prehistoric calendar

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Wu Ming decided to buy a house.

In fact, since he took in a housekeeper and two maids, he has already had the idea of ​​buying a house, but he was busy with various trivial matters in the territory for a while and could not spare any time. Later, he would go shopping for various things.

, Daoyun needs it, Tiandi Xuanhuang Cannon needs ammunition, these are all needed, is there any other time he may have?

After being busy for seven or eight days in a row, Wu Mingcai finally had some free time when the next summons for the Samsara Team was about to begin. Then he looked at the two maids looking so cute while sleeping in the living room for several nights. To be honest, he felt

I also feel some guilt.

After all, this world is a world of appearance. If his maid is a kobold maid, a goblin maid, or a more exaggerated skeleton maid, a mud tribe maid, etc., he will give them death, but a tree spirit, a

The cat-eared look made him feel a little embarrassed.

What's more, although he has a territory, he will definitely stay in the territory in the future, but Jinhe City can't just give up. On the one hand, his mentor is here, although he can't learn anything from the mentor, or at all.

He has learned nothing, but one is his status and the other is his kindness, but he can't forget these. What's more, with a mentor as a line, he can be regarded as a person with a background and backing, why doesn't he hurry up and show it?

So he decided to sell a house in Jinhe City. Now he is not short of money. The money he originally expected to purchase the territory was paid by the city government. His current money is more than enough for both the Magic Tower and the Blessed Land, and the remaining money is

There is nothing to spend, so there is no problem in buying a property in Jinhe City. Anyway, it is one thing for him to make money quickly, but it is another thing for him not to be stingy.

And until Wu Ming wanted to buy a house, the dryad maid still had an indifferent and respectful expression, and the cat-eared maid cheered loudly. At that moment, the cat-eared maid took out maps of various good locations in Jinhe City, and started

She pointed out the best place to buy a house, which place was suitable for entertaining guests, etc. She kept chattering for a while, but her voice was soft and sweet, and she looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl at her most beautiful.

It makes people feel relaxed, which is many times better than the dwarf Aibis who also likes to chatter. At least Wu Ming will not find it boring.

When the two maids were ready, Wu Ming took them straight to the largest housing agency in Jinhe City. In fact, Wu Ming also saw it. Although the tree spirit maid did not show excitement, she was sorting out the account books.

She accidentally fell to the ground several times, and I guess she was very happy.

"I have really fallen into neglect. I have land, a housekeeper, a maid, money, strength, a background and a backing... Could it be that I have become the most hated (envied) person in the past?"

Wu Ming sighed a little, and at the same time thought happily...

And in a very remote desert in the prehistoric continent, a young human man was walking in this semi-desert and semi-desert area with one foot deep and one foot shallow. He was ragged and looked very embarrassed.

In addition to the clothes that were almost reduced to strips of cloth, there were many wounds all over the body. They were simply wrapped with strips of cloth, and many of the wounds were even oozing blood.

The most terrifying thing is that there are layers of dark aura emerging outside this human man's body. These dark auras linger like maggots attached to the bones. From time to time, there will be terrifying whispers coming from the dark aura. If

For anyone else, just this whisper would be enough to make someone go crazy and go crazy.

"Damn it, these sand bugs are really killing me incessantly. I have killed at least three of their legions in a row, and they still won't let me go!!"

The young man's brows were full of sternness. While he was talking to himself, he looked behind him at the desert. Far away in the desert, there was a sandstorm sweeping over here. The young man knew that it was definitely not a sandstorm.

, but one of the dominant races in the desert, the large army of sand bugs is attacking him.

Li Ming felt that he was extremely unlucky. He finally completed the observation test and joined one of the branches of the Death and Death Group, Real History, and became an observer of real history. However, he did not have time to feel wandering.

Feeling at ease in time and space, he suddenly encountered a turbulent layer of time and space, which not only erased his ability to walk in time and space, but also made him lost in the turbulence of time.

Li Ming has lost his memory in the turbulent flow of time. He also understands this. He has lost the ability to walk in time and space. Unless he understands the light of the soul, he will not be able to remember anything in the turbulent flow of time.

What happened, he only knew that when he returned to the real time period, he had an extra sword. At the same time, he also found that the time point he was in was not right. It was not any time point in human history at all, but spanned hundreds of millions of years of time and space.

, actually returned to the prehistoric era!!

As a human being under the rule of the ancient heaven who had a strong interest in history since he was a child, he began to pursue the real history from a very young age. Of course, he did not know that there was such an organization as the real history at the beginning, but relied on his own

He has the ability and relationship to search past history, so he knows many things that ordinary people in the prehistoric heaven do not know at all, such as what the prehistoric era means to human beings.

This is an era when human beings are like pigs and dogs. This is an era when the world is unfair and the world is selfish. This is an era that is more terrifying to human beings than hell.

In this era, human beings have no so-called human rights, not to mention human rights, not even the right to survive. Although I don’t know why the main civilization of this era, the prehistoric races, did not exterminate human beings, but in this era, human beings

It's really not much better than an animal.

For example, he killed several insecticides that wanted to eat him, which caused a dark aura to appear on his body. This was a feedback from Heaven and a symbol of sin against Heaven. This Heaven is not the same as in human history.

The sky is not the sky, but the sky of the prehistoric era, Gaia!!

I have sinned against God and have nothing to pray for...

Since then, Li Ming has been fighting and fleeing in this desert, not only enmity with the sand bugs, but also with more than a dozen ancient races in the desert. There is no way, he has the aura of sin in his body, and he himself

It's a human being again, so naturally he will kill whoever he sees. What makes him even more helpless is that his third-level gene lock and the orthodox cultivation power of the golden elixir stage have completely disappeared since he came to the prehistoric calendar. He even couldn't even practice.

He can't do it. In other words, he can only be regarded as an ordinary person now.

And the reason why he was able to escape was actually all because of the sword in his hand. Not only did that sword allow him to defeat powerful enemies in a row, it could even kill the aura of sin given by Gaia, but he was too strong.

He is weak and can only use a little bit of the power of this sword every time. Otherwise, the aura on his body would have been completely wiped out. Where would he still be tracked?

But now there is really no time to erase the imprinted aura. He must use the time he can use his sword to deal with the sand bugs chasing him. This time, there are at least three frightening auras in the sandstorm.

From a distance, you can see extremely bright spiritual light bursting out. It is obvious that these are at least three level four sand worms who have even comprehended the light of the soul and are above the level four intermediate level.

"Fortunately, no saint from the Sand Zerg Tribe has arrived. Oh, it is now called the Holy Throne. Otherwise, I don't know if my half-baked sword would have been able to withstand it..."

Li Ming murmured to himself, and looked behind him again. There was a desert in front of him, and a desert behind him. He was about to step out of this desert, and according to what he knew about the geography of the ancient continent, he would soon be there.

He would go to the North Sea Desert. Once there, he could at least find some fresh water and food. He could lurk down and kill Gaia's aura first, and then use blood sacrifice to slowly refine the sword. Otherwise, he

It may not be able to exert even one ten thousandth of the strength of the sword.

What's more, this sword is famous in history. He also wants to know why he got this sword. Logically speaking, this sword should belong to that venerable person. Could it be that he came to the prehistoric era?

Is it that Venerable's method?

But that's wrong. The sword in his hand is obviously ownerless, and it is in tune with his soul. It is obviously the thing he hit, but how is this possible!?

Li Ming was puzzled, but he couldn't care less about what he was thinking at the moment. The sandstorm was very close to him. He could even see that the so-called sandstorm was densely packed with almost endless palm-sized sandworms.

Some are the size of humans, and the largest ones are the size of elephants. The most exaggerated ones are three sandworms the size of whales in the sky. They all rush towards Li Ming. The first thing they bear the brunt of is a large number of dense energy rays.

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"This is the last battle... no, this is the last battle in this desert..."

Li Ming was neither happy nor sad, and silently took the sword off his back. The sword was neither copper, nor iron, nor steel. There is a poem to prove it: It was neither copper, nor iron, nor steel. It was once hidden under Mount Xumi. There is no need to reverse yin and yang.

Refining, how can there be no sharp edge tempered by water and fire? Killing immortals is powerful, killing immortals, trapping immortals with red light everywhere. The transformations of extremely immortals are endless and wonderful, and the clothes of Daluo gods are stained with blood.

You can see that there is a rune on the back of the sword. It is not any text, but anyone who sees it will immediately know its meaning. The name of this sword is:

"punish!"