser will become a slave.

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

The will of heaven and man is fully activated at this moment, and it collides wildly with the fist seal sealed in the ancient painting!

Under the battle between these two pure forces, Tang Mubai's heart was clear, and he suddenly realized something. Unknowingly, the hands clenched into fists.

Swish!

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

Accompanied by a dull sound, a circle of ripples exploded out of thin air at the place where Tang Mubai hit.

"Surrender to me! You will transform, grow, and be reborn in the true sense!"

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

"Surrender to me! I will take you to conquer everything and break everything, not only this day, this place, 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 a 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 the opportunity to temper his spirit!

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