Tatam served carefully, but the person being served was not so calm. It was not Wang Chong, but Simba. It was also soaked in the potion. It was warm and comfortable, and even with a little anesthetic effect, which made Simba feel fluttering, but it quickly woke up and scared Simba. It quickly got rid of the feeling of enjoying the potion in its mind, but instead awakened the spirit, constantly calling Wang Chong in its consciousness, making the final effort. It did not want to be stripped off by these two alien races for no reason.

"Old Wang! Lao Wang! You're going to kiss me, why haven't you woken up yet!" Simba was almost crying.

Damn, it's so scary!

The room was already gloomy. Look at the various corpses soaked in bottles and jars around, and look at the empty skins hanging on the wall... Simba felt that if he was peeled off and restored to the true form of a clown, these two evil perverted bad guys would definitely peel off their skins, and then hang them to the most conspicuous position in the room. Who said that his appearance was so distinctive and outstanding!

"Old Wang! If you don't wake up, I'll poke your chrysanthemum!"

"Old Wang, your Scarlett is in danger!"

"Okay, Lao Wang, it was fake just now... But your Simba is about to be skinned, this is definitely true! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

"Must no brains, masochist, little beloved, big fools all come to save you!"

Simba was dying and seeking medical treatment. He was the headless knight, and the masochist was the Salad Manda because he tied himself up with a chain all day long. Little Guaiguai was naturally Alice, and the big fool was the big fool. Although these people were all injured, except the headless knight, the other three could still sense it before Wang Chong fell into a coma. But now, Wang Chong's consciousness is no longer there, and Simba could not sense their existence.

Anyway, Simba lets him shout in the sea of ​​souls, and Lao Wang and his friends are calm and do not listen to any response. Only he is alone in his consciousness, wailing in despair.

Several tubes were inserted into different parts of Wang Chong's body. In addition to observing with his eyes, there were also instruments helping to analyze various exponential reactions of the body. Tatam was also observing and recording the data fed back from the instrument. This previously dying human was soon cured, and all the data of the body returned to the normal level of a healthy human, but he just couldn't wake up.

The observation of an instrument tube inserted into his head to observe the soul consciousness was very interesting. Every ten minutes or so, the instrument can observe about a 'one microgram' of consciousness' reaction, but... this result is even more strange than not being able to observe at all. Even an ant with an extremely weak soul consciousness will produce hundreds of millions of 'one micrograms of soul consciousness fluctuations every second. What is the reaction of 'one microgram' in ten minutes? Such a slight consciousness cannot exist or exist.

If he wants to say that his soul has dissipated, he can observe that no matter how weak he is, existence means existence. But if you say that he is normal, such a weak reaction is simply unheard of. What is the difference between this and a corpse? If it weren't for this extremely sophisticated instrument, even a Dharma saint who is as strong as his master would not be able to feel the other party's soul consciousness at all.

Wang Chong was dragged out of the potion and put it on the experimental bench again. His body's injuries had been cured and the potion was no longer needed, but this strange soul consciousness made people confused.

"Stimulate his brain with 1 added fluorine." Zoro ordered that he was an expert in the soul.

Tatam immediately followed suit. This laboratory has the most complete experimental instruments in the world in Misobudab, and they were all accumulated over the past century, and many of them were invented by the master of Zoro.

Two thick flesh-bearded tubes are connected to Wang Chong's head. Unlike the current in the human understanding, biological current is actually a form of existence of soul consciousness. Humans' research in this area is quite backward, and it is difficult to even observe, but the octopus man can already control such power.

The two flesh whispers kept wriggling, and a ball of things were injected into Wang Chong's brain through them.

The 'corpse' seems to react with the infusion of these energy, either the fingers slightly raised, or the nerves twitched slightly, but it was just a moment.

"I'll try to separate the soul."

Zoro pondered, and finally took action himself, which was very troublesome, but for a Dharma Saint who has studied various creatures and souls for a hundred years, there are too many ways to deal with the soul. Isn’t this human being only a little bit of residual soul? Zoro did not believe in this evil, and he wanted to peel out all the remaining souls and see what it was.

The tentacles above Zoro's head began to shine, and the powerful soul consciousness of the Dharma Saint instantly enveloped the entire room. Tatam next to him was already trembling and trembling. It wanted to kneel, like learning the octopus man to express his inner respect and fear. Such movements were very cool. Unfortunately, the legs of the Polidozuru man were soft and he was not standard to kneel and could only scatter on the ground.

Zoro closed his eyes, but his body was floating independently from the ground. A trace of fluorescent light shone out from his glowing tentacles, like silk threads, densely touching Wang Chong's body. The soul intensity and brightness he emitted were indeed much stronger than that of the Sword Saint. A huge arcane array formed and continued to spread, sweeping towards the castle plane. Many of the swept lives immediately collapsed to the ground.

The meaning of the mysterious method is the soul-free method!

The halo of energy is penetrated, and the strange sound penetrates from the soul, like a call.

Come... Come... Come... Come...

In the lonely energy structure world, Wang Chong's lonely consciousness is wandering. He can't remember how long he has been here. In such a world, time almost loses its meaning, there is no reference on the timeline, nor any perception similar to long or short, but only endless loneliness and emptiness.

The strange energy structure has been observed by the bored Wang Chong for enough. Any subtle changes in the entire energy structure cannot escape his observation. His consciousness can even freely shuttle in and out of energy, and there will be no such phenomenon of turning off the lights again. But to be honest, a normal person has long collapsed. However, what Wang Chong has experienced most is loneliness. There was no hope in the past, but now there is still goals and hope, and he is even more tenacious. He believes that as long as he is alive, there will always be a day to go out. As for his physical condition, he believes that Simba will have a way. If he is really lucky, it will be a kind of relief.

He understood the significance of cellular cosmology. In fact, to this point, he had already founded his own cellular cosmology. The fundamental idea of ​​the crazy author is correct, that is, humans are a wonderful creature with amazing potential and "god", but this trait has not been exerted, but instead become a low-level civilization.

The soul with extremely plasticity is a body with infinite power. These two are divided and humans are never able to exert their true power. Cellular cosmology is to unify the soul and the body, or resonate with it.

In fact, the concept is correct, but the level of resonance is still a bit low. Wang Chong has truly understood that when the soul is strong enough to be completely injected into the "cells" and release the deified power, the power that can be exerted can be imagined.

Of course, this is the most ideal state. In fact, it is still difficult to reach it. However, as long as you have one or two percent of the control, it is a qualitative leap. This is not only in the heroic soul stage, but also even more terrifying once you enter the Heavenly Soul stage. The biggest burden on the Heavenly Soul stage is the backlash power accumulated by the body when borrowing the power of heaven and earth. Once you can control the power of cells, this backlash power is simply drizzle.

Unfortunately, Lao Wang’s problem now is how to reach the Tianhun alive. To be honest, he also wants to communicate with the outside world. He really wants Simba to think of a solution, but after so long, there is still no movement at all.

Perhaps God seemed to have heard Wang Chong's begging and sent him a voice, which was far more exciting than the slight "wind sound". It was the voice of a creature, speaking in the Misobudabi language. Although the consciousness in the microscopic world now does not have the blessing of the clown mask and cannot be translated, it does not matter. What does not matter. What matters is that the outside world is exchanging itself, and it seems that it is not completely isolated.

The next second, Wang Chong knew that it was probably caught, and the one who called him should be the Dharma Saint, but even so, Wang Chong was eager to "go out", and there was hope only when he went out!

Try to calm down his emotions. His soul consciousness is too fragile and too weak now. If the emotional fluctuations are too intense, he doesn't know whether his consciousness will dissipate immediately. Wang Chong observed everywhere, wanting to feel the source of the sound, but except for those endless energy core structures, there is a vast white area with no channel to be transmitted.

But the sound did not give up, and gradually became louder and clearer, with some penetrating power.

Finally, in the white world on the background of the energy structure, "wind" appeared. The energy world was never solid. Where did this wind come from? It is obvious that the other end of the wind is the way out. The originally closed world has brought a path due to forced bang from the outside world.

Is it a channel to the outside world?!

Wang Chongqiang was excited and instinctively wanted to drill out along this passage, but his consciousness was too dispersed. It was so dispersed that Wang Chong was afraid that he would dissipate before he even went out, and the journey back was as dangerous as he would!

Wait for it to be clearer!

But this seemed to be the limit that the penetration power of that sound could reach. The trajectory did not continue to be clearer, and the sound slowly stopped. It seemed that it had given up outside.

The Dharma Saint in the air was sweating profusely. There were not many such top soul controls in Misobudabi. Perhaps there were stronger combat power than him, but in terms of soul control, he was the greatest. He believed that the soul was the origin, and he had never met anyone who could compete with his secret techniques. In those moments, he even felt the existence of that human being, but the other party's soul was extremely dispersed, scattered but not chaotic, lurking in every detail of his body, integrated, and this strange situation was unheard of.

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Chapter completed!