Chapter 340 Purple Halo

Ouyang Ming's moves were like lightning, although he had never really touched Bai Shixue's skin. However, the little heat released by the munitions can still be felt by people.

Just like Bai Shixue, she felt just now, as if a ball of heat was rolling over her body, up and down, left and right, front and back, and there was no place to let go. Even though she vaguely felt that Ouyang Ming hadn't really touched her, the hot feeling of the gunfire passing by her body made her more and more addicted to it.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have let out that bone-piercing groan.

At that moment, she had an uncontrollable feeling. Fortunately, Ou Yangming's speed was fast enough, otherwise, she would really collapse from it.

However, when she opened her eyes, she saw Ou Yangming running away in a hurry like a defeated general. At this time, her mind was so complicated that it was unspeakable, it was definitely the strongest in her life.

That boy Ouyang Ming, what exactly do you want to do?

Does he really have that kind of thought for himself... Even Bai Shixue is not sure.

However, even though she was worried about gains and losses here, Ouyang Ming who fled was also having a hard time.

He took all the things on the list and ran out of the yard all the way, and ran through more than ten streets before slowing down. He searched, found a dark and deserted street at random, and sat cross-legged like this desperately.

At this moment, his heart was still throbbing, and what filled his mind was that plump and graceful beautiful body.

This ammunition... This ammunition is really bad!

If he had known that munitions had such a strange power, he would never have done what he did before.

Although he was stroking just now, there was no real physical contact between the two of them. but,

However, Ouyang Ming knew very well that the feeling given by this munition would definitely not be inferior to his own hands.

That is to say, when Ou Yangming touched Bai Shixue's body with gunfire, it was not much different from doing it himself.

At least, that's true from a personal point of view.

Although Ouyang Ming and Ni Yinghong didn't say it clearly, both of them knew that they had a white-headed agreement with each other.

So, now that he has done such a thing unintentionally, what is it?

Looking at his hands, Ouyang Ming let out a long and helpless sigh.

Before that, he was full of jealousy towards that witch Bai Shixue, and even had a trace of resentment. But he knew that from now on, he felt more guilty.

Shaking his head, Ouyang Ming restrained his mind as much as possible and stopped thinking about it.

However, that abrupt move just now also brought him huge benefits. Just like at this time, the purple storm that was rippling in the sea of ​​consciousness was his harvest.

Endless spiritual power was poured into the storm, and the core of the storm was a small figure condensed by the purple arms. At this time, this figure was slowly forming in the center of the storm.

Bai Shixue.

If someone who was familiar with Bai Shixue saw the center of the storm, they would definitely call out these three words without hesitation.

Because after the figure gradually became clear, her figure really emerged.

Ouyang Ming, who was mobilizing his mental power to operate, observed this scene even more clearly, and at the next moment, his mental consciousness almost collapsed because of it.

There was not even a shred of cover on this figure's body. The beautiful woman who seemed to be born in a storm actually showed her perfect body. The exquisite body with all the details almost made Ou Yangming spurt blood on the spot.

Clothes, clothes, clothes!

Ouyang Ming is a normal man, and he also has the mood to appreciate beautiful things.

However, he knew even more that this was a rare opportunity. If he missed it, the figure in the center of the storm would collapse and disappear, and he would not be able to obtain any buff from the spiritual fist.

Once this idea appeared, Ouyang Ming's determination suddenly became firm.

As if sensing his will, the figure at the center of the storm changed again, and Bai Shixue had an extra set of clothes on her body, which was the same as the one she was wearing just now.

Only then did Ouyang Ming heave a sigh of relief, he was able to put aside his worries and experience the miraculous changes in the storm.

More and more powerful spiritual power was put into it. When Jun Huo touched Bai Shixue, he had obtained all the data of her body, including the charming body and the mysterious and pleasant fragrance.

However, it is not a simple matter to evolve these data into the content of the simulation fist.

Moreover, Ouyang Ming also had a tinge of selfishness in his heart, he was not willing to imitate Bai Shixue's body in a normal way in boxing.

What he wants is to extract its essence and completely transform this power into his own ability.

Slowly closing his eyes, Ouyang Ming just sat in the street and started his own practice.

I don't know how long it took, the storm in the sea of ​​consciousness slowly stopped, and at this time, in the unknown depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, the enchanting figure born from the storm did not disappear, but with a magical way exists.

Just like those special attributes and rune secrets, it is surrounded by magical purple halos, floating here in an incomprehensible form.

There was a smile on the corner of Ou Yangming's mouth. Last night he was still thinking about how to improve and strengthen his spiritual fist. But at this moment, he has already touched the method of progress and stepped on the threshold.

While his thoughts were turning, Ouyang Ming didn't get up, his mental strength was still surging.

And when the huge spiritual power converges in the sea of ​​consciousness, another purple halo is born from it.

In this purple halo, a sword with nine rings unexpectedly appeared.

This is a magic weapon forged by Ouyang Ming, so he naturally remembers it clearly, and the simulated forging of the Nine-ring Broadsword is even easier.

A moment later, next to Bai Shixue's body, there was this simulated nine-ring sword.

Ouyang Ming's heart became more and more excited, and even his whole body seemed to become excited.

When he was close to Bai Shixue before, he had an idea and used ammunition and spiritual power to simulate it, just like absorbing attributes and imprinting runes, and based on spiritual power, he shaped Bai Shixue.

Before that, he was not sure of success, but after trying, he got unexpected huge gains.

Sensing the two purple halos that suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, Ouyang Ming's face showed joy. He has a feeling that if these two kinds of power can be added to the spiritual fist, its power will become extremely terrifying.

Without thinking about it, he mobilized his spiritual power, sat on the horse with his waist down, and turned his qi to his dantian, intending to integrate his true qi, spiritual power and purple halo into one.

However, at the next moment, when these forces with different characteristics were about to merge, Ouyang Ming stopped abruptly.

There were traces of sweat on his forehead, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

An inexplicable, huge sense of crisis suddenly emerged, making him tremble from the bottom of his heart.

Somewhere, there seemed to be an extremely mysterious feeling telling him that such an approach was inappropriate. If he forcibly merged these forces into one, then his body would definitely not be able to bear such a huge amount of energy.

In mild cases, the meridians are broken, and he becomes a useless person from then on, in severe cases, there is even the possibility of exploding to death.

Such a premonition was so strong and true that Ouyang Ming couldn't feel any doubt at all.

Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Ming closed his eyes, his mood gradually calmed down, and then everything in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually returned to normal.

His fists clenched unconsciously.

Not enough, my own strength is not strong enough!

If he is not a masculine powerhouse at this moment, but has an ancestor-level physique, then perhaps he can use the power of his body to integrate and enhance the power of the spiritual fist.

At this moment, he is like a kettle, the water capacity that can be held is not much.

However, after adding the two kinds of power in the purple halo to the spiritual fist, its water capacity is as large as a basin.

If it is necessary to pour water from a basin into the kettle without leaking out, the kettle will definitely burst.

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and Ouyang Ming became irritable for no reason. He managed to find a way to increase his spiritual fist, but he was stuck on this level abruptly.

It's like on Valentine's Day, after eating, jumping over di, entering the room, and finding out the round objects, when everything is ready, it feels like touching blood on one hand, it is absolutely craving Desperate to death, and deeply unwilling.

Ou Yangming's mind was filled with countless thoughts, but no matter how much he wanted it, it was impossible for him to take the risk to try it at this time.

Looking up at the sky, Ouyang Ming's heart suddenly moved.

arms.

That's right, he used the purple aura of the military fire to solve the problem of absorbing the magical power of the enchanting body and the nine-ring sword. Then, can he use the power of the military fire to enhance them into the boxing technique?

His physical quality is not up to the requirement, but it can be made up for by equipment.

With the aid of arms, he can even forge magic weapons. So, what about attaching these two special powers to equipment?

Once this idea popped up, it was like a weed in the spring breeze, whizzing upwards, and I couldn't suppress it no matter what.

Ouyang Ming touched the interspatial bag on his body. There were many rare ores in it. The purpose of asking for these ores from the IKEA Pavilion was to prepare gift materials for the twenty-five newly promoted ancestors.

However, now it seems that these materials will be used by themselves first.

Turning his eyes around for a while, Ouyang Ming recognized the direction, his figure flashed, and he left the street like a ghost, galloping away towards the distance.

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