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Chapter 2191 congratulations to Ba Song for raising an eyeball

The fifth wave is more violent than the first four waves, and it hits like a storm.

As expected by the three-eyed boy.

Song Shuhang screamed even more tragic, his eyes turned pale, and his consciousness was blurred by the data flow. This was on the verge of "losing consciousness", and it was only a little bit that could make Song Shuhang unconscious!

When will you not pursue the victory at this time?

The three-eyed boy worked harder and increased the speed of instilling the "data flow" again, striving to make Ba Song defeated as soon as possible.

Soon... the fifth wave of "data flow" was in the brain and it ended.

The three-eyed boy looked at Song Shuhang in front of him silently.

At this time, Song Shuhang was breathing rapidly, his eyes were involuntarily rolling up, his fingers and toes twitched uncontrollably, but his consciousness was still at a minimum of sane and did not fall into a coma!

[Good guy, you were lucky enough to survive the fifth wave, but you would definitely not be able to hold on to the sixth wave!] The three-eyed boy swears in his heart.

"The sixth wave of data impact is activated!" said the three-eyed boy calmly.

The crazier and more brutal sixth wave of shock is coming.

Song Shuhang's condition became even worse, and even his screams became weak, his face pale, and his whole body was trembling without feeling of power.

He has become a salted fish, and he will lose consciousness in the next second and enter a coma.

The three-eyed boy accelerated again and increased the explosive impact of the "data flow".

Soon... the sixth wave ended.

Song Xianyu, who seemed to lose consciousness in the next second, persisted until the end.

He clearly saw that he was about to fail, but he had to hold on for two more waves.

Three-eyed boy: "…"

This guy can really hold on!

If you hold on, you will be talking about a guy like Ba Song.

[I don't believe you can still hold on!]

The intensity of the seventh wave is almost at the level of the ninth-grade Immortal to endure. In any case, Ba Song has absolutely no reason to hold on.

"The seventh wave, open!" the three-eyed boy shouted.

The seventh wave of shock that is even more cruel and inhumane is coming.

This time, Ba Song Xuansheng slightly adjusted his sitting position, and his scream turned into a low muffled groan, the trembling curve of his body weakened, and even his complexion looked a little rosy.

The eyes that were originally rolled up also returned to their original state.

It seems that the whole person is a little more energetic?

The seventh wave... ends.

"The eighth wave is coming next, lord." The housekeeper next to him reminded.

Three-eyed boy: "…"

The mood of Ba Song's joyful screams became worse again.

The sky of the world behind the door, dark clouds floated again.

"The eighth wave is there? Are there three waves?" Song Shuhang said weakly.

At this time, he finally gradually adapted to the powerful pain of "information brain-infusion", and his talent for immune pain was activated to the greatest extent.

Tolerate pain…to adapt to pain…

As long as you adapt to this pain from the original source, even if the intensity of the pain increases, Song Shuhang can adapt in the shortest time.

"Come on, senior, I can still hold on to the eighth wave!" Song Shuhang said firmly.

"Then you are ready, the eighth wave, don't blame me if your brain is blown away." The three-eyed boy said heartbrokenly.

Then……

I wonder if it was an illusion, but he found that Ba Song Xuansheng seemed to have become more energetic?

The three-eyed boy was a little unbelievable. This time he stopped talking nonsense and directly connected to the ninth wave.

The intensity of the ninth wave made Ba Song Xuansheng tremble slightly for a while again.

But soon, he recovered as before.

Even Ba Song Lian screamed, but he took a breath from time to time, indicating that he was indeed suffering from "data information brain-infusion".

"The last wave, lord." said the housekeeper.

"The last wave, senior!" Song Shuhang said the same.

It started drizzling in the world behind the door.

"Tell me honestly, Ba Song. At the seventh wave, have you used any means?" asked the three-eyed boy.

Song Shuhang shook his head - as long as he "adapts to the pain", he would not bother to use any means!

After a while of silence, the three-eyed boy said seriously: "I didn't expect you to be able to support the tenth wave."

"I didn't expect it myself." Song Shuhang replied seriously - he thought he would be hanged when the sixth wave was in the future.

"Before activate the tenth wave of trial, there is something I must remind you first. In fact, the intensity of the tenth wave of ‘information brain’ is not set at all with the goal of monks of your realm. The power of the tenth wave is even more terrifying than the 1-9 waves combined. So, whether to accept the tenth wave of trials is to be considered yourself." The three-eyed boy looked at Song Shuhang and said seriously.

"Come on, senior. I am still a little confident about 'tolerate pain'." Song Shuhang said confidently.

His confidence is because he has fully adapted to the pain of side effects of "data flow and brain infusion".

Tolerate pain - to adapt to pain - to enjoy pain.

Even if the tenth wave is stronger than the 1-9 wave combined, Song Shuhang has the confidence to experience it.

"I hope your confidence will not harm you." The three-eyed boy said seriously.

As he said that, he reached out and pressed his hand on Song Shuhang's forehead: "The tenth wave!!"

Boom~~

The last wave of data flow impact was like an explosion of nuclear bombs, exploded in Song Shuhang's mind.

An indescribable burst of pain.

But pain is only a moment.

After the severe pain, Song Shuhang felt a cool and extremely comfortable feeling in his mind.

The spiritual power and spiritual consciousness have been promoted to a brand new level!

The comfortable and cool feeling is the wonderfulness brought by the changes in spiritual consciousness.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but show an expression of enjoyment.

The three-eyed boy saw this twisted expression of enjoyment, and the hairs on his arms stood up.

"Master, you have ruined Ba Song." The eyeball housekeeper reminded.

The three-eyed boy was silent for a while and accelerated the speed of the infusion of the "information flow" without hesitation.

After fifteen breaths.

The tenth wave of trial ends.

Song Shuhang, who was under the palm of the three-eyed boy, looked fascinated and enjoyed his expression.

Even at the end of "Information Flow Brain", Song Shuhang opened his eyes with a confused look on his face: "It's over?"

Three-eyed boy: "…"

The eyeball housekeeper next to him reminded: "Yes, it's over. Congratulations, Ba Song Xuansheng, you will be happy to bring one of the master's third eyes!"

"It's over so soon?" Song Shuhang showed nostalgia on his face - he could feel that if the "information brain infusion" lasted for a while, his spiritual consciousness could evolve again and achieve the evolution of the second consecutive time!

Three-eyed boy: "…"

After a moment.

"It's time for you to go back, Ba Song." said the three-year teenager.

I am in a bad mood and don’t want to talk much. I just want to make the annoying guy in front of me disappear as soon as possible.

After saying that, he put the "third eye" into Song Shuhang's hands.

Then he turned around, grabbed the butler of his eyes and squeezed it hard.

Bo~

A small eyeball squeezed out of the butler's pupil.

The three-eyed boy grabbed the new little eyeball and skillfully inserted it into his forehead.

The eyeball housekeeper actually has this function!

"Senior, is this eye useful?" Song Shuhang asked, looking at the eyes in the palm of his hand.

"Didn't you just experience some of its functions?" After the three-eyed boy said, he gently pushed Song Shuhang.

The next moment, Song Shuhang was pushed out, knocked open the wooden door, and disappeared at the end of the Throne of Sancai.

After waiting for Song Shuhang to disappear, the eyeball housekeeper carefully reminded: "Master, the eye you sent out just now is connected to the 'database'."

Three-eyed boy: "!!!"
Chapter completed!
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