The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1986

The whispers seemed to carry a mysterious rhythm. It was like a woman mumbling something in your ear.

One could vaguely guess that she was describing something. But he couldn’t even hear a word.

What’s going on?

Jagoan’s first reaction was that something was wrong with the thing on the 15th floor. But soon, he denied this idea.

There is absolutely no problem. It should be difficult to understand…

After making up his mind, Jagoan immediately calmed down. He looked up at the white mark in mid-air.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

The white mark, like the line swept by the end of the handwriting, was gradually shortened at this moment. It felt like a burning incense stick. As time passed, the incense stick gradually became a little late.

Seeing this, Jagoan suddenly understood.

That’s right. It must be talking about something…

What I need to do is to comprehend the contents of these words in a limited time…

Jagoan immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated all his attention, and listened carefully. The female voice, which was murmuring without any emotion, was vague.

Time passed little by little.

the white handwriting disappeared. Jagoan still couldn’t hear the most ordinary words

his brain to think about the changes in the upper and lower syllables, trying to distinguish what the other party was

the syllables seemed to produce a mysterious Taoist Sense, making him no longer struggle with the content of each word, but to feel it with his heart. This feeling was hard to describe in

mind, Jagoan felt that his body had become light, as if

a large sphere. He was now inside the big ball. The inside wall of the ball was a colorful light spot.

echoed

the flickering light spot in front of him

closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the middle of the big ball. Although his eyes were still closed at this moment, Jagoan felt that as time passed, there seemed to be lines in front of him. These lines were like

help but begin to breathe in and out according to the lines. At the same time, the spiritual Qi in Jagoan’s

As the resonance occurred, he suddenly opened his eyes.

spots were of different colors. They rotated slowly around him, sometimes close and sometimes far. However, there was no way to describe the distance between

spots seemed to be close at hand, but they made Jagoan feel that he couldn’t touch them. Some light spots were obviously

represented. He only hoped to come into contact with these light spots before the handwriting completely

thinking and

voice’s chanting and narration were no longer pure in Jagoan’s ears, but more like a rhythm. All the syllables formed a very obscure

Tao… The

heart suddenly jolted. He felt like he had grasped something. But because

are the

it for me on the 15th floor. It’s

Taos, only comprehend them. What I comprehended is my

is

after another was currently

Destruction Dao I mastered before was not mine at first. Later, with the help of Jagoan’s father, it burned it with its Kylin True

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