The Python King Ship is in a tightly defended secret room.

Huck was still wrapped in a faint light, but at this time the light was like a flame, constantly jumping, rising and falling...

The entire secret room was filled with a very sticky breath, which made everyone standing not far away feel breathing difficulties.

"Vivi, you can take Mingming out first. Just watch us here." Meng Liang said in a deep voice.

"Well, then okay." Su Weiwei pulled up the little guy who was hiding under her feet and staring at Hack from afar: "Let's go, go out with mom."

"Don't... don't go out..." The little guy grabbed Su Weiwei's clothes and shouted. Huck, who was glowing all over, was very attractive to him.

Meng Yun smiled slightly, squatted down, and said, "Mingming, I remember a piece of cake on the table in the rest area. I wonder if you Aunt Xiaoyao had eaten it secretly. Why don't you go and have a look?"

"That's mine!" The little guy ran out immediately.

The adults behind them laughed.

After Su Weiwei took the little guy away, everyone in the room also looked solemn.

"Dad, is Huck really going to wake up?" Meng Yun looked at Huck in the light ball with his eyes fixed on him. At this time, Huck's appearance had not changed much, and his eyes were much more symmetrical.

"It should be." Meng Liang said in a deep voice: "You see, in the past few years, the energy on Hak's body surface has been relatively stable. From the morning, these energy began to suddenly change. Now we can easily find that these energy is scattering rapidly."

Feng Yixue had already broken through to the peak level of the high level two months ago. As a control psychic, her perception was very sensitive. She frowned and said, "Yes, although these energy is not known as the attributes, it feels very powerful. Unfortunately, it cannot be used by us psychics."

"Don't be greedy. I heard Ling Yun mention that Hak belongs to the extremely noble mechanical race in the universe. The energy they need and release for evolution must not be something that we humans can use." Meng Yun said.

Meng Yun nodded and said, "Well, the last time I was at the ruins of Mount Everest, what kind of planet's heart was formed by a planet that lasted 100,000 years. Unfortunately, humans cannot absorb it, but Hack is very useful. It is really amazing in the world."

"It would be great if Ling Yun was there. He must know whether Hake would wake up in this state." Ren Yingying held her mouth.

"Jiji!" The little mouse suddenly rushed out of Ren Yingying's arms, staring at the light ball with his little eyes, and suddenly rushed over like a sharp sword.

"Hello!"

"What are the little guys doing!"

Everyone was shocked, and the little mouse blinked and jumped to the platform where Huck was. The golden hair on his body was even more brilliant under the light, dazzling.

“What is it going to do?”

"Don't affect Hack's evolution, otherwise how can Ling Yun explain when he comes back."

Meng Liang hurriedly stopped everyone who was about to step forward and said, "Don't panic, let's take a look first, this little mouse is very spiritual and should not do anything random."

Just when everyone was worried, the little mouse did not make more radical moves, but lay next to Hack like a lot, bathing himself in the light.

Meng Yun looked at it and asked quickly: "It, what is it doing?"

"I don't know... be careful not to let it affect Hack!" Meng Liang shook his head.

"Wait." Feng Yixue, who was standing beside him, suddenly frowned and said, "Did you find out? The energy dissipated around Hak seems to have been much more restrained!"

"kindness?"

Meng Liang was always paying attention to the movements of the little mouse, but he didn't pay attention for a while. After feeling it slightly, he discovered the changes.

At this time, the energy that was constantly evacuating around Hack no longer fluctuated violently and fluctuated violently, but became smoother, and huge energy rushed towards the little mouse beside him.

The little mouse also began to change with the influx of these energy. Its hair gradually transitioned from golden yellow to purple, and its entire appearance was no longer so eye-catching.

"This little mouse seems to be absorbing the energy evacuated around Hak!" Meng Liang said in surprise.

"How is that possible?" Feng Yixue frowned: "What is the origin of this little mouse? Black meteorite crystals can absorb, metals can absorb, and now even the energy released by the evolution of this mechanical clan can absorb!?"

"Wow! So awesome!" Meng Yun was as excited as if he saw the national football team win the World Cup championship, and shouted: "I knew this little thing was extraordinary, even those ancestors of the earth could shock them, let alone this little energy, that's not a small matter!"

"Then do you know what it is?"

"Uh... this... I don't know, but Ling Yun comes back, he must know!" Meng Yun grabbed his head.

Everyone rolled their eyes to Meng Yun one after another.

...

Just when Hak had a huge change, the gray mist formed by the power of destruction in the remains of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum still filled every corner, and everything was exactly the same as it was at the beginning.

On the top of the giant mountain, a huge gray "eggshell" covered the ground, and a ray of light flashed from time to time.

Fu Lingyun has been imprisoned and sealed for two years.

In the past two years, Fu Lingyun finally believed in the fact that the time flow here was ten times slower than that in the outside world!

In other words, Fu Lingyun has been in this ghost place for a full twenty years!

At this moment, he sat cross-legged in the center of the eggshell, his eyes tightly locking the secret texts that were constantly wandering in front of him, and his mind was constantly reasoning about ways to crack the seal in front of him.

"That's great! Finally another seal was broken!" A hint of joy appeared between Fu Lingyun's eyebrows, and then the dense secret texts around him flashed slightly, losing their luster.

But soon, another completely unfamiliar seal appeared around.

"Yes, you're much faster than the previous seal." The Blood Lord, who was sitting cross-legged in his mind, smiled slightly. In order to activate the Soul-Suppressing Monument to resist the power of destruction, he was severely injured and took him ten years to recover.

"Senior Blood Lord, this is not a solution. Twenty years have passed, can I really have to wait for death?"

Looking at the new round of strange seals in front of him, Fu Lingyun looked bitter. So far, it took twenty years to break less than 100 seals.

"Don't be anxious. This cracked seal is just like playing chess on earth. Calmness is the first priority." Blood Lord comforted.

Fu Lingyun sighed helplessly: "But twenty years have passed, and I have only cracked less than a hundred seals. If this continues, I will not be able to break all eight thousand seals within the specified time of the curse! How can I calm down?"

"Have you not noticed your recent progress? Think about how long it took you to crack the first seal?" Blood Lord followed the gradual induction.

Fu Lingyun said without thinking: "At that time, Senior Blood Lord had not yet awakened, and it took me five years to break the first seal based on my own understanding. I almost wanted to give up at that time."

"What about the second path?" Blood Lord asked again.

"Three years." Fu Lingyun said.

"Where is the third path?" Xue Zun asked tirelessly.

"Five days!" Fu Lingyun frowned and asked, "Senior Blood Lord, I understand what you mean, and I also know the rules of these seals."

"I know, why not continue?" Xue Zun smiled slightly: "The first and second seals are very complicated and difficult, while the third one is based on the first two seals. Just like you are math problems on earth, you keep learning various exercises in front, and then finally take out one to test you!"

"But it started to increase later! The first round was three seals, the second round was six paths, and the third round was twelve paths... The geometric increase, overall, it didn't help but reduce too much!" Fu Lingyun was really a little discouraged.

The Blood Lord smiled but didn't say anything. In fact, he wanted to say something to Fu Lingyun, but for his own good, he had to hide it temporarily.

"Boy, you have been struggling all the way and have experienced so many hardships to reach this point today. Are you willing to give up?"

"Of course I'm not willing to give up, but...but these eight thousand seals are simply impossible to complete! That hateful curse!" Fu Lingyun stood up and punched the wall film with a heavy punch. The huge force was like a hurricane, which instantly made the entire seal shake, but it was just shaking. It was very tough here, and he could not damage a single minute.

"What is a task that is impossible to complete?" Xue Zun was a little angry and harsh, and then said, "Since the mantra can reach this agreement with you, it is not impossible to complete. Otherwise, if the mantra really wants to kill you, would he have such a big circle?"

"I don't know if I'm going around in circles, but the real problem is that if you help me understand and crack these seals together, you can only achieve this level. What hope do we have?"

"He just wants to kill me! A hundred years of imprisonment! I can't see my relatives, and I don't even know what my child looks like." Fu Lingyun was a little furious, looked up at the top and cursed.

"Why don't you think about it in the better direction?" Blood Lord comforted.

"Okay? Is there any good one?" Fu Lingyun smiled faintly: "Maybe, I should be content. It is beyond my expectation that Uncle Hong and the others should be doing well now."

It was not that Fu Lingyun had no effort, but that he had been unremittingly persisting for twenty years, and the final result still did not see a glimmer of hope.

He had to be defeated by reality.

The power of destruction slowly condensed in the ruins, and the huge face appeared again.

He knew everything that happened in the seal.

"This son is just a cultivator on an indigenous planet on the edge of the universe. He has been passed down for only ten thousand years. The inferior genetic level has limited him too much. Am I asking him too much?"

The sound echoed faintly, and then it disappeared in the gray mist.
Chapter completed!