Within the Wu Tower space.
Qin Changsheng used the Shinto Burning Technique, and four strange fires flew out, immediately eating away at a large area of corpses.
He fought his way out and was about to go looking for the bell.
Immediately, a faint particle of divine light appeared in the void, exuding wisps of divine power.
"The bell must have come from there!" Qin Changsheng flew towards the divine light particle without saying a word.
Thousands of heavenly thunder and earthly fire burst out, blocking Qin Changsheng's path.
The entire chaotic space was filled with endless blood, cruelty and vastness. Qin Changsheng's body was almost crushed by the pressure of the space. He was running rampant in it and almost couldn't breathe.
"Wow!"
Qin Changsheng held his sword and swung it, and saw the sword energy burst out!
The man and sword merged into one, exuding the power of the true meaning of the sword at its strongest, and he directly transformed into a bloody lightning and shot towards it!
Completely breaking away from the thunder and fire, the body became more and more blurred.
In the blink of an eye, he stood in the void with his sword in hand, exuding a murderous aura!
"The ancient gods are revived and will be immortal forever..."
A rising and falling voice resounded from the divine light.
Qin Changsheng immediately stepped into this divine light particle.
A stream of light flashed by, and when Qin Changsheng opened his eyes, he found himself standing in front of a big bell.
From the appearance, this big bell looks like a small golden bell, with dense patterns and characters engraved on it.
"Is this a Taoist weapon from the ancient gods?" Qin Changsheng came to the bell.
I saw a vast divine soul attack coming towards Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng felt that he was being strangled by this big bell, and his soul was about to escape the shell.
He had to use Tianque Yuanshen to condense the power of his own Yuanshen soul.
Wow!
In an instant, the big bell rotated rapidly, and the endless power of the divine soul attack was released again.
The power of these attacks is so powerful that before it was just a matter of scratching an itch.
Now it is directly to severely damage the heart of the heart and destroy the blood and bones!
Snapped!
Qin Changsheng put his hands together.
He refined the holy method of fighting, and a divine soul defense enveloped Qin Changsheng like a cicada chrysalis.
He punched continuously and shattered the big bell's soul attack.
After several rounds of defense and attack, the bell's offensive weakened.
Qin Changsheng punched the big bell with one punch!
The huge power of the soul and fist energy hit the big bell, and a thud was heard. The sound resounded all around without stopping.
Qin Changsheng punched out again!
The bells are ringing everywhere!
But there were no cracks on the surface of the big clock.
"It's a good seedling. It's really not that simple. Since the birth of the Chaos Bell, it has never been rung three times, but you have rung it four times. You are indeed a talent, and you are worthy of being the inheritor chosen by the ancient gods."
There was a sound, and Qin Changsheng looked around.
"What the hell?"
"Why do you need to call me a ghost, fellow Taoist? I am the spirit of the Chaos Clock."
At this time, a silver light appeared inside the Chaos Clock. From the silver light, an old man with a long beard walked out holding a walking stick.
"Are you the weapon spirit of the Chaos Bell?" Qin Changsheng looked at the old man.
"Of course, I have been guarding this bell in the Martial Pagoda for hundreds of millions of years, waiting until the person who inherits it comes here."
The old man stroked his beard and smiled.
A kind-hearted look.
"Since senior knew I was here, why did he use this bell to wake up the corpse puppet and block the way?"
"This is a test for you, not to make things difficult for you. After all, the Ancient Divine Pill is nurtured here and cannot be taken away casually."
The old man explained.
Qin Changsheng was right. He estimated that the person chosen by the ancient god to inherit was the same as the Xing family.
I still remember what Old Rabbit told the envoy at the time that there were many Taoist cultivators selected by the Xing family, but their qualifications for cultivating the power of the stars were too weak to enter the star realm, and they eventually perished.
"Have other inheritors entered this martial tower before me?" Qin Changsheng asked.
The old man shook his head.
"you are the first."
"If you want to become a person who inherits the ancient gods, you can't just step into this threshold."
"First, you must have destiny. The second is to pay attention to opportunities. If my guess is correct, this fellow Taoist, you got the enlightenment of the Ancient God Burial of Heaven, and that's why you broke through the True God's Great Perfection, right? "
"Yeah, that's right."
"So little friend, you fully meet the premise of opportunity. This Chaos Clock is your reward."
After the old man finished speaking, Qin Changsheng looked at the Chaos Bell carefully. The divine soul offensive emitted by the Chaos Bell was indeed extraordinary.
No one else could resist. If he hadn't broken through to the peak of the Dou Zhan Holy Law, his soul would have been shattered by the Chaos Clock.
Thinking of this, Qin Changsheng felt a little lucky.
Any magic weapon in the Ancient God Martial Tower can cause death at any time.
No wonder Ziyun Immortal Lord kept reminding Qin Changsheng to be careful.
Qin Changsheng stretched out his hand and touched the Chaos Bell, and a vast and endless power of the soul flowed from his hand into his body.
The power of this magic weapon's soul was so huge and vast that Qin Changsheng was startled.
"Senior, is this Chaos Bell a magic weapon to suppress the soul of the soul?" Qin Changsheng retracted his hand.
"Look, fellow Taoist, this Chaos Bell is an offensive magic weapon, specifically designed to attack the soul of the soul."
"For hundreds of millions of years, the Taoist ancestors of the ancient gods have tried to refine this bell and absorb the power of the divine soul within it, but to no avail."
"Fellow Taoist, you can give it a try." The old man said to Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng frowned slightly, and asked the old man: "Even the ancient gods can't do it, how can I, a true god, be perfect?"
"This...I don't know, but it must be due to chance."
Opportunity...
Qin Changsheng no longer hesitated, he immediately jumped up and flew to the Chaos Bell.
He is very optimistic about this Chaos Bell. The power of this bell is almost as powerful as the immortal Taoist weapon. Even the God-Destroying Heavenly Ring should not be comparable to it. As long as he refines this bell and cooperates with his fighting holy magic soul attack, it is simply It's just perfect!
Therefore, Qin Changsheng gathered his magic power and true energy to refine the Chaos Bell.
Nearly half the time it took to burn the incense had passed, but Qin Changsheng still could not refine the bell.
"Wow!"
After Qin Changsheng could not refine it, he resorted to Devouring Martial Spirit.
Unexpectedly, Devouring Martial Soul still could not absorb the big bell. Instead, a defensive restriction came from within the big bell!
This restriction restrained Qin Changsheng from swallowing his martial soul.
Qin Changsheng could only give up the idea of refining the Chaos Bell.
When the old man saw that Qin Changsheng could not refine it, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "It stands to reason that the Taoist cultivator who can ring the Chaos Bell should be the master of controlling the bell. Why not?"
"Senior, it seems that I still don't have enough opportunities."
Qin Changsheng came to the old man, he was a little discouraged.
I tried my best, but I didn't expect that I couldn't refine the Chaos Bell.
