Prehistoric Calendar

Chapter 150 Madness and Death

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"Ha ha ha ha……"

After Wu Ming had one eyeball removed, he suddenly laughed out loud. There was madness in this laughter, and it was incomparably crazy.

Wu Ming traveled from the earth world to the Great Desolate Continent under the rule of the Heavenly Court. He didn't go out for several months, and he was cautious in handling things because of his heart.

He traveled back to the prehistoric era from the rule of the prehistoric heaven. In the prehistoric era, although he was pushed to the limit several times, his daily thoughts were still from the heart.

Only by being alive can one change everything. Once one dies, there is nothing left. Wu Ming wants to live, no matter what, he must continue to live, even if it is just to take a breath of air. He wants to live.

Like those who say that living without dreams, pursuits, and expectations is like a dead body. In this case, Wu Ming despises it the most. If you don’t live first, what’s the use of your big dreams and pursuits?When you die, there is nothing left.

So he wants to live, desperate to live!
But if there is a situation that makes him unable to survive, then he will really go crazy, because even his life is gone, what's the use of everything else! ?It would be better to drag the person who wants to kill himself to go to hell together. This is a kind of extreme cowardice and extreme fear of rebellion. The so-called extremes must be reversed, which has become a fact here in Wu Ming.

When he is afraid to the limit, he will burst into incomparable madness.

This is also the case at this moment...""

Following Wu Ming's big laugh, Zhao Zhukong, who was holding Wu Ming's eyeballs and was smiling foolishly, looked over. The distorted smile on his face didn't look like human eyes at all, as if he saw something strange. I saw Zhao Zhukong swallowed his eyeballs, and then said in a nervous tone: "It's great, that's right, that's it, shout, laugh, tear everything apart, tear everything apart!" Peel them all off, look, what a bright red color, this is the color of life, you are no longer an immature little fruit."

In the next moment, Zhao Zhukong disappeared again and reappeared, and what he was holding was Wu Ming's finger.

Wu Ming's laughter continued, without stopping because of pain or fear, and then suddenly, Wu Ming stopped laughing, the skin all over his body began to squirt blood, and the veins on his face were even more protruding. In just a split second, the eight runes that had been hidden in the air and the ground reappeared.

"Upon the power of heaven and earth! Qianjun Gen!"

"Upon the power of heaven and earth! Spiral away!"

"The universe borrows strength! Nine ignorant flames!"

With three loud roars, white flames of several feet were burning from all directions. The temperature of the flames was exaggerated. All the escape routes of Wu Ming and Zhao Zhukong were blocked.

Not only that, a huge spiral force began to appear in the field, this spiral force is also extremely large, if there is an ordinary person on the scene, I am afraid that it will be torn apart in an instant, and even if Zhao Zhukong has a subtle Even with such incredible strength, he can only stand up in this huge spiral force. Once he runs and moves, it will be difficult for him to maintain his balance.

In the end, there was a huge pressure from the sky, which made Zhao Zhukong frowned slightly, because he knew Wu Ming's plan.

"The flame blocks the way, the spiral force destroys the balance, does the huge pressure limit the speed?" Zhao Zhukong smiled distortedly, and he raised his finger. The nail on the finger was like the blade of a dagger.

Zhao Zhukong shook his head slightly, and in the next moment, he had appeared in front of Wu Ming, and this finger directly pierced Wu Ming's heart.

"Are you sure I really attacked you by speed?" Zhao Zhukong smiled distortedly, drooling all over his chin.

"...No, it's space."...

Wu Ming's extremely weak voice suddenly sounded, and then his body began to collapse. The full load of computing power, logic power, and analytical power had been pushed to the limit, or even surpassed the limit. Guang's blood-transforming sword suddenly burst into an extremely violent blood light, and the blood-transforming sword immediately scattered into blood light, and the hundred-foot blood light swept everything in the square in a spiral direction, even if Zhao Zhukong pulled his hand Disappeared, but this bloody light cuts everything, and even cuts straight up along the space. This spiral force, coupled with the huge pressure, and the blazing white flames that limit a large space around it, make the entire space of the main god The range is getting smaller and smaller...

When the red light gradually dimmed and shrunk, and finally turned into a blood-red long knife, Wu Ming had already died on the spot. His heart was pierced, and it was pierced with subtle force. Except for the heart, all the arteries in his body , the blood vessels, and even the blood vessels in the brain were all smashed into pieces by minute force. At this moment, he was finally dead beyond death.

On the other side, when Zhao Zhukong reappeared, his whole body was also covered with tiny scratches, each of which was not serious, but densely covered all over his body, leaving him with almost no good spots on his body. Meat.

"Hahaha, it's really great, you are already a ripe fruit..."

"It's a pity I didn't see my little apple again..."

"Right... my dear sister..."

Zhao Zhukong only had time to say these few words, and in a moment, he turned into a pool of blood, without any trace of existence anymore.

Everyone in Zheng Zha's room was stunned. After a long time, no one spoke. After at least ten seconds, Rose sighed deeply. For a while, she was so sad that she wanted to cry out.

Not only him, Xu Wen, Xue Yu, Alpha, and Wen Zetao were also silent as they watched Wu Ming and Zhao Zhukong fight each other to death.

On the other side, Wang Yu, who was undergoing surgery, was instilling the Holy Light Potion into Luo Li's internal organs, and Amor came here from the door and said, "Don't be so anxious, Wu Ming...is dead already."

"Well, I know." Wang Yu said with a serious expression, "He died for us..."

Amor was also silent for a while, and on the other side, Zheng Zha watched as Luoli's internal organs absorbed the holy light potion, and then repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the lungs were repaired, and the diaphragm was repaired. Completed. The ribs were repaired. Wang Yu dripped three bottles of Holy Light Potion. In just a few minutes, Luoli's chest was almost back to normal. Only the bloodstains and small scratches showed that Luoli had simply passed away at the gate of hell. Once.

Only then did Zheng Zha heaved a sigh of relief, and then his skin began to collapse and bleed, and his whole body was so painful that his veins burst out. For a while, he collapsed on the ground and rolled non-stop. The terrible pain made him He couldn't even snort, and there was never such a moment when he felt that he was so close to death, and it was the most painful death, being directly killed by pain.

At this time, Luoli's eyelids trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up, Amor directly asked Wang Yu and Xue Yu to suppress Zheng Zha, and dragged him to the main god square, and even at this time, the main god The high temperature in the square was still terrifying, everyone barely walked into it, and with Luoli waking up, everyone fell into the beam of light in an instant, including the dead body of Wu Ming. All the things they brought The traces disappeared immediately, and there was still only one main god light ball on the main god square, as if everything before was an illusion.

And Zheng Zha's pain has already exceeded the limit, the skin all over his body is collapsing and bleeding, and the muscles in his body are even broken and torn because of too much pain and too much body spasm, and Zheng Zha's breathing is getting worse and worse. Weak, as if he would die at any moment, at this time, another person who had been hiding in the room came out. This person was Tom who had kindly reminded Zheng Zha before.

Tom looked at Zheng Zha, who was already dying on the ground, and thought of Zheng Zha who had just joined the demon team. Facing the back-talk and persistence of those racists, he sighed, and said to the light ball in midair: " Lord God, repair Zheng Zha's whole body, and the reward points will be deducted from me."

Immediately, a beam of light fell down, directly covering Zheng Zha who was about to die...

On the other side, Amor and others returned to the space of the main god, and everyone had information in their minds.

"Complete the task, each person will get 80 reward points, one B-level branch plot, the main god information update, more convertible items, more trial space, more reincarnation world, and [-] rewards to open the coordinate connection of the demon team Points, two SSS-level branch plots."

There was so much information in this passage that everyone was a little stunned. After a long time, Rose suddenly said, "I want to revive Wu Ming!"

Only then did everyone come to their senses, and Wang Yu said: "Well, it is to revive him. Although we haven't had much contact with him, we have accepted his love twice, and I don't think that after more than 90 days, we will be able to deal with the previous situation." In this case, if it weren't for him, we would all be dead!"

Xu Wen also nodded and said: "It can be felt that this gentleman is a good person, so let's use the team's reward points and side plots to revive him."

Everyone nodded, only Amor turned pale. He looked at everyone and said after a long time, "There is no option to revive him. There is no Wu Ming in our resurrection list!"

At the same time, in the magic tower of Wu Ming in the Great Desolate Continent, the circulating Dao Yun began to collapse in subtle ways. This kind of collapse is very slow, and it may take about ten years to completely collapse. kind of omen...

A harbinger of the death of the master who tuned this rhyme.

The embryonic form of this blessed land is already unowned.

(End of this chapter)