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"The sorcerer." The hamster on the side spent half of the night recovering from the pain of ‘seal and counterattack.’

The tyrants are simply monsters, and this level of pain can easily be tolerated.

It was only affected by the pain, and it took most of the night to recover.

"You have no soul in the "knives" that you brushed!" The orangutan general sat on the side and couldn't help it.

It has never seen someone so madly brushing the same spell.

The seal posts were all slipped out of the fireworks.

"Yes, how do you send "love" to you like this? How can you pass ‘love’? Is your love more than two hundred times a second? There is no soul in this brushing knife.” The hamster agreed.

The Hamster has a good understanding of the theory of Song Shuhang's "Knife-up", knowing that this technique requires the injection of ‘love’ into the target.

Song Shuhang now slides 24 palms of the electric light and flint, and the ‘love’ that is passed out is too cheap.

"Bazza black ~ ~" Song Shuhang screamed.

The next moment, his ‘hair palm’ exploded – the palm of his hand couldn’t stand the high-intensity, continuous spells that burst into shreds.

On the hands of Song Shuhang and the ghost, the dark metallic color of the package became red, as if it were a burning iron.

"The limit." Song Shuhang sighed and took a step back.

On the 啪啪啪~’ seal post, a layer of defensive lightning was again taken.

However, the colorful treasures on the column did not fade, still flickering, making Song Shuhang feel intimate.

The material of the seal column seems to have changed.

This seal is a fat ball that is designed and manufactured for the white predecessor at the expense of a 'pseudo-immortal bone'.

Its ‘source’ is the fake bone.

At this time, this seal column evolved under the influence of Song Shuhang's "Knife-up" all night.

"There is no effect, this night's work is not in vain. As long as this colorful treasure does not fade, let's try another wave tonight, for a few days, we will be able to crack it!" Song Shuhang put away the ghost's hands, satisfied .

"Well, there is indeed a change." The white predecessor two tapped the column wall in the seal column and said: "I can obviously sense that this seal has evolved, it has become stronger and stronger. If before, I spent a thousand years to break the seal forcibly... I haven’t played for 10,000 years now."

Song Shuhang: ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

Hamster number: ∑(°△°|||)_

Orangutan General: "Hey Song, what have you done!"

"Wait, this is not right." Song Shuhang knocked on the seal post.

The seal column conveyed to him a ‘cheer’ meaning.

"There is nothing wrong with this. In fact, I have already guessed this possibility." The white predecessors yawned and said: "Your "Knife Raising" has the function of stimulating the instrument and letting them be stimulated and evolved. The potion of potential can accept your "knives" moisturizing. Then, after the seal column is nourished, the evolution is stronger, is it not a matter of course?"

Song Shuhang unwillingly patted the seal post: "Is it not good to do bad things?"

"Don't worry, five thousand and ten thousand years are no different to me. It's all a sleep. And the evolutionary seal column is more comfortable to sleep. The sleepiness is constantly coming, the comfort is big. Ten times that of the old one is five times that of the old seal column.” The white predecessor talked louder and louder.

Unconsciously, he has fallen into a state of slumber.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.

As a result, he worked hard all night and it was meaningless.

Even, it has lengthened the time for the white predecessors to seal out.

Ten thousand years is nothing to say to the white predecessor two, but for 10,000 years, the outside world must have turned upside down.

"If there is a change... Would you like to give me a face and give me a back door?" Song Shuhang touched him and felt the ‘friendly’ seal post.

"The tyrannosaurus is still crazy." The hamster demon whispered on the side with a low voice.

On the side, the orangutan general cooperated with the interface: "This day, Ba Song Xuansheng finally couldn’t bear the blow, and he began to complain to a ‘seal’... look at heaven!”

Under the eyes of the public, the seal column that originally bound the white predecessors two actually opened a small back door.

A fist-sized hole is opened at the bottom corner of the seal.

"Opened, really opened! My lord, wake up, seal the back door!" hamster yelled.

However, the white predecessors in the seal column have already slept sweetly, calling through the seal column, and they are not awake.

"The size of the hole, the hamster can just enter." At this time, the sound of the small sun T233 sounded, reminded.

"Yeah, I went in and woke up the master." The hamster jumped up and rushed to the big hole in the fist.

However, when its body hits the 'hole' position, the layer of 'grid' falls on it.

"吱吱吱吱~" The hamster screamed and fell to the ground, and the beautiful hair was black.

Song Shuhang hurriedly reached out and took it up, taking it away from the seal column.

"No, although the seal column has opened a small door, but no one is allowed to enter." Orangutan general frowned.

Song Shuhang thought a little afterwards: "No way, only I went in."

He first took out a ‘Saint-wooden knife’ and inserted it outside the seal post. He took out a ‘one-time flying sword? Broken black house version’ that the whites had left for him.

"Don't the tyrannical songs reduce the power of the body?" The orangutan general looked shocked at Song Shuhang: "When did you learn?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

I will not shrink my body's magical powers, but I really disappoint you.

"No? Haha, this is right." General Orangutan read the answer from Song Shuhang's obvious expression.

"Although I will not shrink my body's magical powers, I have a more practical method." Song Shuhang calmly said.

The next moment, his body turned into a body of black smoke.

Under the control of his mind, the smoke body was shrunk into a ball, the size of the fist, and rolled toward the back door of the seal post.

The smoke scorpion rolled lightly into the seal post.

Sure enough, this seal that was slipped all night by the knife-raising did not resist Song Shuhang.

When Song Shuhang entered the seal post, the ‘back door’ slammed shut.

"Wait, don't rush to shut down. Let me wake up the white predecessors first, and then shut it down." Song Shuhang called.

But... the back door of this seal column did not open again.

Song Shuhang’s heart was filled with a bad feeling.

The worst possibility, he and the white predecessor two were sealed in the 'seal column'.

"First wake up my master, tyrants Song." Orangutan general reminded.

In the smog state, Song Shuhang nodded. He approached the white predecessor two and reached out and photographed him: "Before..."

啪~

The white predecessors of the two sleepers waved freely, and the smoked Song Shuhang was shattered.

The smoke exploded, enveloping the entire seal column and dyeing the column into a dark color.

Orangutan General: "..."