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As Wu Hao tapped this position, it was the position where the silver figure among the twelve kings that year.

An inexplicable wave slowly rippled.

The picture on the glass mirror layer is centered on the tapping, like a drop of ink, dripping into the water, and layers of ripples emerge.

It's like the space is layered and gradually penetrates.

In the end, all the pictures disappeared, replaced by silver-white vortexes.

An extremely dark eye gradually emerged in the vortex. At the same time, a stream of information was conveyed.

God is not God, man is not human, and grotesque is not always weird. The night is not dark, time is not time, light is not light, everything you see may be false.

The gaze hiding behind is always the most deadly.

Bury the present, destroy the past, penetrate the future, and integrate all self.

Where is your past? The God of the Taichu, the Supreme God of Haotian!

boom!

At the end of seeing this message, Wu Hao's scalp was numb and his body was filled with flames, and he felt a burst of fear.

The Supreme of Haotian!

The God of Taichu!

How could one of his clones and a vest be kept in the information?

Damn, who is that King of Clock?

Why did he know this information?

Wu Hao's heart was beating violently, and the thoughts in his mind kept turning. He stared at the black eyes in the glass mirror in front of him, just like he wanted to see something from it.

But there was no reaction.

The black eyes were still so mysterious, just like what I saw before, motionless and extremely quiet.

However, in this way, Wu Hao felt endless chills in his heart.

It took him a long time to stabilize his heart and start thinking about the problems.

The identity of the King of Clock is 100% problem. As one of the twelve kings, Wu Hao has contacted the most, and is the only king who knows the general appearance and even the name so far.

But compared to other kings, this guy has countless puzzles.

And now, the information left by this guy is obviously what Wu Hao said. The God of Taichu, Haotian Supreme, should be no one else except Wu Hao.

"A message was left specifically for me?"

"How can this guy be sure that he will come here, that he will discover the secrets here, and that he will get the information he left behind?"

"The King of Clock, the King of Time of the Clock, one of the twelve Kings, has something to do with him?"

"Even yourself?"

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Hao's heart started to beating.

This is not impossible.

There is a lot of information that all point to this guess.

If the clock king, one of the twelve kings, is himself, many things can be explained.

Including the information left in front of you!

"The cycle of time, with the greatness of the power of time, is not impossible. The past may be the future, and the future may be the past."

“Everything can be changed.”

Wu Hao's face gradually became solemn.

As his own strength continues to grow, he has considered that the fact that one of the Twelve Kings of Clocks is himself, it is just that this is too unbelievable after all, and there are too many time paradoxes and contradictions in it.

And there is no tangible evidence to prove all this. So he hid this guess deeply in his mind.

And until now!

If he is, he is really the King of Clock, or the King of Time, one of the Twelve Kings.

So what is the time-stop world he is currently in? Should the King of Time pass on some kind of message to himself in the past, or to himself in the future?

Is it really related to me?

wrong!

This is impossible!

With his own strength, even if he advances to the level of death again, he cannot do so.

The guy who secretly thrusts and transforms the world is definitely not himself.

Wu Hao shook his head.

"Everything you see is fake? Be careful of the eyes behind you, the conditions for becoming a god, and destroy the past."

He looked at the last sentence in the message.

Where is your past? The God of the Taichu, Haotian Supreme!

"My past is the God of the Taichu, Haotian Supreme!"

"This is a reminder to me that the second part of the Road to Becoming a God, should my past be in the world where the name of the God of Haotian Supreme originally existed?"

"Sure enough, the world of gods is also related to oneself."

"The past, future, present, parallel self. God's name talks about the world, human scalp paper world, time stop world, and the pearl of longing, the destructive world where the world stone fragments are originally located."

"It's interesting, it's really like a cage."

"If you are really me, then you will definitely be able to guess what I feel when I see your message. Faced with all kinds of complicated situations, you may be staring at me in secret behind my back. What do I want most now?"

"Let me see if you are me!"

Wu Hao smiled coldly.

A hand roared and inserted it directly into the mirror.

There was no impact or sound, and his entire arm was directly penetrated into the silver mirror vortex.

He wanted to see if the other person who was suspected to be the past or future had left him other things as he thought!

However

Three quarters of an hour later

Wu Hao withdrew his arm, his hands were empty.

There is nothing!

He let out a long sigh, as if he was a little relieved. To be honest, if he was really one of the twelve kings, the pressure he brought would be too great.

After looking at his empty hands, Wu Hao was about to take them back.

Suddenly my heart moved.

He stretched out again and looked carefully.

If it was really himself, he would never leave something so simply, even what he thought and urgently needed.

After all, according to the remaining information, the King of Time is likely to be monitored, and even unable to effectively leave some useful information.

He will definitely tell himself that some content in a more secret way cannot be just the information on the surface.

Looking at the silver vortex, Wu Hao thought for a while and put his arm into it again.

Feeling silently.

Gradually, he felt a very subtle but never-ending rhythm.

Tick

Tick ​​tick

Did it drip

This is the rhythm of the clock.

A small strange rhythm sounds like an ordinary clock sound at first, but only he, who is also a clock structure, can feel the difference.

With a moving heart, Wu Hao appeared in the fire of his soul.

The Tai character rune enveloped the entire area, and the flexible flames on the Yinshi Crow's Nest suddenly became extremely dark. The entire rune space was hidden in the boundless darkness.

A silver clock suddenly emerged in the black soul fire.

Tick

Tick ​​tick

Did it!

The same rhythm emerges.

Next second

A cold and ruthless voice slowly emerged within the silver-white hour clock.

Forget everything you have just seen and heard.

Now is the real beginning!

Hearing this cold voice, Wu Hao's eyes suddenly widened.

How could it be this guy!
Chapter completed!