Chapter 243 (1/2)
”The power of sound wave is comparable to the recognition of law, and it is difficult to resist the sound wave attack of constellation level powerful Banshee king only by the spatial law of mastery level.” Wan Sheng stood up, picked up the black Panlong gun, and said in a loud voice: ”I already know the pain of shouting. Let me get rid of it for you! Dark swallow dragon to kill
With the integration of space law and phagocytosis law, the potential field of the yellow spring has expanded to the extreme, and the projection of the integration of laws has fallen, forming a huge dark vortex. The black Panlong gun is divided into two parts and flies up into the sky. Along the vortex, it turns into a space that devours everything. The giant dragon is eating everything in the potential field.
In the potential field, innumerable sound prison demons are either swallowed by the dark dragon or hanged by the whirlpool. After a moment, all around is pure, and innumerable silver light masses rush into the center of the whirlpool and enter Wansheng's body.
Wansheng's accomplishments soared wildly from the early interstellar stage to the late stage. An invisible strange force in the space fell down. He began to speak involuntarily, telling his own experiences repeatedly, and even some things that he didn't remember came out, and the sound was penetrating the space.
After Wansheng's voice rings, the eternal sound prison quiets down. Countless banshees and Demons begin to gather around him. This time, they do not attack, but listen to this human telling their own stories.
I don't know how long he said it. Wan Sheng felt that he was about to lose his strength, but he couldn't stop. One thing he said over and over again, and he couldn't help it. He finally understood why these demons kept talking and making sound waves, because they couldn't stop at all.
Wan Sheng's voice was so loud that he could only utter ”Wuwu” in his mouth. It's just like someone points your smile acupoint and makes you laugh all the time. It's a terrible and painful torment.
After suffering from this kind of talk, Wan Sheng's heart gradually calms down. Although his mouth hasn't stopped, he has a clear understanding in his heart: ”speaking is bitter, silence is bitter, shouting is bitter, howling is bitter...”
In an instant, the language in Wan Sheng's mouth seemed to have changed. Instead of telling his own tragic story, he muttered a Sanskrit voice. All the demons sat down on their knees and listened quietly, just like a Bodhisattva preaching, shaking all souls.
Wan Sheng's mind suddenly came up with an idea: ”the sound prison, every place where the dead tell stories, these monsters are evil before they die, with resentment in their hearts, hoarse and die. It's hard to break the resentment in my heart, so I can speak endlessly, saying it's bitter, but not bitter! ”
Endless sound, prison suddenly issued a roaring sound, another hell door down: ”tight prison!” Wan Sheng got up calmly and thought, ”this prison has passed so quickly, there is not much killing. It turns out that hell can pass the test without killing. Maybe it has something to do with the roar of the demons who have heard the gate of hell before.”
Wan Sheng is about to step into the ”tight prison” gate when the surrounding space becomes blurred. In reality, he wakes up. The fat and lovely metal face of the alchemist boy looks like his eyes, just like the boy who gives money in the temple.
”Master boy? What's the matter? ” Wan Sheng sat up, stretched his muscles and wiped his eyes.
The alchemist sneered twice: ”what's the matter? You mean to ask me? You are so special. Are you big hearted or stupid? There are so many magic weapons here, and there are so many relief pictures and carvings of all kinds of rules. Instead of practicing and understanding, you want to get revenge. Instead, you sleep here. I really want to know what you are thinking. ”
Wan Sheng said, ”aren't my two friends in enlightenment? They should have made great progress. ” The alchemist was speechless: ”others are others. Have you been thinking of others helping you? You can sleep for two years. Your two friends are wonderful. They don't even remind you that if the younger generation of the Terran is like you, it is estimated that there will be no hope in the future. ”
”The brains of the Terrans are different. They always think for the sake of the Terrans, much better than Li Hao.” Wan Sheng thought in his heart, scratched his head and said with a smile: ”ha ha, master boy, don't worry. I'm also practicing when I sleep. I don't believe it Wan Sheng gathered his strength. His whole body was shocked, and his accomplishments immediately changed from starlight level to interstellar level.
The alchemy boy's electric eye twinkled: ”your way of cultivation is very special. You can practice in your sleep, but you can only increase your accomplishments when you sleep, and you can't understand the rules. This is a big disadvantage. A good foundation is a good thing, but without the blessing of the rules, your strength will be half weakened.”
Wan Sheng found that the alchemist boy was concerned about himself, and his words were all pertinent suggestions, but he was not good at revealing the existence of the mysterious world. He nodded his head and said, ”thank you for your concern, and I will remember your instruction.”