When Wu Hao explores the world of the Holy See

The other side

The world of god names

Compared with the time-stop world, thirty-two years have passed, and here it has only been four or five years.

The time flow rate ratio is about 7:1

This day

In an ordinary farmhouse.

Wang Xuemin is now a little confused. He could clearly feel his body lying on the bed, but he could not move, and even his eyes could not turn.

It has been so long since the last strange nightmare. Four or five years have changed a lot.

After that nightmare, he felt that his body was constantly changing and getting stronger and stronger. Although he didn't know why, he didn't make any statement. After all, this was a bit weird, and it would be bad if the family members discovered it.

Three years ago, after successfully stealing the basic martial arts from the family, he escaped while the night was falling, and used the money he had saved over the years to quietly settle down in a village under Sangma Town.

This stay has been there for three years.

Over the past three years, relying on his gradually mutated body, he has successfully advanced to a quasi-warrior. After his strength has been enhanced, he can occasionally enter the edge of the wilderness, and his life has improved a lot.

But he is very low-key. Even in the village, he has never revealed his identity as a quasi-warrior, and he is afraid that his family will follow the clues to find him.

In that way, your secrets will be exposed to everyone's sight.

Especially the speed of being promoted to a quasi-warrior.

Too weird.

As far as he knows, this speed is simply in the inhuman series. Most warriors have been trained since childhood, and can only be promoted to quasi-warriors after they have sufficient qi and blood.

It took more than ten years.

But he didn't say anything about halfway practice, but only took only three years to be promoted to a quasi-warrior, which was somewhat incredible.

You should know that he is not a peerless genius, nor has he obtained the so-called treasures of heaven and earth. Therefore, all of this may be related to the dream at that time.

He always felt that the dream was not simple. Maybe one day he would still come to him.

To do this, you must act low-key.

I just waited again and again, and had a lot of nightmares, but they had nothing to do with the weird dream at the beginning. It was just an ordinary dream.

And this time, it seems to be coming.

His condition is a bit strange at this moment.

I was awake and opened my eyes, but I seemed to be unconscious.

Only the whistling sound of wind came from my ears, accompanied by the faint voice.

It seemed like a few young women were whispering in their ears, and it seemed like several men were roaring and arguing not far away.

The sound is very noisy, chaotic, and there is no reason for the change. I listen carefully but can't hear anything.

Very strange.

Even though I was clearly open, I could only see a small area above my head.

At this moment, the cloudy clouds were floating there, condensed, and then suddenly gathered and dispersed. These strange things were filled with cold and dampness. Looking at them, for some reason, he felt a very bad feeling.

I feel like I'm being targeted by natural enemies.

Even the qi and blood of a quasi-warrior who are strong will be frozen.

The soul shivered inside the body.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

It may have been a few seconds, it seems...

Wang Xuemin, who was thinking about countermeasures and how to deal with the strange physical condition in front of him, was suddenly shocked after his eyes swept across the ceiling again.

Amazing changes emerge!

"This is"

He saw the clouds rolling violently, as if some huge object wanted to break out of the fog, and the low murmurs gradually sounded along with some strange ticking sound.

Wang Xuemin had never heard of such ticking sounds, just like the sound of the gears of a carriage turning. The strange world is an ancient world, and there is no such thing as a clock.

But what scared him was that after hearing this ticking, a pattern of a silver-white mysterious object appeared in his mind, and he only took a look and realized that this thing was called a clock!

The next moment, before I could think about what was going on, I saw the sky above my head. Pale white faces rolling out from the dark clouds. These faces were extremely ferocious, some with blood and tears, some were distorted, and some were bulging eyes, looking at him fiercely, with a clear vicious look in his eyes.

And you can see that behind them is a huge skull, and inside the hollow skull, there is a silver-white clock ticking.

At this same time, he felt a pair of cold claws. Before he slowly touched his chest, he could feel a strange creature standing beside him. The cold breath was biting cold and thrust into his face.

The gloomy and ominous smell is radiant that makes the creatures disgusted.

Extreme twist, chaos, darkness.

The paw was touching his heart, and his heart began to beat violently.

That was a very uneasy feeling.

"Can't be caught!"

"If you are caught, you will definitely die!"

Wang Xuemin glared at his eyes, desperately trying to twist his body.

"Move it for me!"

But to no avail.

It cannot be moved at all.

He felt his heart start to hurt violently, and his cold claws were tearing his chest, and he could even feel the gurgling blood being left out of his chest.

"No!"

A roared in his heart, and his body, which had not been moved, seemed to have been snatched by his left hand suddenly towards the claw in his chest because of his emotional fluctuations.

A smooth and greasy feeling, with a hint of coldness, as if I had caught a frozen chicken claw, came from my left hand.

Ignore it. Under the severe pain in my chest, Ma Jiong used his only moveable left hand to break the claw he was holding hard.

Card it!

It seemed that some part of his claw was torn off.

"Ao!!!!"

A shrill scream made Wang Xuemin's eyes dark and he fainted.

Time began to pass by little by little. I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Xuemin gradually became aware.

It's still in my own room, but there is no strange phenomenon.

The clouds, ghost claws, and skulls all disappeared.

Everything has returned to normal.

The darkness and so on around them have disappeared, and the morning sunlight has gradually penetrated through the cracks of the door and windows.

The sun is warm, but it cannot take away the coldness of his body.

Tick, Tick

At some point, Wang Xuemin, who was sitting beside the bed, heard a strange ticking sound again.

Which clock is it?

Where did it come from?

After a moment of silence, Wang Xuemin looked around and finally looked at himself.

seem

He got up from the bed and stood in front of the huge bronze mirror, which reflected his slightly pale and powerless, bloodless face.

After gritting his teeth, Wang Xuemin touched his chest with one hand. After only a second or two, he saw cold sweat flowing down from his forehead.

After pondering for a while, he finally gathered up the courage. Wang Xuemin tore open the clothes covered in front of his chest little by little.

The scene under the clothes was exposed.

In an instant, his face was pale, and the last bit of blood disappeared without a trace.

There was a clock that replaced his heart, embedded in the flesh and blood, and was covered with exposed blood vessels around it, which had completely merged with his body.

Countless blood flowed through the clock and rushed into the flesh and bones all over his body.

My name is Haotian

Sacrifice me and recite the name of the god

If you swore here, the breach of the contract will die!
Chapter completed!