Song Shuhang’s mouth is rising. The ancient scripts that have been learned for several days are born and died by electricity every day. This is the ultimate use.

Although the pronunciation is not very standard, but these ancient words he finally recognized.

Li Yinzhu looked at these ancient words: "The future...the middle words don't know...the last is the motivation?"

She seems to have learned a little ancient text, but the level may be half a catty with Song Shuhang.

"The whole sentence means 'the ignorance of the future, the driving force behind our progress.' It sounds very cool. To say white, it means the world is big, you should go and see." Song Shuhang explained.

"Oh, the meaning is let us go in?" Li Yinzhu said.

Song Shuhang’s mouth rises: “Go in? Impossible.”

The foresight of the car is still lying in the white bag of the white predecessor, it is already cold - the stranger of the 'Black Dragon World' is because it has entered an unknown, long-lost transmission array method and transmitted it to the world.

As a result, during the transmission, it was subjected to the turbulence of the space and suffered a fatal internal injury. Misfortunes never come singly. His precious ‘magic recharge machine’ does not know where it was taken, and cannot heal his own injuries. He soon died.

This forerunner of the car tells people that when you see this mysterious transmission channel, especially this kind of array that looks very old and disrepaired, don't step on it and die.

"Well, then we won't go in." Li Yinzhu said.

She is not the kind of curiosity child. When she says she can't go in, she won't be interested in this transmission.

"However, Asong... You said that this formation will be related to the previous 'Black 瞳13'?" Li Yinzhu prompted.

The Black Emperor XIII was sent to the ‘four seas’ and passed through an ancient transmission channel.

And now it's so clever, here I found a mysterious transmission array that I don't know where to go.

Therefore, Li Yinzhu’s transmission array in the guessing secret will not be the same as the ancient formation sent by the Black Marx XIII.

However, because of the long-term disrepair, the transmission channel between the two arrays is no longer stable, resulting in the failure of the Black 13th transmission.

"This is a very big possibility." Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

If the other end of the transmission matrix method is really the 'Black Dragon World', then there is value worth exploring. Maybe you can find a way to recharge the 'magic recharge machine' traffic.

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang carried Li Yinzhu, jumped a few times, and jumped into the ‘channel’ of the secrets of the four seas.

Then, striding into the transmission array.

Before entering the transmission array, he turned on the mutated "steel hand" skill. He crossed the dark metal color on his body and looked like steel.

Then the knife broke out, and the knife was turned into armor and wrapped around the body.

There is also the "Confucian Golden Body" and "Sacred Dragon Power", 25 sacred sacred shadows holding the scriptures, floating on the top of Song Shuhang's avatar, blessing the state of avatar.

Even when the mouth was opened, even the teeth were mutated, and the steel hand was crossed with a dark metallic color.

Really. Armed to the teeth!

Originally, Song Shuhang also wanted to put the 'Thirty-three Beasts Combination Actuator' on the quilt, but thought of the strangeness of the spatial turbulence, think it is still chaotic.

In case the ‘Thirty-Three Beast Combination Actuator’ is lost in the turbulent space, he wants to cry and can’t find the grave.

Fully armed, he stepped into the transmission array.

Then, the avatar groped on the transmission array.

There is no manual in this age-old transmission array. I don't know how to control it.

After groping for a long time, I found a small raised platform and tried to input spiritual power into it - this is a problem for all monks. After encountering some mysterious things, I like to try to input spiritual detection and activation into them. After all, the spiritual power is very versatile and extremely convenient to use.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the ancient transmission matrix method was activated.

The majestic singing sounds from the transmission array, and the colorful light will be shrouded in battle.

Song Shuhang: "..."

It’s just a transmission matrix. Is it necessary to do so loudly? Is it a song, but also a colorful light?

But he looked back and thought that there was nothing wrong with it.

For the ancient Xiuxian Daxie, the transmission array is also a means of transportation.

The luxury point of vehicle production is human nature.

Just like someone now likes to drive a luxury car is a concept.

Song Shuhang himself also liked the unique fairy boat, and made his own fairy boat into a ‘transformation armor’. Unfortunately, the early death of the squadron of the squadron, which had not come and came in handy, hanged.

Rumble.

A thunderous sound.

Song Shuhang’s avatar disappeared.

“Is the transmission successful?” Li Yinzhu asked.

Song Shuhang: "It is still uncertain... the ‘sensory sharing’ between the avatar and me has been disturbed. The avatar may fall into the space and turbulent.”

Between the words, a big wave of tingling came.

Song Shuhang and the senses between the avatars resumed contact, and the actual injuries received by the avatars were fed back to the ontology.

There is a mental tingling; there is a severe pain in the body surface being cut and slammed; and there is even a colic that is affected by the turbulent flow inside the body.

In the face of a wave of waves like the waves, Song Shuhang looks calm and calm.

He reached out and moved a set of tables and chairs from the 'core world' - this was the harvest of Song Shuhang's last visit, he bought several sets. Ready to write a homework, or to teach a **** or disciple to learn.

After picking up the table and chairs, Song Shuhang slowly sat down, crossed his fingers and folded it on his chin.

Then his body began to twitch slightly.

"A Song, is it painful?" Li Yinzhu asked in a loud voice.

Song Shuhang calmly said: "Small meaning, completely within my tolerance. I have been psychologically prepared - the physical body of the 13th century was damaged, and the inside was twisted into a ball. I have already prepared the corresponding shock. ”

During his speech, his body was still pumping.

Li Yinzhu can only touch his head gently and give him comfort.

When the avatar shares the damage, it also shares the screen information that he sees.

Song Shuhang saw that the avatar was rolling in a random stream of space.

If it is normal, in such a space turbulence, the avatar has long since died. But on the side of the avatar, there is a layer of light curtain that protects him.

It is the colorful light of the ‘transmission array’.

This layer of colorful light, rolled up the avatar, and firmly moved to the 'destination'.

The eyes of the avatar are cast into the distance.

He saw the destination.

At the limit of his gaze, there is a black dragon in the void.

Its wings cover the world, and overall it looks like a Western dragon, but there are too many differences in details.

In its body surface, there are nine sinful abilities that flow on its scales and dragon skin, as if breathing.

Black Dragon's body is too big, like a continent. And each of his scales is like a city.

When Song Shuhang saw the Black Dragon, his heart was full of strange familiar feelings.

Did he ever see this domineering black dragon?