Invincibility begins with longevity

There are mountains, jungles, grasslands, rivers, valleys, slopes...

Tang Mubai looked around, and what he saw was such a colorful world of blooming flowers and swaying green trees.

In addition, there are also birdmen flying in the air with twin feathers on their backs?

Yes, Birdman!

Above the cave world, at this moment, there are hundreds of birdmen with wings of different colors floating on their backs, men and women, old and young.

Hundreds of people stared blankly at the scenery outside the cave world, silently.

Birdman looked silly.

Tang Mubai couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Feather people?"

Tang Mubai narrowed his eyes.

This place is kind of interesting.

Treants, giants, and feathered people all exist.

Yuren is one of the four great alien races.

Treant, Merman, Giant, Featherman, each of the four great alien races is very strong.

It's just that there are many types, and they don't gather very much.

For example, the feathered people in front of them are divided into three types, which can be easily seen from the color of their wings behind them.

Gray Feather, Black Feather, White Feather!

"It's over, it's over! It's over!"

A strange sad voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Tang Mubai didn't understand the meaning, but it didn't hinder him from turning his head to look.

Looking at it, I saw a young man with black feathers, looking at the gradually dissipating transparent film with pain and despair on his face, howling in grief and indignation.

Tang Mubai didn't know him, but the other party's familiar voice could be heard immediately, it was the bird man who called "Stop" just now!

Almost at the same time when Tang Mubai was looking at the black feather youth, the black feather youth in grief and indignation also came back to his senses, glared at Tang Mubai, opened his mouth and roared, "It's you! It's all you!!!"

"what?"

Tang Mubai frowned. The other party's bird language could not be understood without spiritual transmission.

However, the face of the black feather youth flushed with anger showed that the black feather youth was definitely not conveying goodwill at this moment.

"I kill you!"

The black feather youth roared, and his fire-breathing eyes pierced Tang Mubai.

With a flap of wings—

"call!"

The wind swept through.

The figure of the young man with black feathers suddenly disappeared from his original position, and rushed to Tang Mubai like lightning.The sharp bone spear in his hand pierced Tang Mubai's chest fiercely.

"Ok?"

Tang Mubai frowned, and said in a low voice, "Get lost!"

Mobilize the Gang Qi to circle, condense into a ball, and sweep the bone spear head-on.

The power of the artistic conception of wind erupted, and with the powerful force and "bang bang" sound, the bone spear, which seemed extremely hard, burst on the spot, turned into fragments, and flew into the air.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The black-feathered young man was startled and angry. Amidst the roar, strips of black light suddenly emerged from his body, circling around his body and circling continuously.

Accompanied by that, there was also a chilly, icy, dead breath released from the black feather youth.

Bearing the brunt, Tang Mubai's face changed, and he was about to strike, interrupting the momentum of the black feather youth...

"Stop it! Stop it all for me!"

An old but energetic voice suddenly sounded in Tang Mubai's mind.

next moment--

"call out!"

The cold light pierced through the sky.

An old feathered man with white wings on his back galloped quickly from behind the cave world, blocking between Tang Mubai and the young man with black feathers.

"Stop! Doron! Stop it!"

The old Yuren first scolded the young Heiyu.Then, he turned around, looked at Tang Mubai with a kind face, and said with a smile in blunt New World lingua franca, "Nihao, Wojiaotuta, ruthlessly robbing Ni."

"Ok?"

Tang Mubai was startled.

It took a while to hear the specific meaning of what the old Yuren said.

It turned out to be "Hi, my name is Tuta, nice to meet you!"

Uncle's.

Thought it was birdsong.

Tang Mubai was amused in his heart. Seeing that the other party was still looking at him, he coughed lightly, nodded and said, "Tang Mubai."

Different from the hostility and murderous intent of the black feather youth, the aura emanating from the old feather man was very friendly.

Before he figured out Yuren's intentions, Tang Mubai decided to hold back for the time being, and see if he should do it or not.

Although there are as many as five hundred Yuren in the air.

But Tang Mubai was not afraid.

Although there are many of these feathered men, the elderly feathered men with the most violent breath fluctuations are nothing more than martial arts masters equivalent to the realm of gods.

As for the black feather youth who did it, he is not as good as Tang Mubai, who has just entered the innate cultivation base.

Tang Mubai has the confidence to deal with such a feathered person.In the worst case, he can retreat calmly.

"Hehe, Nihao, Duolong offended, I hope you will forgive me. This was not his original intention, he was just impulsive."

Hearing this, the old feather man smiled again.

This time, what he said was much clearer. Tang Mubai understood it without discerning it.

"Whether impulsive or not, I'm afraid it doesn't matter what you say, old man."

Tang Mubai said forcefully, "I have no grievances or enmities with you, it was you who provoked me first and stole my prey!"

"This..." The old Yuren was dumbfounded.

The black feather youth couldn't understand the conversation between Tang Mubai and the old Yuren, but from the expression on the old man's face, he could still tell that the situation was not good for them.

At that moment, there was a roar, and he roared, "Stop talking nonsense, fight if you want to fight! Human race boy, go to hell!"

boom!

The air exploded.

The black feather young man who had gathered his momentum to the apex suddenly burst out with a black halo, drowning Tang Mubai with lightning speed.

"stop!!!"

The old feather man roared.

Just, one step late.

The distance was too close, and Tang Mubai was hit on the spot.

In an instant, Tang Mubai's vision disappeared, and he was immersed in a dark world without stars, sun, moon, or any light.

Around the body, endless darkness filled the air.

It is like quicksand, attacking Tang Mubai's mind, consciousness, and even his body little by little from all directions, up, down, left, and right.

Tang Mubai was suddenly dizzy when he couldn't touch it.But then, he reacted immediately and took a deep breath to keep himself calm.With a strong will as a support, it is no longer affected.

"Spiritual attack? Soul shock? No, no, neither!"

"This should be some kind of secret technique, secret technique! Dark erosion? Or darkness swallowing?"

"My mind has not been captured, but my body can't move, which means that this secret technique is aimed at perception!"

"Block the perception, and you can crack it!"

Tang Mubai's brain turned and he thought quickly.At the end, with a low drink, he cheered up, "You can't go wrong, it's perception!"

There is no extra action.

Just keep calm and allow all consciousness to diffuse and thoughts to recycle.

Gradually, the endless darkness around the body began to disappear bit by bit.The speed went from slow to fast, and finally disappeared completely.

In the field of vision, the surrounding scenery, the feathered people living in the cave world not far away on the ground came into view again.

"impossible!"

Before Tang Mubai could fight back, a frightened roar sounded instantly.

The black-feathered youth stared at Tang Mubai whose color had recovered, and shouted in disbelief, "Impossible! This is impossible! How could he have cracked my 'Darkness Drowning' so quickly? Impossible! This is impossible!!!"

The black feather youth screamed.

"Hmph, it's impossible? Now you know it's impossible? I told you to stop, but you didn't listen! Now I see, not every human race can be dismissed casually!"

The old featherman reprimanded with a livid face.

At the end, he turned his head to look at Tang Mubai in embarrassment, and said in the common language of the New World, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we are willing to compensate, and I hope you can forgive Duolong's offense."

"Compensation? How to compensate?"

Tang Mubai said coldly with a cold light in his eyes.

The sudden attack of the black feather youth successfully angered Tang Mubai.Tang Mubai lit a fire when he thought of the endless squeeze of darkness!

"We are willing to compensate you ten glass fruits."

The old Yuren said with a heartbroken face.

"Liu Liguo? What is it?" Tang Mubai frowned, "You first snatched my prey, a head of the two-headed giant, and then shot me somehow, causing me to almost fall into darkness. Just ten wild fruits, I just want to send it away, is there such a cheap thing?"

"This……"

The old Yuren smiled wryly, and said powerlessly, "Then... what do you want?"

"Patriarch!"

Seeing the helplessness and bitterness of the old Yuren, the black-feathered young man temporarily forgot his astonishment towards Tang Mubai, and said angrily, "Why are we being so polite to him? It's just a human kid, I don't believe that we can't kill him..."

"To shut up!"

The old feathered man suddenly turned around, glared at the black feathered youth, and growled, "Say one more word, believe it or not, I'll destroy you!?"

hum!

The air was turbulent.

An invisible wave of power emanated from the old feathered man.

Heiyu youth, Tang Mubai, and even hundreds of Yuren who were in a daze were all affected and covered.

Tang Mubai's body trembled slightly, and then he returned to normal.

As for the others, they all felt as if they were standing there completely naked, and all the secrets on their bodies had been completely peeped by the old feathered man.

"Unique spiritual martial arts?"

Tang Mubai thought about it.

This old guy's aura is fluctuating, and his mental strength is unexpectedly strong.

Tang Mubai was silent.

The black feather youth was extremely aggrieved and uncomfortable.However, facing the coercion of the old Yuren, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only choose to bow his head.