Looking at the endless sea, Zhang He completely understood the idiom of Wangyang sighing, and after a long time, Zhang He finally came back to his senses from Wangyang sighing and began to think seriously about countermeasures.

The harsh environment, the space ring is not yet connected, it can be said that Zhang He has fallen into an unprecedented crisis is not an exaggeration at all, Nima, if you come here, you can only rely on swimming if you want to go back anyway, even so, it is better to practice swimming first.

Thinking that it was Zhang He's habit to do it, he walked around the island, and Zhang He finally found the shallow water area on the west side of the island, and the water depth in the shallow water area was just enough to flood Zhang He's neck, which was a good place to practice swimming.

Zhang He finally went into the water, but at the moment of entering the water, Zhang He suddenly discovered that this endless sea water actually contained incomparably pure energy, even richer than the energy contained in the elixir of heaven and earth.

I rub, this is the Shenma situation? Zhang He was stunned for a moment.

With such a big ocean, so much seawater, if all the seawater contains this kind of pure energy, then why does Brother need to worry about cultivating the Hongmeng Pregnancy God Decision?

Zhang He, who was excited, grabbed the edge of the island and swam quickly along the edge of the island.

Actually, all the seawater contains pure energy, Nima, this is really developed.

The sea is a good sea, too good to be better, but the problem is that I still have to eat and drink after all, especially in this harsh environment, fresh water is an indispensable living material.

Nima, let's learn to swim honestly, find a way to swim to a place where there are people, at least find a place with fresh water resources, right?

After determining the situation of the seawater, Zhang He began to practice swimming seriously, but while practicing swimming, the Hongmeng Pregnant God was also running at full speed, frantically plundering the pure energy contained in the seawater.

With Zhang He's current ability, it is really easy to learn to swim, and after less than two hours, Zhang He's swimming ability is much stronger than that of the Olympic champion.

Like a swimming fish, after swimming in the seawater, Zhang He returned to the shore again, and once again looked at the endless sea and fell into distraction.

Although the chance of getting out of this ocean by swimming is not much greater than zero, the problem is that if you wait on the island, the chance is directly zero, so after looking at the ocean and sighing again, Zhang He immediately jumped into the rough sea without hesitation and swam in the direction he chose.

Because there is enough pure energy in the seawater, even though he has been swimming as hard as he can, Zhang He has never felt tired, but as time goes by, the more and more unbearable thirst makes Zhang He miserable.

With the passage of time, the rough sea finally became calmer, but the temperature still did not decrease in the slightest, the sea water is still hot, Zhang He has no doubt, if he was just an ordinary person, it is estimated that he would have been boiled into broth by the sea water a long time ago, Zhang He is not afraid of scalding, but the increasingly unbearable thirst makes Zhang He almost collapse, there is no saliva in his mouth for a long time, and his throat has already begun to burn and hurt, but there is still only an endless sea in front of him.

This is a world without night and day, from beginning to end, the sky here is gray, from beginning to end, the light here has not changed in the slightest, but Zhang He, who has been made more and more weak by Yan zhòng's dehydration, has no mood to pay attention to these.

Time passes silently, in this space where there is no day and no night, Zhang He completely forgets time, only knows that he blindly moves desperately in the direction he has chosen, and the lonely island has long disappeared in Zhang He's field of vision, which also makes Zhang He completely lose the reference object to discern the direction, and can only rely entirely on feeling to move forward.

Zhang He is getting weaker and weaker, and his skin has been soaked in the sea water and is a little swollen, but Zhang He's internal organs, muscles, and even bones have shrunk extremely tightly due to the dehydration of the increasingly strict zhòng, and the whole body has also shrunk by almost a full third unconsciously.

Zhang He is getting weaker and weaker, and his consciousness has begun to blur, but Zhang He is still swimming desperately, still trying to move forward in the direction of his feelings, in fact, what Zhang He doesn't know is that his direction has long deviated from the direction he chose at the beginning, not only that, because he is too weak to fight against the turbulent waves, so the direction he is moving has actually been changing, and Zhang He, who is confused, has completely lost his direction, just relying on his instinct to flutter in the endless sea.

There is no sun rising and moon setting, no day and night alternately, and there is no clock and time, Zhang He completely forgot how long he had persevered in the seawater, all he could perceive was his more and more confused consciousness, and as time went by, Zhang He, who had not lasted for how long, had already felt that he was about to fall into a coma, but his strong will to survive clearly told him that he could not be unconscious, and he must not be unconscious.

Driven by a strong will to survive, Zhang He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and used severe pain to drive away the coma that was getting stricter and stricter, and the blood that had become thick as paste flowed out of the tip of his tongue, very salty and salty, but Zhang He didn't dare to waste the slightest, and greedily swallowed all the blood into his stomach.

The pain on the tip of his tongue did not make Zhang He hold on for too long, and it didn't take long for Zhang He to clearly feel that he was about to pass out.

Zhang He had to bite the tip of his tongue again, so repeatedly, I don't know how many times he was awake in a daze, and I don't know how many times Zhang He, who was confused in a daze, had already bitten his entire tongue to pieces, and many wounds were directly bitten through.

The tongue was bitten and numb, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't feel any pain when he bit his tongue, so Zhang He had to change the way he stimulated himself, broke his fingers, and broke his fingers alive.

"Click." With the crisp sound of a bone breaking, Zhang He broke the little finger of his left hand without hesitation.

The severe pain made Zhang He wake up briefly for a moment again, but not long after, Yan Zhan was short of water, and Zhang He, who had completely turned into a dried corpse, fell into a state of imminent coma again.

"Click." With another crisp sound, the ring finger of his left hand was not broken by Zhang He.

Time used its fair cruelty to break all of Zhang He's fingers alive, but even so, Zhang He still couldn't escape the ravages of time, and finally fell into a complete coma.

Zhang He, who was unconscious, sank to the bottom of the sea like a reef, but with Zhang He's rapid sinking, when his sinking depth reached about 20 meters, a change suddenly occurred.

Countless filaments emerged from the sea water beside him like spring silkworms spit out of thin air, as if countless skilled embroidery girls were flying needles and threads, and soon wrapped Zhang He in the center.

The filaments are transparent and cannot be seen at all with the naked eye; The filaments are dense, dense as spider webs, and the length of the filaments is immeasurable, each filament extends from Zhang He's side to the end of the sea, and like the endless sea, it is boundless, and it cannot be measured by an accurate number.

Zhang He still didn't have the slightest consciousness, but unconsciously, Zhang He was firmly wrapped in countless filaments, as if he had been wrapped in transparent plastic wrap layer after layer.

Zhang He, who seemed to be sleeping in a cocoon, finally sank to the bottom of the sea, and gently fell on the soft sand on the bottom of the sea like dead leaves, and countless filaments finally stopped shuttling back and forth, but they were still firmly connected with the cocoon on Zhang He's body.

Zhang He was still unconscious, but in the coma, Zhang He fell into a dream-like dream, the dream is so real, so wonderful, in the dream, the Pangu Holy Ancestor appeared again, but this time, the Pangu Holy Ancestor is also like the current Zhang He, falling into a meaningless deep sleep.

The Pangu Holy Ancestor in the dream was very young, young as a young man about twenty years old, the Pangu Holy Ancestor in the dream slept very dead, and the Pangu Holy Ancestor actually slept in an egg, but the outside of the giant egg was not seawater, but dark red high-temperature magma.

The giant egg that wrapped Pangu Holy Ancestor was a fiery red transparent egg, but the surface of the egg was also like a cocoon wrapped in Zhang He, covered with dense filaments, and the length of the filaments was also immeasurable, extending to the end of the magma.

The only difference is that the Pangu Holy Ancestor in the Dome sleeps peacefully, but Zhang He in "plastic wrap" is very terrifying, as if he is like a zombie that has been dried for thousands of years.

In the dream, the slumber of the Pangu Holy Ancestor was in the cultivation of the Hongmeng Pregnancy God Decision, and this cultivation link was named pregnant by the Pangu Holy Ancestor, the pregnancy of pregnancy. Pregnancy is a stage that will never be avoided in cultivating Hongmeng Pregnancy God, and the stage of pregnancy is very important.

In the dream, Zhang He knew that the place where he was sleeping was called Hongmeng Space, which was the core part of the Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Divine Bead, and it was also the part that the Pangu Holy Ancestor explained that he had to refine.

In the dream, the Holy Ancestor of Pangu clearly told Zhang He that when the sea is dry and the stones are rotten, it is the time to become a god.

Zhang He was still unconscious, but under the influence of his subconscious, his face as if he was a dry corpse was also uncontrollably attached to a thick look of horror.

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