Chapter 547: Eight eight eight eight eight sounds!
The twisted tentacles failed, and it was on a golden shield. Hey. ⊙
The ghost is hidden in the heart of Song Shuhang. It helps the book to sense everything around it through the special sensory ability unique to the ghost. On the occasion of the tentacles, the spirits actively initiate the talent golden shield, and the hit for the book.
But in the next moment, on the tentacles that were twisted into one, hundreds of suckers appeared again.
The suction cup firmly clings to the golden shield, and once it rises, the golden shield of the ghost is also converted into pure energy, which is absorbed by the jellyfish.
Even the defensive golden shield of the talented ability will be absorbed!
"Don't be afraid of you, I am afraid that you will not move! Royal fire, the biggest fire, give me a burn!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth, fully urging the fire, controlling the burning of the "San Flame."
I hope that it will cause the movement of the jellyfish to be bigger, so that he can get out of the machine.
“Zizizi.” At this time, the glowing jellyfish made a sound. After absorbing the energy of the Ghost Golden Shield, all its tentacles are retracted and re-maintained in a squat state.
Then, it stays motionless, letting the ‘Sheng Flame’ burn on the surface of its tentacles. Then, it also opens the sucker and begins to absorb the energy of the holy flame.
Song Shuhang: "..."
He reluctantly stopped the fire, and then gave birth to the ‘Holy Flame’. It just added energy to the other party, and it took a lot of work.
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Song Shuhang did not move, thinking about the law of liberation.
He did not move, and the jellyfish's tentacles did not move.
However, when the book can't help but want to use the 'tortoise', the tentacles will fly out quickly, and the squad of the book will be solved and absorbed.
In this way, I am afraid that the book will be killed alive.
[No, no turtles, it is close to the limit. ] Song Shuhang secret road.
Just then, the envy of him was shaken. The inside of the tentacles opened a small mouth, began to spurt a group of white mist is humid air?
While breaking his ‘the tortoise’, he released the air to him. Does this glowing jellyfish want to dry up?
Is it a problem with the air, hiding the poisonous gas and the like?
But this time... Song Shuhang has no other choice.
Of course, he did not directly greedy breathing.
He first took out a star-sized bag and took out a star version of the ancient lake, which was sent by the predecessor, the 5th version of the ‘Dao and Dan’. This is a healing remedy for internal use and has a good detoxification effect.
After the book sailed this and Dan in the mouth, he carefully took a breath... Once the air released by the glowing jellyfish had a problem, he could immediately take the 'Dao and Dan' detoxification.
Spit out the body and then take a breathing cycle.
Fresh air enters the body and moistens the lungs that are exploding.
At this moment, there is a feeling of happiness in the heart of the book.
The air is pure and no toxins are felt.
Just to be on the safe side... Song Shuhang still chose to swallow ‘Dao and Dan’. No matter how toxic or toxic, the medicine can't stop.
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Just when Song Shuhang took ‘Dao and Dan’, he suddenly violently fainted into the brain. Book Air only feels a blank mind and turns around.
The next moment, his body was soft and unconscious.
‘Zizi. The glowing jellyfish makes a strange sound, which sounds like a smirk.
Then, it stayed in a shape, and Song Shuhang was carefully dragged over and sent to the side of the body... Then, the jellyfish cracked a mouth and swallowed the book.
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I don't know how long it took, Song Shuhang woke up from a coma.
[Having taken the medicine, I was comatose, and I didn’t follow the routine. ]
After blinking, he quickly looked around and entered a strange place.
Surrounded by countless glass mirrors, the mirror reflects countless books. In the space composed of glass mirrors, there is gravity and air.
In addition, there is an irregular black sphere looming three meters away from him.
The black ball exudes a faint glow that illuminates this quirky glass space.
"What is it here?" Song Shudao.
He turned his head and looked around, ‘he’ in the countless mirrors around him, and turned his head to look at him...
In addition to the mirror or the mirror in the entire space.
There is also the black luminous sphere.
"Is that glowing jellyfish sending me here?" Song Shuhang thought about it, took out the knives and smashed it into the black sphere.
Just like the mirror flower, the black sphere in the knife is directly worn from the outer shell.
"Unreal things?" Song Shuhang picked a brow and was preparing to take back the knife.
But at this moment, the black sphere followed the sword and rolled over to Song Shuhang.
It is not an illusory thing, Song Shuhang can't touch the black sphere, but the black sphere can touch Song Shuhang and the knife.
The black ball rolled at an extremely fast speed, and the book air did not even make a move to remove the knife. The black sphere had already touched his finger.
The next moment... countless things are poured into the brain of Song Shuhang from this black sphere.
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In the mind of Shuhang, there are 88,880 sounds at the same time, and they are constantly reading something that the bookstore can't understand.
There are too many sounds, and they are intertwined into one piece, turning into a sound of ‘嗡嗡嗡’. Song Shuhang can’t tell what these words are.
He only felt that his head was going to explode. Even when he was listening to the voice of the King of Medicine, he did not have such a big impact.
But the **** is that he knows these sounds clearly, a total of 88,888! One is not much, one is quite a lot.
"What is this trap?" Song Shuhang held his head in both hands and felt like he was in the middle of you [you are already dead]. The head is in rapid congestion and is ready to explode.
If it is a trap, then the person who sets this trap must have obsessive-compulsive disorder! Just 88888, take a trap home
[No, my head is going to be blown up. If I let these voices go on, I will be crazy! ]
Song Shuhang extended his fist and wanted to give his head a punch to see if he could faint himself.
But... his thoughts just floated up, and the 88,888 voices in his mind suddenly became high, and the speed of chanting was three times faster.
Song Shuhang’s head was overloaded instantly and the whole person was stuck. His body is like the "fixed body", and it can't move.
The 88,888 voices continued to whisper quickly, letting the inexplicable content flood the entire head of Song Shuhang.
In this way, there is nothing in the mind of Shuhang. His whole person is demented and can only passively listen to the 88,888 voices.
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In the realm of comprehension, there are some special Taoism and exercises, which contain powerful laws and principles of heaven and earth. This kind of peerless practice and extraordinary Taoism cannot be recorded in words. Even if they are forcibly recorded in words, they will be directly erased by the laws and forces between heaven and earth...
It is extremely difficult to pass on this kind of peerless practice and extraordinary Taoism.
Some of the exercises that contain a small number of 'laws of heaven and earth, avenues' can also be recorded by means of ‘transmission of merits and jade,’ for later generations to comprehend.
However, some of them contain the complete stipulations of the laws and regulations of the heavens and the earth, and even the sacred jade can not record them. Even the creators of exercises and Taoism can hardly pass them on to the disciples with ‘language’.
As a result, many precious Taoism and peerless exercises are lost because they cannot be recorded.
In order to be able to record your peerless martial arts and Taoism, the powerful monks of the ancient times can be said to be exhausted.
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Time passes by one minute.
In the end, it took a full 45 hours, nearly two days.
88888 voices in my mind, finally finished the end!
With their uniform drinking, the ‘嗡嗡嗡’ sound that lasted for 45 hours finally came to an end.
Song Shuhang was so soft on the ground.
The next moment, blood continually flows out of his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth.
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It is another day after the time.
Song Shuhang was awake again.
The headache was splitting, but there was a cool breath in the eyebrows.
Song Shuhang propped up his body and sent a sore stomach to his stomach. He quickly opened his ‘one inch shrink bag’ and took out the gulf.
According to the quality, the Gu Gudan can provide different nutrients.
Ordinary Pei Dan, can provide ordinary people a month of nutrients, a product of a monk can also be a valley for ten days, the second product monk can only support for four or five days.
The Song Gudan in the hands of Song Shuhang was donated by Su Shi’s A.16. Each one is enough for a monk to use for more than two months, and the second-class monk can also use it for about one month.
Su Shi’s A-six had originally wanted to send a book to the higher quality of Gu Gudan, but at that time Song Shuhang’s repair was not enough, and the quality of Pi Gudan was too high, but he would let him eat.
But now... After Song Shuhang took the next Pudan, he only felt that his belly was still hungry and suffering.
He took out another one.
Then another one...more one.
After taking eight Pi Chuan Dan, he felt that he had a full stomach in his stomach.
"How long have I been in a coma? How is it so hungry?" Song Shuhang muttered, looking up at the mirror on the side.
His face in the mirror was pale and there was no trace of blood.
And there are dry blood marks on the corners of the eyes, the nostrils, the sides of the mouth, and the ears.
What makes him care more is his own eyebrows. From time to time, the flash of bronze color. The color of the bronze is that his spiritual strength has skyrocketed again, and the quantitative change has brought about a qualitative change.
This is no longer the spiritual power that a second-class monk can have.
Song Shuhang recently made up a lot of knowledge about the monks' physique and ‘spiritual power. He knows that the spiritual power of this bronze is a symbol of the spiritual strength reaching the level of three qualities.
"The trouble is big." Song Shuhang took a cold breath. (To be continued.)