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Twelve chairs, ten broken.

Only two are intact.

According to the pattern in memory, the intact chair is the main hand position on the left, corresponding to the black shadow holding the twelve kings, holding the brain of God.

Another one is the chair next to the left of the black shadow. If Wu Hao remembers correctly, that position corresponds to a blurred figure with a clock-like prop on his chest.

"The rest are actually broken?"

"But the twelve chairs that I saw in the first photo should be intact."

"But now"

He frowned and was secretly surprised. There were only two intact chairs left for the twelve chairs, which was beyond his expectations.

Was it artificially destroyed later?

Or is there a strange incident happening here?

I don't know this.

“These are”

Wu Hao found some broken marks on the backs of all the broken chairs. They seemed to be some kind of mysterious symbol.

There are incomplete symbols like compass.

There are also symbols like chaotic clouds left.

Most symbols are not read in real detail.

Wu Hao first walked to the back of the only intact chair on the side, swept the dust on it with his ghost claws, and saw a fist-sized twelve scales, engraved with extremely mysterious patterns.

Rhombus clock symbol.

"this"

Wu Hao hesitated for a moment. This symbol was very similar to the Taichu Shichen Authority on his forehead.

They are all twelve scales and are prism-shaped.

coincide?

still

He walked to the back of the main chair on the left, but found that there was a blank space behind it. No, it should not be said to be empty, but the back of the chair was pitch black and there was no sign to be seen.

Similarly, on the other side, behind the broken main chair on the right, it is pale and has no symbols.

Two strange chairs.

Other chairs have symbols, but these two main main chairs do not have any symbols.

what does that mean?

Wu Hao couldn't figure it out.

Finally, he focused on the chair that felt most familiar to him and was engraved with the same symbol as his forehead.

Every time he passed by this chair, he had an extremely familiar urge, as if it belonged to him.

This feeling came so strange and terrifying, and even made Wu Hao feel numb on his scalp.

This chair certainly does not belong to him, but why does it feel extremely familiar? What is interfering with his will and even his soul?

He lived and lived in ghosts twice, and in the past 150 years, he had never owned such a chair.

He can be sure of this.

But now

That sense of familiarity is getting stronger and stronger!

Do you want to sit on it and try it?

Wu Haoqiang suppressed the throbbing in his heart. He stared at the chair and thought.

It may be dangerous, but he was a little unwilling to accept it if he didn't sit on it and try it.

Think for a long time

"never mind!"

Wu Hao sighed.

Too dangerous, or

With a wave of his hand, the ghost fog pounced on him.

Of course, the ghost fog is coming first. Is this necessary to think about it?

Ghost Fog:"

Your uncle!

A moment later, under Wu Hao's gaze, the ghost fog turned into Wu Hao's appearance on the chair, and turned his head and looked at him provocatively.

No danger!

You can try it!

With a slap, Wu Hao sat on it himself.

Suddenly, that kind of unusual familiarity surged into my heart again. In a trance, it was as if he had been sitting on this chair for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years.

He seemed to have guided the country on this chair

He seemed to have waving Fang Qiu on such a chair

He seems to be the king who is above the top, watching the crowd here.

boom!

A stream of information poured in, and these information became a series of scenes, presented to his mind.

In the scene, there is a huge palace, a throne that is almost similar to the chair I am sitting on now, but is magnified thousands of times, standing at the top of the huge palace.

The huge clock hangs behind the chair, ticking and turning.

A very vague figure was sitting on it, motionless, without any breath flowing.

Below the hall, countless strange creatures knelt on the ground, trembling.

"The King About the Yin World"

"The remaining eleven kings"

"The King God has condensed and is about to come to your plan to tempt"

There seemed to be a vague sound.

Wu Hao was behind his blurred figure, his head was still a little confused, and he couldn't hear clearly what he would report outside.

He was about to adjust his state, but he found that the blurred figure in front of him had turned around.

Look at him!

What a pair of eyes that were!

At this moment~

boom!

Wu Hao only felt that his mind was completely exploded. He didn't have time to carefully look at the specific appearance of the blurred figure, and was overwhelmed by the endless impact of concepts.

He couldn't tell what the concept was or what information was. He just felt that his presence was shocked, and he was like a fool at this moment.

Small clocks drilled out of his ghost body, tearing his ghost body apart, but embedded in it. At this moment, the entire cave was filled with the strange sound of ticking clocks.

The characters of the Tai character fluctuate suddenly!

It suddenly woke Wu Hao up to his thoughts immersed in the scene.

"not good!"

As soon as he woke up, he discovered his strange state.

Shocked.

He was eroded and contaminated!

How is that possible!

It was just a look at the strange existence on the huge throne.

And it's just a picture!

Incredible, incomprehensible. What kind of powerful existence is that?

The power of the whole body began to mobilize, the power of the Taizi Rune came and the soul fire rose. It took a long time for all the evolutionary clocks on the ghost body to be ground and suppressed.

Finally, it was compressed together by Wu Hao and condensed into a tiny needle-like substance.
To be continued...