prehistoric calendar

(PS: I’ll update the first chapter first, and update the remaining two chapters once they’re ready.)

The world, the biological son of the multiverse, and the last and strongest innate demon god, became enlightened at the end of the Hongmeng calendar. He almost killed three thousand innate demon gods, divided the world into black and yellow, achieved two great virtues, achieved the highest level, and became the strongest existence in the world.

These various honors have been crowned on the world's head, but there are still many mysteries that have not been answered. For example, the skills and techniques used by the world to kill three thousand innate demons have always been a mystery, and where has the world gone?

A mystery, even the process from the Hongmeng Calendar to the Prehistoric Calendar is a mystery, and the few existences who survived the Hongmeng Calendar are very taboo about it. No one can know from them what happened...

Zhang Heng has been ill recently. He seems to have a bad cold, which comes and goes. His head feels dizzy and he feels uncomfortable. However, he still managed to go to the study room to write a book.

Sitting in front of the computer desk, he felt dizzy for a while. He managed to calm down and smoked a cigarette. He still felt unfocused, as if there was something behind him. Then he opened the manuscript and began to read it from the original.

Modify the latest chapter in the saved manuscript.

I just felt that my head was dizzy, as if I didn’t recognize the manuscript after reading it. When I looked carefully, it seemed that these words were moving on their own, changing constantly. At that moment, Zhang Heng calmed down, smoked another cigarette, and then started.

Type text on the keyboard.

"...The return of the world is of great significance. He will appear with the reason why he fell in the first place. Moreover, because of his return, many strong men who disappeared in the diversity will follow him. This is what will make up for all regrets when the world returns.

The reason for the statement..."

"...Zhang Heng knew his own existence when Chu Hao died. He is the world, but the world is not him. Everything here can only be understood but cannot be described. And then, under multiple reasons, he is everywhere in the multiverse.

Time condenses the fragments of his personality..."

"... There are many kinds of personalities, including cold personality, charitable personality, ordinary personality, radical personality, etc. If Zhang Heng wants to protect himself when he returns from the world, he must condense his own personality that belongs to the world.

, it is best to be able to belong to him alone, and the personality he chose, or the personality he was chosen is... a funny personality..."

"...Change it here, change it to be fully charged, wise and powerful, resourceful, a peerless hero, a perfect and invincible personality..."

Zhang Heng typed these words, and then sneezed. When he came back to his senses, the words "Xianchong, wise and powerful, resourceful, peerless hero, perfect and invincible" typed above had disappeared and turned into

Four words: funny and hilarious.

Zhang Heng was silent for a long time, lit another cigarette, and murmured to himself: "Am I hallucinating, or am I sick..."

After finishing the cigarette, Zhang Heng started typing on the keyboard again.

"...In short, Zhang Heng has gone through countless exercises and finally condensed his own personality. This allowed him to finally come into contact with the depths of the sea of ​​​​the world. There, he knew the name of the ultimate move of the world.

For the world, and the world’s great instrument, its name is the world, is a keyboard.”

"...At the same time, Zhang Heng knows that once he uses this move, he will sink into the sea of ​​the world, and the origin of the world will emerge. This process is irreversible unless there is an equally powerful person who can

Extracted from the source, but this is almost impossible, because the world is the world, standing proudly on the top of diversity, unless it is..."

"...At this moment, Zhang Heng used to leave the world. At the same time, he sank into the depths of the sea of ​​the world. Before that, he defined a key piece of data information, which was defined by the world..."

Zhang Heng sneezed again. He saw that after this paragraph, the chapters he had written began to disappear. He rubbed his eyes and seemed to see the words appearing. After a long time, he silently walked out of the study and took another

I took a few pills, then returned to the study and continued typing.

"...There are two definitions. The first one is that all existences on site return to their origins. The duration is determined by the proportion of the world sea that he can influence."

"The second one is to set up a set of cause and effect. Following Zheng Zha and his party will definitely be able to go to the Narnia plane, and they will definitely be able to achieve their desired goals, including facing the person who is wrapped in sound waves, hazy and see...

The same goes for people who don’t know who they are.”

"Finally, Zheng Zha, I entrust everything to you, come on..."

Zhang Heng held the keyboard, and while typing, he said to Zheng Zha with a smile: "Zheng Zha, I entrust you with everything, come on..."

After saying this, Zhang Heng showed a bright smile, and then his whole body slowly shattered into particles of light. Wu Ming and Zheng Zha looked a little dumbfounded. They looked around and found nothing about the situation at the scene.

What changes, even as Zhang Heng was shattered, the friends he brought were also shattered, and the influence of the funny memes before was also disappearing.

Wu Ming was silent for a moment, and then said to Zheng Zha: "Zheng Zha, could it be that... his most funny method is to pretend to be cool and run away?"

"It should be..." Zheng Zha was not sure for a while, and could only murmur: "No way."

But when the two of them thought of Zhang Heng's funny memes before, they were a little unsure. Then they saw so many big guys around them, even if they didn't even see them, just the terrifying aura

, just let them keep swallowing their saliva.

Suddenly, Zheng Zha's face suddenly turned red. He covered his chest. A circle of traces of blood vessels like earthworms appeared on the surface of his body. His whole person looked extremely terrifying. Wu Ming's face suddenly changed and he couldn't care about anything else.

, immediately concentrated the influence of the Donghuang Bell on Zheng Zha's body, but it was useless. Zheng Zha's whole body was red and blue.

Tendons popped up, and even smoke emerged from the surface of his skin, and Zheng Zha himself screamed in pain. The pain was even unbearable for Zheng Zha, who had experienced countless life-and-death battles.

While roaring, he kept hitting the bottom. Although it was void, ripples would burst out in circles every time he hit it.

In addition to Zheng Zha, Luo Hu, who originally rushed towards Zhang Heng, also roared loudly, but his roar sounded like a man and a woman, which made people feel creepy. Moreover, after his roar broke out, it produced a wave of noise around him.

There was a black and white flame. This black and white flame burned nothing. Even the void was burned into a deeper level of nothingness. And Luohu was in this black and white flame. Strangely, this flame did not burn.

he.

Gradually, the black and white flames mixed together, forming a flame that was neither black nor white, and the flame became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a small flame dot as big as a bean.

A lamp gradually appeared under the flame. This lamp looked simple and vast without any carvings, but it had a strange beauty of its own.

I saw a white-black arm holding the burning lamp, and then revealed its owner. I couldn't tell whether this being was a man or a woman, or whether it was a human or other form. It flickered dimly, as if in black and white.

It is made up of a mixture of colored flames, about 100 meters high. It holds in one hand

The lamp then burst into laughter. The laughter sounded like a man or a woman, a god or a demon, pain or joy. It was hard to tell. The most peculiar thing was that just by standing there, the surrounding people could not distinguish it.

Everything seems to be becoming hazy and floating, like a burning flame.

"Hahaha, I, Jidu Luohu, have returned to his origins today and returned to the origin of the innate demon god. Why should I kill the candidate for the emperor... Fuxi, I will kill you and devour you today!!"

This being roared loudly, and his voice was full of resentment. This resentment would be difficult to wash away even if all the water of diversity were exhausted.

Not only him, but the three hidden beings also began to transform, and became stronger and stronger. Each of them transformed from a hidden state of existence into a real and tangible form. All of them roared to the sky, and all of them were roaring.

Each has its own origin.

The most exaggerated thing is Alaya Consciousness with the head of a human and the body of a snake. His body was torn into pieces and then reassembled. In this combination, the flesh and blood continued to expand and turned into a huge egg. It was seen that a snake emerged from this chaos.

Coming out of it, this snake is not so much a snake as it is a huge piece of wriggling flesh, but everyone who sees it knows that it is a snake.

Moreover, this snake is so huge that you can clearly see the whole body with the naked eye. If you really look at it, you will feel that this snake can surround the entire space-time turbulence without being able to turn around. Not only the space-time turbulence, but also the multiverse is within it.

Surrounded by it, all tangible and fleshy things will respect it as mother, and will have the idea of ​​​​investing in it.

Compared with these existences, the black and yellow stars in the sky have not changed much, and the back soil in the Narnia plane has not changed much. Suddenly, the Tao disappears and the demon rises, and the situation has reached its most critical point.

At this time, a breath burst out from Zheng Zha's body, and then the next one. This breath was like a heart beating, swelling, swelling, swelling. Zheng Zha's eyes were blank. He just subconsciously hit the lower part with his hand.

Where he struck, the wind

Water and fire surged out, and then he continued to be beaten into chaos, and his roar also changed. It was no longer a meaningless roar. The voice was small at first, but gradually, the voice became louder and louder, so that all

Everyone in existence heard this voice.

As for those high-level saints with monstrous demonic flames, or the innate demon gods who had returned to their origins, who were about to pounce on the black and yellow stars, their bodies all trembled and fell silent, and they all looked at Zheng Zha with incredulous eyes.

Because they heard the sound too.

"Open the sky, open the sky, open the sky...open the sky!!!"