Fantasy: Start with Chaos Bell

Chapter 303

303rd World Prohibition

At this time, in front of the tower.

The little corpse king who seized Shangguanxiong, after transforming those corpses into mummified corpses, flashed his figure and rushed into the tower immediately.

Those corpses that look like walking corpses are like guards, guarding the surrounding of the tower.

Looking at it like that, it seems to be blocking the surrounding area and preventing others from approaching.

“Sure enough, in this tower, there is a mysterious great opportunity hidden!”

Qin Wentian, who was outside the tower, saw the actions of the mummified corpses, and his eyes flickered.

“You are waiting, if the situation is not good, don’t wait for me, immediately crush the ancient talisman and go out!

After thinking for a while, Qin Wentian said Xiaosheng to Hua Sichen, and he immediately disappeared.

Hua Sichen was about to say something, but found that Qin Wentian had disappeared.

She glanced at the wandering mummified corpses in front of the tower, and did not dare to go out, so she had to hide deeply.

At this time, inside the tower.

The little corpse king is walking towards the top of the tower at an astonishing speed.

“The immortal swordsman should have sensed that I am right.”

“But he has never made a move. So, has he chosen to inherit?

At the time of speeding through the air, all kinds of thoughts flashed in the mind of the little corpse king.

Found that he was still alive, but did not take action to get rid of him.

Obviously, he wanted to use him as a sharpening stone for his descendants.

It is a pity that his goal this time is not to seize the inheritance of the Holy Dao at all.

Therefore, the plan of the Sword Saint is afraid that there will be a gap.

Not long after, the little corpse king entered the top of the tower, which was a vast land filled with ancient aura.

On that land, there are countless ancient sacrificial seams.

Every sacrificial seam is filled with the breath of the holy realm, which is mysterious and extraordinary.

After the little corpse king arrived, he groped and probed at the seams of various sacrifices.

La!

Not long after, a figure flickered through the air and escaped into this ancient land of sacrifice.

The person who came was Qin Wentian.

“The inheritance of saints, is it hidden here?”

Qin Wentian was moved.

Sure enough, this little corpse king rushed all the way, but had other intentions.

If he had been afraid and did not dare to follow him, he would have missed such an opportunity.

The little corpse king glanced at Qin Wentian, ignored him, and continued to run around in sacrifice.

When Qin Wentian saw this, he didn’t do anything. When he found the inheritance of the Holy Land, there would naturally be a battle.

Therefore, Qin Wentian focused his attention on the mark of the earth character between his eyebrows and acted in this ancient sacrifice.

“Huh? 9

After passing through dozens of sacrificial gongs, Qin Wentian’s expression suddenly changed slightly.

From this ancient sacrificial crevice, he felt a little, rather strange fluctuation.

That wave of fluctuation is completely different from the aura of this saint’s relic.

But when Qin Wentian wanted to feel it carefully, he found that the fluctuation disappeared.

“what happened?”

Qin Wentian frowned slightly and instinctively felt that this matter was a bit weird.

“This kid, did you actually notice it vaguely?”

The little corpse king who was offering sacrifices in the distance looked at Qin Wentian strangely, his eyes filled with chills.

He vaguely felt that Qin Wentian was hiding an extraordinary secret.

Otherwise, it is impossible to perceive the world’s prohibition because of his cultivation base that has not completely entered the Da Luo Realm.

Of course, after seeing Qin Wentian only found something and did not find out the world’s ban, Xiaohu Wang ignored it and continued to hide (Nuo Zhao’s) deployment.

Once the world ban is completely established, then his plan will be successful.

“Something’s wrong!

At this time, the relic was high in the sky, and the sword saint with an illusory body frowned slightly.

He found that the place where the sacrificial seam was inherited seemed to be covered by a layer of mysterious prohibition.

The terrifying restraint, even for him, is difficult to perceive.

“How do you feel that there are fluctuations in the breath of other big worlds?”

The holy sword beside the sword body also trembled slightly, and when he felt it carefully, he said something different.