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Song Shuhang is not accustomed to wanting to sweep QR codes... like Senior Senior Crazy Knife Sanlang, even QR codes on the forehead of ‘Heavenly Man' are not spared.

But this time the QR code was painted on him. How did it go without sweeping?

Song Shuhang pointed at the mirror, raised the phone and adjusted the angle. ‘Pfft ~’, swept it once.

drip

The phone made an audible sound.

And the eggs didn't sweep anything out.

“Was I operating incorrectly?” Song Shuhang grabbed his head.

After thinking about it, he took a step back, adjusted the angle of the phone, pointed the phone directly at the QR code of his body, and swept it again.

drip ~

This time, something came out.

Song Shuhang flipped over his phone and looked... it was a picture.

“Pictures, pictures?” Song Shuhang's eyes widened.

The girl painted such a complicated QR code on him for half a day, and it turned out to be a picture?

My stomach hurts, my liver hurts, so does my back.

The picture shows a very large altar, pristine and mysterious in style. Around the mountains in the basin.

The altar is filled with ancient witch words, which are more ancient than ‘ancient languages'. Most of them have now been lost, and few people even know these ancient witch words.

Above the altar, there is a large pit, small pond size.

At the edge of the altar pit, a blurred figure stood at the altar pit, reaching out and slicing his wrist, gold blood flowing out of the wound and falling into the altar pit.

The altar is filled with dense and numb shadows of enemies who are looking down at the altar and staring at this blurry shadow by the altar.

Song Shuhang: “…”

What does this picture mean?

Am I supposed to find this altar?

But a single picture. Where do I find this altar? Too tough for a man.

If my ‘Secret of Appraisal' is still there, I can try to identify it and see if I can come up with some clues and information.

Song Shuhang rubbed his eyebrows.

His eyes eventually landed on the blurry man by the altar.

The man had a complex tattoo on him - but not the QR code on Song Shuhang's body, and he had an authentic 800 ancient witch tattoo.

Song Shuhang pondered these tattoos carefully.

Perhaps the secret is hidden in this tattoo?

He zooms in on the picture on his phone.

After watching for a moment... he looked up and sighed.

Song, I don't know anything about ancient witch tattoos. Book voyage.

If he doesn't understand it at all, he can figure out what's wrong.

Song Shuhang shrinks the picture of the phone again and takes a closer look at the whole picture.

“Huh?” Suddenly, he called softly.

Is that an eyesore? For a moment, he felt that the blurred face was himself.

The wound on his wrist, like it appeared on his own arm, was a spicy pain.

It was as if blood was constantly flowing out of its own body and falling into the altar.

A moment later, a sensation of lifelike blood loss and frailty surfaced.

Song Shuhang felt cold, had difficulty breathing, lost oxygen, and was sweating cold.

Too much blood loss. And this symptom?

Song Shuhang recalled his memories of performing the appraisal secret... At that time, his blood poured out like a fountain, and the whole person was sprayed into adult dry, but after taking a pill and coming to the healing technique, he recovered as he had started.

Buzz ~ ~

Just thinking, Song Shuhang only felt a buzz in his mind.

It was like a huge swarm of bees dancing in his head.

Song Shuhang closed his eyes and shook his head gently.

Half a minute later, he opened his eyes again after feeling the buzz in his head disappear.

Still in the girls' studio.

But behind him came a warm touch.

The warmth of the ocean dispelled his body's chills at this time.

Then a pair of golden glow hands held him gently and held him in his arms.

It's Kung Fu Snake's beautiful arms.

Is she in this illusory world?

So... it's broken?

“Promise and wait for the fairy.” Song Shuhang's heart was warm and moved: “Here you are. ”

In the talking room, a pair of tiny wings spread between the waist of Kung Fu Snake Beauty, patting gently.

The wings widened into a pair of giant wings.

Wings close together, covering Song Shuhang and Kung De Snake beauty.

“Human artillery level one.” @ # % x Fairy mouth sounds weird.

Song Shuhang: “? ”

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

Haven't waited for him to figure out the origin of this bad feeling...

Boom!

Kung Fu Snake beauty hugged him and rose to the sky, hitting the ceiling hard.

Bang ~ ~

Song Shuhang felt only a severe impact on his head and ceiling.

His eyes darkened and he fell into a coma again.

Song Shuhang was awakened by a severe ‘severe pain’.

He opened his eyes again and found himself still in that dark, autumnal space.

Dragon's world is still ravaged, and the tireless‘ severe pain 'has come to him, striking his will.

Kung Fu Snake Beauty has been restored to the status quo ante, and her snake tail is tucked together, ‘sitting’ aside. A pair of wings between her waist have been re-shrunk to cover her belly position.

[This pair of wings, can get bigger.] Song Shuhang stared at these wings, @ # % × Fairy, every evolution can bring a huge surprise.

Bang ~ ~

At this time, another severe pain fell on Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang's body trembled - it was no longer known that it was a hundred waves of severe pain.

He found that he was already able to endure this level of suffering.

Song. Patience for pain is higher. This level of intense pain has become a dish. Book Sailing.

“Huh? Did I get used to it so soon?” Song Shuhang himself was somewhat surprised.

When the 101st wave was painful before, it was a hundred times more painful than before, almost reaching his limit.

But now, the pain of the heavenly robbery has fallen, and I feel nothing anymore.

“It's Dragonfly World's heavenly robbery, finally powerless? Or is my patience for pain even higher? Or is it just the 101 waves of severe pain that's special?” Song Shuhang speculated.

Pfft ~ Another wave of severe pain landing.

“How many more waves? Why don't you stop stalling and take a breath?” Song Shuhang proposed to the black space.

Everyone's time is precious.

Wasting on this pointless, non-itchy 'pain of the day' is pointless.

As Song Shuhang's words fell, the black space... began to collapse.

Long Liang Tianqiao, disappeared.

Song Shuhang: “??? ”

This dragonfly world's heavenly robbery, so poor psychological quality?

……

……

Black Dragon World, Dharma Forest, Dragon Blood Tribe

Song Shuhang's consciousness returned to the flesh.

He opened his eyes.

The dazzling sun shined on him.

Hamster sat on a balcony guardrail with two front claws holding a toothpick sword and a rear claw hanging under the guardrail. An instant vision of the Swordsman of Jianghu.

Cute. Cute.

Li Yinzhu squatted beside Song Shuhang, winking silver eyes, his fingers curiously poking Song Shuhang's face.

When she saw Song Shuhang wake up, she smiled: “Song, you're awake. ”

“How long have I practiced this time?” Song Shuhang used to ask.

When asked, he felt a particular sense of the 'life of a monk'.

Monks closed training, months and years at a time.

He hasn't been locked up for so long, but this time it's a Dragon's Row from Level 5 to Level 6. Should it be at least a few days?

“One night.” Li Yinzhu blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes flashing: “Song, your steel incarnation, the sun has just risen. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

The time is much shorter than I thought.

Qingxiao sword seniors floated over, curious: “When you shut down, why did you suddenly start to upgrade? From Dragon 5 to Dragon 6? Didn't you transfer all the magic flow to the tiny bamboo and hamster? ”

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky and said about it, his heart plugged: “It is powerfully assisted by teammates. ”

Senior Akashi soon realized: "Someone sent you a transfer? Is it... the elder chief of the dragon-blooded tribe? ”

“Ah.” Song Shuhang nodded.

“It's all right, you're back for the Safe Passage.” Sung Shuhang was lightly photographed with the handle of a sword by Qingxiaojian seniors: “Even I feel that this is a good thing for you. ”

You see, when the resurrection CD did not arrive, Song Shuhang broke out of Longlong Liao 5 Jin 6, overnight time.

If the CD cooling of the resurrection gold coin is over, Song Shuhang Hangdu will not die once, all seem to be sorry for so many resurrection magic instruments.

“Successful promotion, do you feel any different?” Senior Red Sword asked again.

Song Shuhang closed his eyes and took a look at his state: “The consciousness has risen again, the strength of mental strength has more than doubled. ”

Originally, his spiritual strength, with the rank of Six Pin Zhenjun, coupled with the interconnection between God and Little Jindan's 'Ancient Phantom Dragon Po’, can also double spiritual strength, equivalent to twice the level of the ordinary 'Six Pin Zhenjun’.

Now his mental strength has doubled again.

“Then, eh... my little Golden Dan.” Song Shuhang suddenly called out again.

His seven Little Golden Danes, with the exception of the 'Ancient Witch Blood' core, have all completed the Golden Dane configuration chart.

And now, his‘ ancient witch blood ’has also changed.

Ancient Witch Blood, the essence of which is a drop of dark golden divine blood. It is filled with messy, repeatedly covered 'QR Code' patterns… it is a line formed after the Golden God's blood absorbed more than fifty five-pint heavenly men.

At this point, the messy QR codes on the blood of the ancient wizards were sorted out over and combined to form a brand new QR code.

After Song Shuhang saw the QR code, he paused, and his consciousness covered this drop of 'ancient witch blood’.

The blood of the ancient wizard spread out, forming a flat shape.

Show that QR code completely in front of Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang consciously swept the QR code, wanted to copy it out and scan it with his phone.

When he thought about it so much, the ancient wizard's blood brushed on it and a pattern appeared.

That's the altar map.