Forge An Eternal Kingdom

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty

An altar was built in the cave, and there was also a huge sarcophagus. Han Qiming felt that there was weirdness everywhere.

Then Han Qiming’s eyes condensed, and there seemed to be something in the groove on the sarcophagus.

When he walked in, it turned out to be a big hand token that looked like iron and not iron, and like gold but not gold.

This token always revealed a powerful breath, and even Han Qiming felt a trace of fear.

Although he didn’t know what the token was used for, he knew intuitively that the token must come from an extraordinary source.

Maybe it still had some important function, so he took this token in his hand.

Let the system authenticate this token.

Who knows, this token seems to have a big background, and the system has to charge for it.

After handing in the appraisal fee of one hundred gold coins.

The system finally gave the answer.

“One of the keys of the corpse temple, gathering the keys can open the treasure of the corpse god.”

Just such a simple sentence made Han Qiming understand that this token is indeed of great value.

It turned out to be the key to the treasure of the corpse god. You must know that anyone who calls it a god is a big man who shakes the world.

Regardless of the fact that the Martial Spirit seems to be very strong, it can establish a country and establish a faction, dominate the king, and separate one side.

But on the Martial Spirit, there is the Martial King, on the Martial King, there is the Martial Emperor, and finally Martial Venerate.

And the corpse god, that is the same level as Martial Venerate.

Its treasure, even the Martial Emperor must be tempted! Because a treasure of god-level power is definitely extremely rich.

What kind of panacea, weapon armor, Divine Armament puppets are probably everywhere. Anyone who gets the treasure of the corpse god will be able to Ascension a lot in a short time.

Inheriting a treasure of god-level power, even a pig can at least cultivate Martial Spirit, Martial King.

This huge treasure, even Han Qiming must be moved.

Just as he was about to put away the key, dozens of stone gates suddenly appeared in front of the cave, and a large group of people rushed out of it.

Some only one person walked out behind Shimen, while others walked out a large group of people, and some were a small team in twos and threes.

But the only thing in common is that these people are all wounded.

Han Qiming glanced at it and knew that they must have encountered the same monsters as himself. They had no system and could not detect the surrounding movement. In such a dark passage, they would surely be successfully attacked by the six-yin demon bear, causing death and injury.

But since they can get here, they must all be strong.

These people wore different clothes. They were obviously disciples from various forces in the Xuefeng Empire. Han Qiming saw at a glance that there were disciples from the inner courtyard of Tianhe College and disciples from Feiyun Sect. After contact, Feiyunzong’s core disciple died in his hands.

There are also a few disciples of the sect, some of them fluttering in white clothes, they are so cool, with a small blue sword inscribed on their chests, this is a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect.

There was also a black suit with engraved tattoos all over, a fierce look, black clouds billowing, and a strong evil aura spreading out. This was a disciple of a notorious blood corpse sect in the Xuefeng Emperor.

Finally, there is a group of strong, bald and no eyebrows. They wear extremely short clothes and show their extremely powerful muscles. Between walking, they walk with each other, and the sound of their feet on the ground is extremely heavy. Obviously It is a Sect specialized in cultivation body art.

This is the Body Refining Sect, and also a tyrannical sect in the Xuefeng imperial kingdom.

As for the others, there are some independent Practitioners, although they do not rely on Sect.

But the personal strength is also very strong.

I walked here alone through the barriers and assassinations in the middle of the cave.

Each of them is not a good stubble, they have their own hole cards, and they are even the favorites of heaven in their respective Realm.

They rushed into this huge cave together, and Han Qiming who was holding the corpse god’s key in his hand suddenly appeared.

The first to recognize Han Qiming was Shangguan Wan’er, a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Tianhe College camp.

The impression Han Qiming left on her was too deep.

Slap her in the face in front of everyone in Tianhe City, this kind of humiliation is simply an unshakable hatred, even if Han Qiming is turned into ashes, Shangguan Wan’er can recognize him.

So the moment she saw Han Qiming, she suddenly screamed.

“Han Qiming, it turned out to be you!”

Shangguan Wan’er yelled, and everyone’s eyes were on her immediately.

Ignoring other people’s different colors, she said in a harsh tone: “Very well, it’s really nowhere to be found under the iron shoes. It takes no effort to come. I said why I haven’t found you outside. It turns out that you, a bitch, have been here early today. Entering the tomb of the corpse king, I still remember the humiliation you gave me last time, today there is no such bitch to support you, let me see how you escaped my palm!”

Shangguan Wan’er’s words carry an unforgettable hatred.

Even the disciples of Tianhe College next to him were a little surprised. They didn’t expect that Shangguan Wan’er, who was always gentle and pleasant, would be so ghoulish about a man, regardless of his image.

At this time, a suave young man in white stood up beside her, took the folding fan in his hand, and asked Shangguan Wan’er.

“Wan’er Little Sister, who is this person? Listen to you, did he have enemies with you and offended you before?”

This handsome young man in white, Bufan, has a pair of sword eyebrows and star eyes that are as bright as a star.

Hearing the young man in white clothes asking himself, even the anger on Shangguan Wan’er’s face reduced a little, and then said: “Brother Lin Yi, this untouchable has indeed had some grievances with me. I searched for him for a long time, but I didn’t expect to be here today. I met here. He is also a disciple of Tianhe College, and a disciple of Su Ziyan, and his status is equivalent to that of an inner courtyard disciple.”

“Oh? It turns out that he is also from Tianhe College, so it’s easy to handle, Su Ziyan’s disciple? It’s really interesting.” The white-clothed youth sneered and said confidently: “But others are afraid of Su Ziyan, Ben Shao is not afraid, because Ben Shao is already. At half a step from Martial Spirit cultivation, you can be promoted to Martial Spirit level in just a little bit. At that time, it will also be a core disciple, on the same level as Su Ziyan.”

“This little beast actually offended you, Little Sister, Wan’er. His sin is to be punishable, and the sin is unforgivable! I will help you to express the nausea.”

Shangguan Wan’er heard the words, her eyes flashed, and soon a grateful look appeared on her face, and she said softly: Thanks for that, Brother Lin Yi. ”

“Trivial matters are on my body.”

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the crowd, swaying to the ten meters in front of Han Qiming, and said proudly.

“Your name is Han Qiming, right? I heard that you have offended Wan’er Little Sister before. I don’t care how hard your backer is, and no matter what your origins are. Roll over to Wan’er Little Sister and confess your mistakes and slap yourself. Ten thousand slaps, if you want to resist, this Young Master will personally abolish your limbs, let you crawl and roll over and kowtow.”