Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

When falling from the super-dimensional level, there were bursts of noise around.

It was night, the stars and the moon in the sky were bright and gorgeous, and there was a peaceful atmosphere rushing in the air.

The square was full of people. Not far away, the huge sculpture of Cang had clear lines and was not old. Obviously, it was often cleaned and cared for.

This is Moyun City, Moyun City just before the end of the world.

After Zhao Chengjian killed the doomsday, the time axis also rolled back to this time. The reason for this is that it is the most energy-saving way for the world.

Otherwise, to correct the gap of more than a hundred years, the power required to consume is hard to measure. The will of the world has no wisdom, only instinct, so it will only choose the optimal solution.

Only in this way, Zhao Cheng's little idea was defeated. Originally, he still thought that this century-old blank had a lot to do.

Because he taught Cang, the One-Yuan Dingqiao chapter, just before Cang chose to prove himself the king of the era, and at the same time used the power of sparks to interfere with time and space, when the other party successfully cultivated this method.

Originally, Zhao Cheng thought that it would not be a problem for the other party to live three hundred years old by relying on this method, or even longer. At that time, there will be a time interval of nearly a hundred years and a follow-up of more than a hundred years. After two hundred years, with Cang's wisdom , plus the wisdom of an entire civilization, even if the way forward cannot be deduced, there must be some results anyway.

When the time comes, it will be a direct win-win situation, and he will win twice by himself.

But now, it is naturally a bit worse, after all, the development of a hundred years is missing, but there must be results, and Zhao Cheng is still very confident in Cang.

"Little brother, are you a foreigner?"

At this moment, a crisp voice rang out from Zhao Cheng's ears. It turned out that his appearance had attracted a lot of attention from the square.

Originally, he was more than three meters tall, but with the demon god form, his normal height has been further compressed, from more than three meters to just over two meters.

This height is not very conspicuous in this world. Some young martial arts masters can grow to this height.

However, Zhao Cheng attracted attention mainly because of his appearance, plus the color of his hair and eyes.

For Zhao Cheng standing here, in the eyes of many people, he looked like a son of god walking in the world, like a legendary hero, with a godly aura about him.

"no."

Zhao Cheng shook his head, but did not say the second half of the sentence.

At present, he should belong to an outsider, not a foreign country.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Cheng's figure disappeared, and the girl who struck up a conversation was taken aback for a moment, but she wasn't panicked at all, she just thought Zhao Cheng was a powerful martial arts master.

Boxing is prosperous in the world here, and there are not many masters.

Zhao Cheng strolled on the streets of Moyun City, and all kinds of things did not change much from what he encountered when the sparks came.

At this time, he was not in a hurry to open the treasure chest, but planned to meet some "acquaintances" from the past.

Of course, this is just Zhao Cheng's unilateral familiarity.

In Tianfeng Pavilion, Zhao Cheng walked in directly from the gate without disturbing anyone.

Looking at all kinds of things inside, his mood also produced the slightest turmoil. Now what is in front of him is no longer a fantasy dream in the past, but a real existence.

Yao Xiang first obtained the panel, when Zhao Cheng was very weak at the time of the first simulation, and now he can kill himself at that time by blowing his own breath.

During the first simulation, in the dark world, he still clearly remembered his hesitation and the slight sense of fear.

It wasn't until he mustered up the courage to fight with Sun Ming bloodily, cleared the fog, and understood the blood of the battle, that everything was finally on the right track.

Although at that time, the five simulation points for the first kill and the one simulation point for the guarantee provided by Sun Ming were very few, it was the beginning of everything.

Zhao Cheng walked through the arches, and saw a yard inside. Sun Ming, who didn't look old, was punching. At this time, the other party was already sixty years old, but he looked only in his forties. It was quite different from the one I saw in one of my previous visits.

And beside the yard, a few old women stayed aside, watching Sun Ming punching with great interest.

The last 5% of Zhao Cheng's Spark was consumed here.

Of course, Zhao Cheng did not interfere directly, but created billions of opportunities for Sun Ming.

5% of the sparks have been used up, which shows how many chances and chances Zhao Cheng got.

Facts have proved that the harem is not so easy to open.

In short, Sun Ming realized his dream of being a good junior and a great senior.

Afterwards, Zhao Cheng left the Tianfeng Pavilion, walked for a while, and saw Wu Sheng and his wife.

When the spark came, Zhao Cheng only saw the body of the other party's wife.

The most good person will not get good results.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng rewrote the years.

Even, the spark was ignited at the beginning because of the other party.

Otherwise, if you want to ignite the spark, you have to wait until you defeat Boxing King Mie before you ignite it with the super-dimensional deed.

It is very difficult for Xinghuo to purify, and it needs various chances and coincidences.

Here, the biggest difficulty lies in the uncontrollable arrival time and the too short arrival time.

Let’s just say that Cang wants to purify his spark, part of the possibility is to create a perfect world, and part of it is to resurrect his wife. The former is impossible, and the latter is also impossible.

Unless one day in the future, Zhao Cheng can freely control the time of arrival, there will be a great possibility of purifying sparks.

And if it can be purified, then one serving is worth ten servings.

Later, Zhao Cheng opened the panel, wanting to see the proof of the world. After turning into the mark of fire, the previous teleportation function is still there.

Although the teleportation function relies on fire, the emergence of this ability is due to the super-dimensional contract in front of the world's proof.

Then Zhao Chenggong discovered that the teleportation was gone.

Not only that, Zhao Cheng also remembered that because he was a black householder, he couldn't even buy a plane ticket, no, he didn't have money.

He was lost in thought.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Cheng bought the ticket with his mobile phone.

And in the lair of a certain social vitality organization, it is now lying on the ground.

That's right, his identity certificate and money are all borrowed from kind people.

...

In the large courtyard at the top of the holy mountain outside the federal capital, a girl in her twenties was pestering Cang, asking Cang to tell him a dream she had some time ago.

"Dad, tell me again quickly, this is related to my graduation thesis."

"According to the information I searched, I found that many strong men in ancient times had a strange dream record. It seems that they dreamed of some catastrophe of destruction and demon gods."

The girl said cracklingly.

Cang is actually over 200 years old now, 220 years old to be precise. He pacified the world in his 40s and established a federation. For more than 100 years, his face is not old, and he still looks like he is in his 20s. look.

The human martial saint behind the king of martial arts has a lifespan of three hundred years, and he is not old when he dies!

On the side, a gentle woman looked at the father and daughter with a smile on her face.

A girl who comes late is naturally the baby's tightness.

"Then there's a lot to talk about." Cang laughed.

In fact, he had two dreams. In one dream, he didn't get the one-yuan fixed aperture, and his wife died in a battle in the early years. At the end of his life, he looked at the dead world, facing the sky, and waved his hands unwillingly. Delivered the final punch.

Another dream is the battle between demon gods.

This dream, it seems that many strong people have dreamed similar content. Some people say that this is the revelation of the future, but there is not much evidence.

On this day, a mysterious guest came to the President's courtyard. It is said that the Black Tiger Martial Saint, who is from all over the world, was pushed into the ground by one of his hands.

Gossip and gossip.

"Where do we seem to have met before?!"

In the yard, Cang looked at the god-like young man in front of him, and asked his doubts.

On the other side, Cang's wife, it was the first time seeing Cang who seemed omniscient and omnipotent, showing such a look.

"That's a long story."

Zhao Cheng laughed.

"Where do I start, let's talk about the one-yuan Dingqiao first!"

"Do you feel that there are many familiar places in this method..."

...

After a long talk, he left contentedly, and Wei Liucang looked up at the sky alone with a dazed expression.

Somewhere, he had a feeling that his story had just begun, and a new chapter would soon begin.

In reality, Zhao Cheng returns, but the time has only passed by an instant.

But Zhao Cheng knew that after this time, the time in Ziwei Yaoshi's world would be synchronized with the real world because of his existence.

At the same time, he can descend into that world with one simulation at any time.

However, after his arrival, the time synchronization effect will disappear, and the real world will fall into a state of time-stop.

And the long conversation with Cang also gave him a lot of ideas about the Jingkong system and the road after the martial saint in the world.

I'm a little numb today, just finished writing a plot, so that's all for today.

Take a day off and make up later.