prehistoric calendar

Zhang Haohuan still looked up at the sky worriedly. The light clusters and stars in the sky were getting closer and closer to the main material world, but the vision Jun mentioned has not been seen yet.

This made Zhang Haohuan even more anxious. He wanted to use the power of comedy to make predictions, but he also knew that such predictions were best based on general trends. If he wanted to predict an individual, he would base his prediction on the situation of the person he wanted to predict.

Come to the extra load, the stronger the person, the more lucky the person, the greater the potential

For people who predict that the risk of the load will increase exponentially, this is actually the reason why Chen Yang often explodes his eyes. Using the low to explore the high is a taboo in itself, but it is a good thing to explode the load.

It is similar to a lizard cutting off its tail to survive, otherwise Chenyang would have died so long that his bones could be beaten on a drum.

Zhang Haohuan does not have the knack of Chenyang Master. He will not be fine if he can't explode his eyes. Otherwise, let alone his eyes, he will explode his liver and kidneys. It's not like Jun doesn't have the technology to clone organs.

Then he had to give it a try.

"Uh... speaking of load..."

Zhang Haohuan subconsciously looked at the footmen next to him.

Because the war was about to begin, and the target was the Holy Group of Ten Thousand Races, which the foot men had wanted to kill ten thousand times in their dreams, all the foot men were so excited that they all shouted waaagh, and at this moment Landa was there

There are several footboys next to Zhang Haohuan. They are all footboys with system time, and all of them want to get some tasks from Zhang Haohuan.

Zhang Haohuan can't bear to predict the price of Gu. In other words, it is estimated that every few people in this world can bear it. Even the current Gu is the same. But the foot men are different. There is nothing they can't bear. The great thing is that this body will die once.

, as long as there are still a few resurrections, then they really have nothing to fear. At least Zhang Haohuan knows that this first generation of foot men will also cause big events in the future. At that time, when the dusk rises, they are about to meet the most terrible

The several shadows that I was afraid of coincided with each other, and then I didn't know who took a strange risk and actually opened the foot man in a fragment of an isolated island in time and space. Then the dozen or so foot men inserted themselves between the dusk and the shadow, and inserted their bodies

Thinking of it as an isolation layer like high latitude and low latitude, this almost replaced the authority of the multiverse in disguise, and they only died a hundred or two hundred times. When the incident was resolved, they were still eating, drinking and talking nonsense.

Not a shred of shit.

So...or...

Zhang Haohuan looked at the sky again and again, then at the footman, and finally decided to give it a try. He immediately coughed twice and said to several footmen around him who had system time: "Ahem, I have a task to release...

…”

As soon as he finished speaking, several footmen immediately appeared in front of Zhang Haohuan. The first footman who arrived immediately said: "Mr. Zhang, you know me. I am a real person and I absolutely guarantee that I will complete the tasks assigned by the master!"

"

The second footman also immediately shouted: "Master Zhang, you know me..."

"Brother Zhang, you know me..."

"open……"

"Stop!" Zhang Haohuan felt his forehead hurt. He immediately stopped the voluptuous remarks these people were about to make, and said seriously: "I'm going to tell you a joke, and then something strange happens, or

If you find any strange objects, you must tell me the truth."

Several foot men looked at each other, not caring that Zhang Haohuan was here at the moment, and each of them whispered in what they thought was a whisper, but in fact everyone around them could hear: "This old boy actually wants to tell us a joke? Sun

Are you coming out of the west?"

"I think it's a trap. He will probably bury us as soon as we smile!"

"...Or maybe he thought it was a joke, but he told us about Marxism-Leninism for half an hour?"

Zhang Haohuan's face began to turn blue at a speed visible to the naked eye, and veins popped out on his forehead. He immediately roared: "Asshole! If I want to tell a joke, please be serious!"

In the distance, Chen Yang, who was arranging a defense mission with a group of footmen, covered his face and couldn't bear to watch all this.

At this moment, something fell to the ground in front of the footmen. With a loud sound, the footmen looked at the thing strangely. It seemed to be an Arabian magic lamp, and then they used a strange sound.

He looked at Zhang Haohuan with an expression.

Zhang Haohuan was so angry that he almost fainted. His face turned from blue to red. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "What kind of joke is this!? What kind of joke is this!?" But he didn't know who he was scolding.

However, the attention of several footmen quickly focused on this Arabian magic lamp. One of the footmen picked up the lamp. As soon as he picked it up, his eyes immediately widened because his system had

It indicates the efficacy of this magic lamp, which can "perfectly" fulfill his three wishes.

"Double quotation marks and perfect double quotation marks make three wishes come true. Damn it, my dick explodes!" The footman yelled while holding the magic lamp.

"Crack!"

With a crisp explosion, the footman immediately fell to the ground in great pain, blood flowed from his lower body, and he immediately yelled: "Ahhhhh... Heal me quickly, heal me quickly."

OK!

"

A second later, the foot man jumped up with glowing eyes. He looked at the magic lamp in his hand and said, "It's amazing! His dick is really amazing!"

"Crack!"

"Ahhhhhh..."

Not to mention this farce, when the footman raised the oil lamp and started talking, everything around Zhang Haohuan changed. His vision broke through a certain limit, rising, expanding, zooming out, and then sublimating again. Finally, Zhang Haohuan looked at

He came across something, but it wasn't ancient, or it wasn't a specific person or thing he knew, but a large mass of indescribable things.

On this thing, there is a light spot particle that is flashing. Every time the light disappears, it means the disappearance of death, but it lights up again from the incomparable darkness, with incomparable tenacity, and this light spot is there

On a large mass of pitch black, as time passed, this light spot began to grow, its luminosity became brighter, its size became larger, and it gradually began to occupy more and more dark places...

"Did you see it?" A voice came from behind Zhang Haohuan.

Zhang Haohuan quickly looked back and saw a very cold and handsome man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, sideburns as sharp as a knife, and a nose as bold as a gallbladder. Just seeing this man's features, Zhang Haohuan felt as if he was facing the world directly.

A sense of one's own insignificance.

Fortunately, this man just glanced at Zhang Haohuan, and then followed Zhang Haohuan's gaze to the dark place in front of him. He said again: "It's not in vain that I have spent so much on Hao and refreshed it back and forth so many times."

"Hao?" Zhang Haohuan was so excited that he couldn't help but ask: "Where is Hao? What is his plan? And... who are you?"

The cold and handsome man didn't say anything. He just waved to Zhang Haohuan. A drop of blood seeped out from between Zhang Haohuan's eyebrows. The blood floated between the cold and handsome man and Zhang Haohuan. He flicked a drop of pure purple into the air.

The blood was thrown out and combined with Zhang Haohuan's blood, and the two actually blended together.

Zhang Haohuan was puzzled at first, and then he was shocked. He looked at the handsome and stern man in disbelief and said, "You, you are..."

"Humph." There seemed to be a trace of red on the face of the cold and handsome man. He turned his head slightly and said: "I know your purpose, but it is not something you can spy on, not even with the help of those footmen, but you can't

Don't worry about Gu, before Hao dies, no, before... dies."

This cold and handsome man looked at the upper end of the dark light spot in the distance. There was fear in his eyes, and then he said: "Gu will never die. Heaven and earth will not allow it. This is his great luck. He must also be here."

During this period, I have accumulated enough knowledge.”

Zhang Haohuan nodded as if he understood. He looked at the darkness and light spots ahead, and asked: "Is this... death once the light is extinguished? It's impossible for the physical body, then it's the spirit? But how is this possible?

If you can do it, even a foot man can’t do this..."

The cold and handsome man first sneered, and then sighed: "Do you know what the strongest talent in the world is?"

Zhang Haohuan was stunned. He didn't follow the thoughts of this cold and handsome man. However, when he asked, countless famous top talents flashed in his mind. However, before he could speak, the cold and handsome man spoke first.

: "A talent that can accumulate strength while alive. Apart from this, any other talent is not worth mentioning... To achieve the golden nature requires great power, to achieve the great Luo requires great power, and to combine the two into one requires great power.

This doesn’t count, it’s for breaking the void after being combined, it’s for breaking the void, it’s for the combination of Da Luo’s golden nature and the void, it doesn’t even count at this point, there will be another way after that... It seems like

It’s not difficult, Da Luo, Jin Xing, Po Xu, He Dao, but the difficulty lies in this strength..."

"The ultimate, when it comes to its essence, is nothing more than the attainment of strength. Therefore, you must live first and then accumulate strength. This will make countless sentient beings strive for nothing..."

"It's a pity that it's just the 'will' that can be restored after all. The first thing that needs to be done is that the will will not fall, and it only concerns the will. If there is really a powerful way to destroy the earth, wind, water and fire, then the will alone will not be able to recover after all. If there is still a physical body to recover, the soul will recover.

, or even the restoration of the true spirit, all kinds of strange restorations are combined into the word 'restoration', that is really an impossible talent, even detachment is possible..."

This cold and handsome man looked a little sad when he said this. Zhang Haohuan wanted to say a few more words to this man, because this was his...

The cold and handsome man did not say anything to Zhang Haohuan. He looked ahead and said: "In order to refresh these things for Hao, I have exhausted everything. Absolute wall, but I can't stay with you for any longer. You can't stay with me for a while."

Go ahead and rest assured, Gu will return, but after that, the test has just begun, both for Gu and for you..."

"Wait a minute, are you..." Zhang Haohuan was about to ask, but saw the cold and handsome man wave his hand. By the time Zhang Haohuan came to his senses, he was already standing in a bloody field.

Right next to Zhang Haohuan, the man holding an oil lamp had already fainted and was frothing at the mouth.

Zhang Haohuan didn't pay attention to this. He immediately raised his head and looked at the sky. A strange phenomenon had appeared in the sky.