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As Wu Hao knocked on this position, that is, the position where the silver figure in the twelve kings struck that year.

An inexplicable fluctuation slowly rippled.

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

It's as if the space has been layered and gradually penetrated.

Eventually, all images disappear and are replaced by silvery-white swirls.

A pitch-black eye gradually emerged in the whirlpool. At the same time, a stream of information was delivered.

- God is not God, man is not human, and grotesque is not forever grotesque. Night is not night, time is not time, light is not light, everything you see...... It's all possible to be fake.

- The gaze hidden behind is always the most deadly.

- Bury the present, destroy the past, penetrate the future, and unite all selves.

- Your past...... And where...... The primordial god Haotian Supreme!

Rumble!

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

Haotian Supreme!

The Primordial God!

How could one of his doppelgangers, a vest, be kept in the message?

Damn, who the hell was the King of the Clock back then?

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, trying to see something in them.

But nothing happened.

The black eyes, still as mysterious, as they had seen before, motionless and silent.

However, just like this, an endless chill appeared in Wu Hao's heart.

It took a long time for his heart to settle down. Start thinking about this.

The identity of the king of clocks is 100% problematic. As one of the twelve kings, Wu Hao has been in contact with the most kings, and so far, the only king who knows the general appearance and even the name.

But compared to other kings, this guy's puzzles can be said to be too many to count.

And now, the information left by this guy is obviously said to Wu Hao. The primordial god Haotian Supreme, this vest should have no one else except Wu Hao.

"Leave a message specifically for me?"

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

"The King of the Clock, the King of Time of the Clock Ghost Body...... Could it be that the king of clocks, one of the twelve kings, has something to do with himself? ”

"Even ...... Is it yourself? ”

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Hao's heart thumped.

It's not impossible.

There's a lot of information pointing to this speculation.

If the king of clocks, one of the twelve kings, is himself. That's a lot of things that make sense.

Including the information that remains 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 change."

Wu Hao's face gradually became solemn.

As his own power continued to grow, he did not fail to consider the fact that one of the twelve kings, the King of the Clock, might be himself. It's just that it's too unbelievable after all, and there are too many time paradoxes and contradictions in it.

And there is no tangible evidence for all this. So he hid this speculation deep in his mind.

And until now!

If he really is, the king of clocks, one of the twelve kings, or the king of time.

And what is the time-stop world that he is carrying out now? Did the Lord of Time deliver some kind of message to himself in the past, or some kind of message to himself in the future?

Could it be that the time stop is really related to oneself?

Wrong!

That's impossible!

With his own strength, even if he advances to the death level again, he can't do it to such a point.

The guy who secretly poked and transformed the world was definitely not himself.

Wu Hao shook his head.

"Everything you see is fake? Beware of the gaze behind you, the conditions of becoming a god, and the ...... of the past"

He looked at the last sentence in the message.

- Your past...... And where? The primordial god Haotian Supreme!

"The Adi God...... Haotian Supreme ...... My past! ”

"This is to remind me that the second part of the road to godhood, my past, should be in the world where the god name Haotian Supreme originally existed?"

"Sure enough, the world of God's name is also related to itself."

"Past, future, present, parallel selves. The world of god names and strange talks, the world of human scalp paper, the world of time stop, and the pearl of thoughts, the world of destruction where the stone fragments of the original world are located. ”

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

"If you really are me, then you can definitely guess how I feel when I see your message. In the face of all kinds of complicated situations, what do I want most now? ”

"Just let me see if you're me!"

Wu Hao smiled coldly.

A hand boomed and plunged directly into the mirror.

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

He wanted to see if the other self, who seemed to be in the past or future, had left him with something else as he thought in his heart!

However......

Three quarters of an hour later

Wu Hao withdrew his arm, his hand empty.

Nothing!

He let out a long sigh of relief, seeming to be slightly relieved. To be honest, if he is really one of the twelve kings, the pressure on him will be too great.

Looking at his empty hand, Wu Hao was about to take it back.

Suddenly, my heart moved.

He stretched out again and looked at it carefully.

If it was really himself, he would never leave something behind so easily, even if it was what he thought in his heart and urgently needed.

After all, according to the information that has been retained, the Lord of Time is likely to be monitored, and he will not even be able to effectively leave some useful information.

He must tell himself something in a more subtle way, and it is impossible to keep it just on the surface.

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

Silently felt.

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

Tick

Tick-tick

Tick tick click

This is the rhythm of the clock.

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

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

The Tai character script enveloped the entire area, and the nimble flames on the Netherworld's Crow's Nest suddenly turned pitch black. The entire rune space was hidden in the infinite darkness.

A silver-white clock suddenly appeared in the black soul fire.

Tick

Tick-tick

Tick Click!

The same rhythm emerges.

The next second

A cold and merciless voice slowly emerged in the silver-white hour.

- Forget everything you have just seen and heard.

- Now is the real beginning!

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

How...... It could be this guy!

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