Chapter 2191: Congratulations to the tyrants of Song Xi’s eyes
The fifth wave is more violent than the first four waves, like a storm-like blow.
Such as three-eyed teenagers expected.
Song Shuhang called even more fierce, his eyes turned white, and his consciousness was shocked by the data flow. This is on the verge of ‘lost consciousness’, and only a little bit can make Song Shuhang faint in the past!
At this time, do not pursue victory, but when?
Three-eyed teenagers work harder, instilling the speed of the 'data stream' and making another effort to fight the tyrants.
Soon... The fifth wave of 'data streams' was brained and ended.
The three-eyed boy silently looked at Song Shuhang in front of him.
At this time, Song Shuhang breathed quickly, his eyes turned up involuntarily, his fingers and toes twitched uncontrollably, but his consciousness remained at a minimum level of waking, no coma!
[Good guy, even let you lucky to survive the fifth wave, but the sixth wave you can't stand it! 】 Three-eyed boy swears in his heart.
"The sixth wave of data shocks, start!" The three-eyed boy calmly said.
The more insane, more brutal sixth wave of impact.
Song Shuhang's state is even more unbearable. Even the screams are becoming weak and weak, his face is pale, and his body is shaking and he lacks strength.
He has become a salted fish, and he seems to lose consciousness and enter a coma in the next second.
The three-eyed boy speeds up again and increases the impact of the 'data stream'.
Soon... The sixth wave is over.
It seems that the next salt will lose consciousness in the next second, and it will last until the end.
Obviously watching him will soon fail, but it is hard to support two waves.
Three-eyed boy: "..."
This guy can really support it!
Dead support, dead support, is the guy who dominates Song.
[I don't believe you can hold on! 】
The strength of the seventh wave is already reaching the level of nine products. In any case, the tyrannical song is absolutely unreasonable.
"The seventh wave, open!" cried the three-eyed boy.
The more brutal, almost uninspired seventh wave of impact.
This time, Ba Song Xuan Sheng slightly adjusted the sitting posture, his screams turned into low and low boring, the curvature of the body trembled is weakening, and even the look looks ruddy.
The original eyes that have been turned up are also restored to their original state.
The whole person seems to be a little more spiritual?
The seventh wave... ends.
"The next wave is going to the eighth wave, lord." The eyeball butler on the side reminded.
Three-eyed boy: "..."
Originally because of the screaming joy of the tyrannical song, it became worse again.
The sky behind the door, the clouds are once again floating.
"The eighth wave? Is there still three waves?" Song Shuhang was weak.
At this time, he finally gradually adapted to the powerful pain of this kind of 'information brains,' and the immune pain talent was activated to the maximum extent.
Endure pain... adapt to pain...
As long as the pain is adapted from the source, then even if the pain intensity is improved, Song Shuhang can adapt in the shortest time.
"Come on, the seniors, the eighth wave, I can still support!" Song Shuhang firmly said.
"Then you can be ready, the eighth wave, if the brain is blasted, don't blame me." The three-eyed boy squatted.
then……
I wonder if it is an illusion, he found that the tyrannical Xuansheng seems to be more spiritual?
The three-eyed boy is a little unbelievers, this time he no longer talk nonsense, directly connected to the ninth wave.
The intensity of the ninth wave made the tyrannical sacred sacred trembling for a while.
But soon, he returned to his original condition.
Even the screams of the tyrannical songs were gone, but the cold air from time to time showed that he was indeed suffering from the ‘data information.
"The last wave, lord." Eyes are in charge of the family.
"The last wave, seniors!" Song Shuhang said the same.
In the world behind the door, it was drizzling.
"To tell me honestly, hegemony. In the seventh wave, did you make any means?" asked the three-eyed boy.
Song Shuhang shook his head - as long as ‘adapt to pain’, what means he would not use it!
After a long silence, the three-eyed boy said with a long time: "I didn't expect you to support the tenth wave."
"I didn't think of it myself." Song Shuhang seriously replied - he thought that the sixth wave, he had to hang.
"Before activating the tenth wave of trials, I must remind you of something. In fact, the intensity of the tenth wave of 'information brains' is not set at the goal of a monk in your realm. The power of the wave is even more terrifying than the 1-9 wave. So, if you want to receive the tenth wave of trials, you should consider it yourself." The three-eyed boy looked at Song Shuhang and was serious.
"Come on, seniors. I still have some confidence in ‘bearing pain.’” Song Shuhang from the channel.
His self-confidence is because he has fully adapted to the side effects of 'data streaming brains'.
Endure pain - adapt to pain - enjoy the pain.
Even if the tenth wave is stronger than the 1-9 wave, Song Shuhang has the confidence to experience it.
"I hope your confidence will not harm you." The three-eyed boy is serious.
Said, he reached out and pressed the forehead of Song Shuhang: "The tenth wave!!"
Hum
The last wave of data flow shocks, like an explosive nuclear bomb, exploded in the brain of Song Shuhang.
A wave of unspeakable pains exploded.
But the pain is only an instant.
After the pain, Song Shuhang felt that his mind was cool and comfortable.
Spiritual knowledge, promoted to a new realm!
The comfortable feeling of coolness is the beauty brought by the change of the gods.
Song Shuhang couldn't help but reveal the expression of a face.
The three-eyed boy saw this distorted enjoyment expression, and the roots of the arm were erected.
"Master, Ba Song was broken by you." Eyes of the butler reminded.
The three-eyed boy was silent for a long while and did not hesitate to speed up the flow of ‘information flow’.
After the fifteenth interest rate.
The tenth wave of trials, the end.
Song Shuhang, under the palm of his eyes, is relaxed and enjoys his expression.
Even at the end of the ‘information flow,’ Song Shuhang opened his eyes in confusion: “End?”
Three-eyed boy: "..."
The eye bead manager on the side reminded: "Yes, it's over. Congratulations, you can mention the third eye of the master!"
"So soon, it's over?" Song Shuhang's face showed a color of nostalgia - he could feel that if the 'information brains' continued for a while, his spiritual consciousness could evolve again and realize the evolution of the second!
Three-eyed boy: "..."
After a while.
"You are the time to go back, hegemony." Three years of youth.
I don't want to talk much, I just want to let the blind guy disappear.
In other words, he put the 'third eye' in the hands of Song Shuhang.
Then he turned and grabbed the eye of the butler and squeezed it hard.
啵
A small eyeball, squeezed out of the butler's pupil.
The three-eyed teenager grasped this new little eyeball and skillfully set it into his forehead.
The eye bead housekeeper actually has this function!
"Predecessors, what is the use of this eye?" Song Shuhang looked at the palm of his hand and asked.
"It's part of the function, you haven't just experienced it." The three-eyed boy said, gently pushed on Song Shuhang.
The next moment, Song Shuhang was pushed out, knocked open the wooden door and disappeared at the end of the throne.
After Song Songhang disappeared, the eye-catcher carefully reminded me: "Master, the eye you just sent out is still connected to the 'database.'"
Three-eyed boy: "!!!"
Cancel the connection and quickly cancel the connection!