Zhang Ming came back to his senses suddenly, and the sunlight sprinkled on his face, awakening his confused soul.

He was surprised and even pleasantly surprised to find that time had actually returned to this morning, that is, the minutes when he had just met with Shi Mama, the ghost crow, and the sheep-headed monster, and he was talking about how to kneel and lick the demon god.

"Another prophetic dream? The burial world has not yet been destroyed?!! ”

Is this what the feels like when you take regret pills?

Ecstasy, shock and excitement blended together, and a sense of happiness as smooth and rich as milk chocolate came over him, making him almost cry bitter tears.

His heart was pounding out of his throat.

Zhang Ming subconsciously took a deep breath of air, calmed the panic and joy in his heart, and didn't let his performance be too abnormal.

The sun is in the sky, the sky is blue and the clouds are white, the temperature is about 20 degrees Celsius, the breeze is blowing, the sun is shining on the face, and it is warm.

And the pavement under the feet is a hard slag road, as hard as an asphalt road, giving off a faint smell of sulfur.

No one would have thought that in a few hours, there would be a rain of blood in the sky, and the burial world would be completely destroyed!

"What's the matter with you? Shocked. Shi Mama rolled onto Zhang Ming's ass and vibrate, "Can you only lick it, and the old brothers can't lick it?" ”

Zhang Ming was really happy to the extreme, everything that just happened was really just a prophetic dream!

He grinned and said, "I'll be honest, you guys aren't determined enough to lick it. ”

"If the demon god is a cute young lady who is willing to lick me, I hope to be able to lick for 25 hours a day without stopping for a second."

Zhang Ming looked at these and said solemnly: "If you set a time for licking, I hope it will be forever, forever!" ”

Miss [Hope] once again saved his dog's life, can Zhang Ming not lick it?

Seeing his rotten appearance, the ghost crow and the sheep-headed monster were all cold in their hearts.

Even Shi Mama is extremely cold.

It's just that this guy is talking about perverts, and I'm not unaware of Shi Mama.

The most important thing is that you can make such a serious expression and say this sentence sincerely!

"Are you still a powerhouse? You really cultivated on your own, didn't you come out on your knees? The grumpy sheep-headed monster couldn't help but curse.

A pair of sheep's hooves almost kicked on Zhang Ming's face!

Zhang Ming said very humbly: "Where can I compare to you immortals with vast magical powers, compared to you, I am a caterpillar......"

He is really humble, the disaster of the demon god broke out, and these guys are all tough guys, and they rushed up one by one to fight for their lives.

The main body of the sheep's head monster is a unicorn, and the ghost crow is actually a roc!

Each of them has a big background.

And I, Zhang Ming, can only escape, isn't this just a worm?

On the other hand, he is really a "time bug"!

The sheepshead felt his fist hit the soft cotton, snorted twice, and didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, the conversation changed, and the sheep's face showed a weird smile: "You kid, your skin is thick enough to bend and stretch, I am very optimistic." It's actually hard for people to be fooled by the demon gods, and it's often those who are fooled by pretentious careerists. ”

"According to this reasoning, the wise demon god may really be licked by you."

And Zhang Ming twisted his body, like a worm: "Actually, I have already licked it, [Hope] The Demon God is really my wife." Do you want to see me perform my licking skills? ”

"Look!"

"Don't!"

Shi Mama and the two old monsters have very different opinions.

"Then I'm performing." Zhang Ming began to swallow his tongue non-stop.

Secretly, Lao Zhang was not as mentally ill as he appeared on the surface, he racked his brains and thought hard: "Now that there are still a few hours before the appearance of the Blood Rain Demon God, can I do something?" ”

"If you don't understand the cause of that bloody rain, you will have to repeat the same mistakes......"

"If we follow the established route, the burial realm will be destroyed after the assembly of all races!"

What should I do now?

Go and catch Xiaobai and run away together?

"Xiaobai was drenched to death by the rain in the prophetic dream just now......"

But if it is only to save Xiaobai, the burial world will still be destroyed.

Zhang Ming was a little unwilling, such a good situation was overturned all of a sudden.

"Or, inform all the strong men: the demon god who rains down blood is coming? Will they believe me? ”

"Let the old Qilin use the heads-up rule of the Demon God [Kill] to resist the Blood Rain Demon God?"

Or is it something else......

He struggled to think through every detail.

On a sunny day here, Shi Mama was still chatting and laughing with the two old comrades, while Zhang Ming on the side seemed to have fallen into Pluto in a distant region.

A cold, dead silence enveloped his entire body.

He tried his best to think about the current situation.

"The current burial realm, without the strong reinforcement of the Sea of Demon Gods, cannot withstand the attack of the Demon God this time."

"The remains of those Eternals are extremely strong, but they still can't withstand the counterattack of a large number of demon gods."

"So, it's best to press down the Blood Rain Demon God who picks things...... As long as the Blood Rain Demon God appeared and it was done, the Burial Realm would be able to hold out for a few years. ”

Zhang Ming used his soul clone to glance at the numbers in the piggy bank.

It's still "4".

"The number is also 4, and it was indeed the gourd girl who made me have this prophetic dream. It is not known how much she spent, alas. ”

"In the prophetic dream, the entire burial world was destroyed by the Demon God War, although I didn't die, but this loss is too heavy, what will happen to the next Demon God Sea, I can't imagine at all."

"Even if I can live, I will live a life of displacement, and I will get worse and worse every day......"

Zhang Ming blinked his eyes and found that the energy in the source of the world had become 250.

The second monk Zhang Mingzhang was confused, why are you scolding me again, I am in a hurry now!

The world is coming to a crash!

He couldn't help but look at the sheep's head, and he stopped talking.

In the prophetic dream, this old unicorn is indeed the strongest person in the funeral world, and he used his life to drag the blood rain demon god.

"The only way is to let the old Qilin prepare a few hours in advance, and then bring those few eternity-level bones of the burial door, maybe he really has the strength to fight!"

But how to say this kind of thing about persuading others to die......

Zhang Ming hesitated.

"What are you staring at me, you don't want to lick me! Roll as far as you want! The sheep's black eyes stared at him and sneered, "You're going to lick Miss Daedric 25 hours a day, and you've promised to lick it forever, unless you grow a second tongue." ”

Zhang Ming licked his dry lips and asked, "Master Yang, what is the demon god you suppressed?" I'm just a little curious, how did you get along with the Demon God? ”

Damn, this guy actually wants to exchange experience as a licking dog!

The sheep-headed monster glanced at him and said meaningfully: "The guy I suppressed is called the Demon God [Kill], a very strange Demon God, who will give you rules, urge you to grow, and urge you to challenge the strong. The object of this challenge must be much stronger than you......"

"After launching a duel, only one of them will survive."

This demon god [killing] is really a maverick, specializing in cultivating people to engage in duels.

The sheep-headed monster said again: "If you really want to lick [Kill], you can do it, and I will take you there." Your qualifications are also qualified, and it will definitely take a fancy to you. ”

"However, [Killing] is a demon god full of killing intent, not as easy to talk as the demon god lady you licked."

Zhang Ming wanted to speak and stopped, just wanted to tell the truth about the "Blood Rain Demon God", and then in the next moment, he broke out in a cold sweat.

No way!!!

Absolute... The truth must never be told! I can't look for sheep's head monsters either!!

Once he tells the truth of the prophetic dream, what does the fake gourd think about following him?

Fake gourds will definitely be suspicious!

Why do you know what will happen in the future?

Don't think that [Long-cherished Wish] is a big idiot, it will calculate the result of "I have been exposed" in just a moment based on the known facts, and then slaughter Zhang Ming.

At that time, what he needs to face is not the Blood Rain Demon God a few hours later, but the [Long-cherished Wish] Demon God that appears immediately!!

This sheep-headed monster is not the main body, and it has no combat power, and the [long-cherished wish] can easily kill everyone on the scene in seconds.

"Master Yang, do you know a demon god who controls blood? It can cause severe distortion in people. Zhang Ming was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and changed the topic.

He asked sideways, wanting to attract the attention of the other party: "When will the burial world explode, do you have a bottom in your heart?" ”

The sheep-headed monster said: "There are too many demon gods anchored in the burial world now, I really can't figure out who is playing what tricks...... In fact, many demon gods can control blood...... If there's a lump of on the ground, can you tell who pulled it? ”

Zhang Ming could only shake his head.

The sheep-headed monster said again: "But fortunately, the demon god is not willing to destroy the burial world easily until it is absolutely necessary, so it will be safe in the short term." ”

"At the current rate, we expect that in as little as five or eight years, or as long as one or two decades, the burial world will be completely out of control and the living soul will be extinct."

"When the time comes...... We will take the initiative to destroy the burial world. ”

"Why?" Zhang Ming was taken aback.

The sheep-headed monster explained, "The war between the demon gods will not take the initiative to destroy the Burial Realm. ”

"Although the demon god has no intelligence, he is proficient in calculations and can know what will be beneficial to him and what will be bad in the future."

The Burial Realm is a springboard to the Sea of Demon Gods.

From the distant old mythological era, the demon god first anchored the burial realm, and then extended his power to the sea of demon gods, which is equivalent to an extra rest transfer station in the middle, which will be more labor-saving.

If the Burial Realm is gone, the Demon God will directly extend his power to the past, and the road will be far away, and the power consumed will undoubtedly be greater.

"Therefore, for the demon god, it is a good thing to keep the burial world completely and occupy it completely."

"But for us, once the burial world is completely occupied and can't be snatched back, it is better to blow it up directly...... As for what will happen to the next Sea of Demon Gods, then each one depends on his ability, and he can't manage too much. ”

The sheep-headed monster let out a low sigh.

It can be seen that although this guy is not very serious, he cares about the world.

It's not impossible for it to sacrifice itself and stop the Blood Rain Demon God......

However, Zhang Ming was more confused.

He secretly said in his heart: "In other words, destroying the burial realm is a procedure set by the burial door. Once they think that the Burial Realm has become the territory of the Demon God, those skeletons will directly destroy the planet. ”

"Damn, the culprit is still the Blood Rain Demon God!"

"In a few hours, the Blood Rain Demon God will come out...... Why did the mad dog demon god suddenly jump out? It will lose its own profits! ”

As he spoke, the rotunda arrived, the electric doors opened automatically, and the sheep's head and the ghost crow also sneakily followed.

They were slightly curious about the tech here, and took a few looks.

Then, the two guys said the same thing as in the prophetic dream: "It is better to see than to hear, there are methods that can only be used by immortals, and through technological means, ordinary people can also use them." ”

Zhang Ming felt a chill in his heart, Miss Hulu's prediction ability was indeed powerful, and it was no different from the truth.

But foresight is not about going back in time.

It means that once he chooses the wrong one, his life will really be gone, and everyone will have to die!

He couldn't help but reach out and pluck a wool down.

Lord Yang, save me!

"Oh, what's the matter with you, you've been touching me?!" The sheep-headed monster was stunned by Lao Zhang's ghost animal behavior.

"This kid surnamed Zhang, with keen intuition and a greedy temperament, may know that Brother Yang is noble and is collecting loot, so he can brag to his companions when he returns." Shi Mama was talking nonsense next to him, and at the same time secretly pulling wool.

Zhang Ming felt that his whole person was swollen like a balloon, and he was about to explode!

But there is a [long-cherished wish] eyeing him, how dare he say that he knows the information in the dream?

But he didn't say it, the Blood Rain Demon God was coming again!

He is like a fat pig lying on the railroad tracks, with a train approaching at high speed on the left and a large mud truck on the right that is ready to start. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't avoid the fate of being crushed into meat foam, only a full pig's tail was raised high, implying that he had also rebelled against this damn fate.

The sheep-headed monster didn't bother to investigate their wool-gathering actions, and said exactly the same thing as in the prediction: "However, with these things, you want to hunt the demon god?" What a whims! ”

And Zhang Ming was as anxious as a crab in a hot pot, and hinted frantically: "Then let them send the planetary fortress over, the burial world is a fart, and those backhands in the burial world are all things from 10,000 years ago." ”

"You really need a world-class war fortress to really fight, don't believe it." The sheep-headed monster said, "The real Demon God War, destroying several planets is easy. ”

"Some civilizations still don't believe it, they really haven't seen a living demon god."

The ghost crow took over the conversation and said helplessly: "But it's a long way, and that world-class fortress can't be transported!" ”

(End of chapter)