Chapter 293: [A catastrophe? 】(2 in 1)

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
One move after another, "Huo Hai Wu Ya" kept playing, and the imprint of flames flying in the air, clearing one area after another.
Hundreds and thousands of three-eyed crows turned into minced meat in the explosion.
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The system automatically recycles reminders, flashing through my mind quickly.
Tang Mubai took Hong Xiao and bombed all the way.
It's just that there are too many three-eyed crows, tens of thousands.
And stared at them, killing batch after batch.
Tang Mubai is both tangled and refreshing.
There are a lot of three-eyed crows, and the vitality recovered after extermination is natural.
This is for him, it is to increase the life span of rubbing rubbing.
But there are so many three-eyed crows, in case a four-eyed crow comes out, it will be troublesome.
Four-eyed crow, king ...
Well, wait!
Steeply, Tang Mubai stopped walking, stopped Hong Xiao, and listened with his ears.
After a moment, his eyes were cold and he grabbed Hong Xiao's shoulder directly and took her to the sky.
"嘠 ~"
"嘠! "
Seeing this scene with countless three-eyed crows, the screaming became louder and louder as they spread out.
Invisible eyes, intertwined and converged, stirring the air, producing a terrible sense of oppression, constantly impacting Tang Mubai and Hong Xiao's soul.
"Go!"
Tang Mubai snarled, with a move of "Haihai Wuya", which turned into countless flame marks scattered around the body, clearing a large open area.
All three-eyed crows in the area exploded.
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The recycling reminder flashed.
Tang Mubai grabbed Hong Xiao and took advantage of this opportunity to flash away to the left.
Straight into the distance is a dark stone pillar more than 500 meters high.
He heard that on the top of the stone pillar, a ringtone came out!
The three-eyed crow was in turmoil, and tens of thousands were all over the air. He was besieging him incessantly, not by himself, but by someone!
The messenger behind the scene is at the top of a stone pillar more than 500 meters high like a mountain.
This is also due to Tang Mubai's opening of the five-knowledge magic. Hearing is different from ordinary people. He can hear the ringtone and the source of the ringtone from the screams of the three-eyed crow in the sky!
And fly with Hongxiao, it is easy for Tang Mubai.
The two flew through the sky, and the speed was maximized.
Soon, he reached the top of Shizhu Mountain and saw an old man in a robe with disheveled hair, holding a bell, and gently shaking rhythmically.
With the shaking of the bell, a series of sounds containing rhythm passed from the top of Shizhu Mountain and spread out for thousands of kilometers.
Under the influence of this burst of noise, all three-eyed crows seemed to be summoned to attack all life within their eyes.
Yes, not only Tang Mubai and Hong Xiao, but also other people and fierce beasts were also stared at by the death of a group of three-eyed crows.
Within Tang Mubai's field of vision, dozens of fierce white-skinned savage cows ran away in fear, ran into each other, and finally, all died.
But this is not over!
The fierce cows fell down, but their souls were separated from the body in the bell and floated into the air.
Then, as if summoned, he floated to the top of Shizhu Mountain. Behind the old man, a thin trunk that was more than three meters high without a leaf hovered.
Not only the souls of fierce bulls, but also the spirits of other fierce beasts, dinosaurs, and giant insects, are also attracted and hovered.
At first glance, countless souls gathered together, but only formed a ghost.
But Tang Mubai looked carefully, these souls were slowly and slowly becoming transparent.
Is not gone!
It turned into a plume of mist, absorbed by the three red ping pong on the thin trunk and the red fruits!
The old man controls the three-eyed crow, kills the inhuman life within his sight, and absorbs the soul, the purpose is to "feed" the three fruits!
These three fruits, Tang Mubai is more and more familiar.
"Psychic fruit?"
"You can't go wrong, it's psychic fruit!"
Tang Mubai took a breath.
Tangling fruit, the five-turn elixir, is a high-level elixir that opens the wisdom of life, increases spiritual strength, and strengthens the soul.
Eating one can make people become unforgettable, amazing genius.
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 psychic fruit is to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, and then it will bloom for three hundred years, and the fruit will be ripe for three hundred years.
Can be fed with soul power, but can greatly reduce the time.
The old man is so blameless. Tang Mubai didn't know it, just didn't meet him.
But he almost succeeded, he couldn't do it!
"Boom!"
Exploded out of thin air.
The air around the old man's body exploded suddenly.
The old man who controlled the bell, stopped, and at the same time, his clothes were broken, his front chest and back were shocked by shock wave, and his mouth vomited blood.
嘭!
The invisible force of oppression descended from the sky, and the suppressed old man just wanted to move.
Woo hou ~
"Star Picker" was launched again, and the "bundle" ability held the old man to death, fell to the ground and could not move.
Echoed the ringing of the sky and the ground, no one controlled it, and it stopped immediately.
All over the air, tens of thousands of three-eyed crows followed quickly to spread out and flee in all directions.
Less than half a minute, I ran clean.
"Who ... who!"
The old man's eyes widened, and he tried to raise his head and looked into the air to confirm who had attacked.
Was suddenly captured. At this time, he was angry and full of panic.
boom!
There was a muffled noise, and the old man's body flew from the ground, rolling and falling 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 low, "Old guy, you are good at it, you can learn the soul and feed the psychic fruit trees!"
The old man is silent.
Tang Mubai's words, he will understand the cause and effect.
Dare is that when he controlled the three-eyed crow to attack everywhere, he hit Tang Mubai passing by.
As a result, Tang Mubai was powerful, and in turn found him!
This is so suffocating.
Said that there is no disaster, and is not qualified.
Can only blame him!
"I ... I'm the one who lives away from Wucheng."
The old man gasped, "If this guru is willing to let me go, we will settle down ... ah!"
The old man screamed suddenly.
It was Tang Mubai who stepped on his chest and stepped on a blood hole with a broken bone.
"Did you let go?"
Tang Mubai shook his head, "Do you think I'm an idiot? I interrupt your good deeds, can you let go after you go back?"
"Really ... really!"
The old man endured the pain, closed his eyes and fought, but in his heart, the hatred of Tang Mubai reached its peak.
As long as he escaped this disaster, he must have Tang Mubai to survive, not to die ...
嘭!
There was a muffled sound, and the old man's consciousness disappeared.
Tang Mubai stepped on his head directly with one foot!
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Oh, is the old guy's physique good? Actually, he has specialized in practicing martial arts.
Tang Mubai is slightly different.
Immediately, shook his head, crouched down, and searched on the old man.
Since he is a child of the family, he might carry some good things with him.
Such a good thing, Tang Mubai will not let go.
"Huh? Is this?"
Suddenly, Tang Mubai made a move in his hand, and his eyes fell on an ancient painting.
The ancient paintings are not long, and it takes about one meter to expand.
High mountains, rivers, clouds, birds and beasts ... everything.
At first glance, it looks like a landscape picture.
However, the more Tang Mubai looked, the more brows he couldn't help frowning.
Because of this ancient painting, it was stored on the left chest of the old man.
You must know that Tang Mubai's foot just now used 90% of his strength. After penetrating the old man's body, even the stone pillars on the ground stepped into cracks.
This ancient painting was safe and sound, not only did it not wear out at all, but it did not even show any wrinkles.
"There is a problem! This picture is not simple!"
Tang Mubai concentrated his energy, and his eyes searched carefully on the scroll.
Rivers, mountains, birds and animals ...
Looked, Tang Mubai's face suddenly appeared strange.
"This ancient painting seems to be incomplete?"
"Not right!"
"The picture is not incomplete, but the image is incomplete!"
Tang Mubai looked solemn.
Picture scroll single finger painting, whether it is complete. The artistic conception is a kind of artistic conception, which is difficult to describe in words.
A picture is vivid or not, it is the artistic conception.
The picture in front of him is incomplete, but weirdness is revealed everywhere. Tang Mubai saw how uncomfortable he felt in his eyes.
Thoughts moved, could not help but concentrate on watching carefully.
Did not respond at first, but soon
Hum!
The brain is suddenly blank, and the ancient paintings in the field of vision follow the changes.
Then, Tang Mubai's face was pale, his body's blood and blood roared out, and he had no time to control it, just like a volcano that has suppressed hundreds of millions of years, burst out.
"Poof!"
Tang Mubai opened his mouth and spit out a big mouth of congestion. Uncontrolled shaking of the body, a large bloodshot at the corner of the mouth.
"Team leader, are you okay?" Hong Xiao on the side was startled and nervous.
"... It's okay!"
Tang Mubai waved his hand, but in his heart, it was horrified.
In the moment just now, the ancient painting appeared in his field of vision, and the content on it changed greatly in a flash. The original rivers, mountains, grasslands, and even the slightest cloud of air in the air seemed to come alive, and instantly turned into substance.
Fist Shadow!
Countless fist shadows!
Overwhelming, shadows of mountains and mountains!
Is like a substantive fist shadow, full of ancient paintings. It seemed like ten thousand horses galloping and roaring. In an instant, it burst into a rain shower, and attacked Tang Mubai's mind wildly.
"Call! ~"
Take 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 body's qi and blood, and the explosive posture caused by the stimulation cannot be relieved.
"Damn!"
Tang Mubai secretly scolded.
He thought that the hidden hidden in the ancient paintings is also a martial art of seven turns.
Think of it, what is hidden in it is like a terrifying punch that can penetrate the sky!
Artistic conception, illusory.
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 can't match with physique.
Can only rely on such a little luck to have a very low chance to comprehend the mood and strengthen itself.
A low-level warrior, if he has artistic conception, then he can challenge without limit.
Sword and sword, that's it!
This seems incredible, but as long as you understand the mood, you can do it.
It's all perverted, horrible.
In short, it is the genius who can comprehend the artistic conception.
"The old guy didn't know where to get this ancient painting. Fortunately, he didn't have the ability to unlock the key. Otherwise, I just feared that it was not so easy to restrain him."
Tang Mubai pondered.
He glanced at it, and his mind was completely occupied by the excited punch. At this moment, even if he closed his eyes, there was no way to stop the intrusion of boxing.
"No! In this way, even if my body can withstand the invasion of boxing, my will will be crushed by this boxing intention! Heaven and man will resist at most for a while!"
Tang Mubai clearly sensed that his brain became more and more painful. His face became uncontrollable and became paler. The eyes are closed, but the mind is suppressed, eroded, and destroyed all the time.
"Hard resistance is not enough, the only way is to master this punch! Otherwise, I can only go the way of being a living dead!"
Living dead, with flesh and no soul.
Finally became stronger, Tang Mubai did not want to become a living dead.
"Broken!"
Screamed, Tang Mubai looked at the picture with his eyes open, his eyes shining brightly.
"Boom!"
In the ancient paintings, with Tang Mubai's anti-aggression, the sudden riot of fist shadows in the sky seemed to be self-conscious, circling and dancing.
next moment--
"Roar!"
Endless boxing, seems to feel the emergence of a crisis, a violent riot came out, launched a crazy attack around Tang Mubaixinshen.
Bang Bang Bang!
A silent contest kicked off in Tang Mu's mind ...
"You are only a mind, no soul, no consciousness, obey me, I give you the opportunity to grow into a spiritual wisdom!"
"Yes, the world is big, I'm small. But I have freedom, and you, no!"
"You have been sealed on the ancient paintings, then no matter how strong it is, it is useless!"
"Submit to me! Be my will!"
"I will take you to kill everything and laugh at the world!"
Tang Mubai shook his heart, screamed loudly, and his eyes were mad.
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Tang Mubai can't lose, he won't lose!
The will of the heaven and man will be launched at this moment, and it will collide with the fist of the seal in the ancient painting!
Under the battle between these two pure forces, Tang Mubai had a clear heart and suddenly felt something. Unconsciously, clenched palms for fists.
Now!
The body does not move, and the fists wave.
With a dull sound, Tang Mubai's location hit a ripple out of thin air.
"Succumb to me! You will transform, grow up and get a real rebirth!"
"Submit to me! This ancient painting will no longer be the prison that binds you. You will have complete freedom. This world, except me, is no longer a block!"
"Submit to me! I will take you to conquer everything and break everything, not just this day, this place, but also all living beings!"
Tang Mubai's voice became louder and louder, and the trajectory of double fist waving became more and more blurred. When the attack speed of the warrior reaches a certain extreme, the trajectory will become blurred.
The fist in the ancient paintings hit Tang Mubai.
But also brought Tang Mubai, the opportunity to temper the spirit!
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