The evil god's words made Zhang Xuan's heart stutter, and Zhang Xuan subconsciously took out the ring.

"It's this thing that can open the door to the center of the earth, although it is extremely unstable."

The evil god said.

Zhang Xuan stared at the ring in his hand. How could the ring he gave to Lin Qinghan become the gateway to the civilization of the center of the earth?

Zhang Xuan usurped his fist with his palm and held the ring tightly in his hand.

"Qinghan, where are you..." This kind of powerlessness that even her lover can't find her lover makes Zhang Xuan particularly uncomfortable. After all, strength is the foundation. This ring was handed over by Qinghan to her. Wouldn't it mean that she might be in the center of the earth?

Although this is just a guess, even if there is only one possibility, Zhang Xuan will not let it go. He has decided in his heart that if he can't find Qinghan's trace, then go to the earth's center world and take a look! Isn't it just facing danger and fighting?

It’s not that I have experienced it! After putting aside all my concerns, Zhang Xuan became much more awake. The fog that had shrouded in front of him had gradually become clearer. The answers to the evil gods in the past few days have also made Zhang Xuan see the world more clearly! Now, the first thing to do is to enter the Loulan ancestral land, inquire about Qinghan’s news, and then kill Yang Xingxia! Zhang Xuan’s steps suddenly became much bigger.

Zhang Xuan strode, and the voice of the evil god sounded in his ears.

"This kind of mist array is easy to make people lose themselves in it. If you just go around, you will keep going around and be more likely to fall into some kind of killing array. Once you step into the large spiritual dispersing array and cannot gather spiritual energy, you will become a lamb to be slaughtered. You can go forward thirteen steps forward, then you will then take 61 steps to the left, and then 28 steps back..."                                                                                                                                                                                                          

According to the words of the evil god, Zhang Xuan soon arrived at a lake.

The lake surface was still filled with thick fog, and the road in front of Zhang Xuan was completely blocked. If you want to continue moving forward, you must cross the lake in front of you.

The evil god had already told Zhang Xuan about the way to cross the river, just as Zhang Xuan was preparing to cross the lake with energy.

"Zhang Xuan, I didn't expect that your life is quite big and you can come out alive, hehe."

A hoarse laughter sounded from behind Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan turned his head and saw thirteen people hiding in the black robe standing behind him and surrounding him. Zhang Xuan could guess the identities of these people without thinking.

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, "Do you people from the Ancestral Rebate Alliance want me to die so much?"

"We are just a little curious. You should have been a dead person, so why did you appear again?"

The man in black, led by the leader, was hiding under the cloak, constantly scanning Zhang Xuan from top to bottom.

Zhang Xuan shrugged, "Why don't you plan to do something when you see that I'm not dead now?"

"hehe."

Another person let out a hoarse laugh, "I have heard that this Hell King is not old and his style is very arrogant. Today, let us take a good look at the skills of the Hell King!"

Thirteen men in black robe, at this time, a black aura appeared on their bodies.

Zhang Xuan could clearly feel the murderous intent that was filled with these thirteen people.

The evil god who kept talking nonsense had no sound at this moment. If someone could kill Zhang Xuan, it would naturally be what the evil god wanted to see.

Facing these thirteen people, two purple divine swords appeared in Zhang Xuan's hand.

The next second, purple light and black light collided in the mist.

These thirteen men in black robe were the first to crack the secret of Loulan's inheritance. Their strength should not be underestimated. They are all powerful people in the God-Fun Realm and have good combat power. Compared with the giant ape and others at the time, each of them has the strength of the giant ape.

However, after experiencing the pursuit of Jin Hanqing and Lanni, Zhang Xuan's strength also underwent earth-shaking changes. Zhang Xuan, who practiced the World Destruction Catalogue, became stronger in repeated battles. When he was put to death, he was no longer the same as before. Even he himself didn't know how strong Zhang Xuanqiang is now. These thirteen people were just for Zhang Xuan to practice.

The grudge between Zhang Xuan and the Ancestral Rebellion Alliance has been around for a long time. At this moment, he did not hesitate or show any mercy. Everyone came to take the other party's life.

The black air and purple air were constantly colliding, and the two sides fought back and forth, and Zhang Xuan was at a disadvantage almost instantly, but this did not make Zhang Xuan anxious, because he had been fighting since childhood.

In this rich fog, the two sides fought fiercely, and their bodies were constantly changing in the thick fog. This thick fog that could block people's vision became Zhang Xuan's help at this time. Without these thick fogs, Zhang Xuan's situation would be even more uncomfortable.

The purple sword light was ten meters long, as if it was about to split the desert mountains.

The black air ray formed a black roc, with its wings spreading, twenty meters huge, and dived towards Zhang Xuan from the air.

The two sides changed positions. Although the ten-meter purple magic sword was powerful and extremely sharp, the black-winged roc was also powerful. After the collision, the purple magic sword was obviously much dim.

"It seems that the so-called king of hell is not as powerful as you imagined. What are you going to be after your backer is sent away?"

The man in black robe had the upper hand and laughed loudly.

Zhang Xuan, who was at a disadvantage, was not anxious. When he heard the laughter of the man in black, Zhang Xuan was not anxious at all, but instead took the initiative to dissipate the purple sword light.

"It seems that the power of the Destroying World Demon Sword is always limited. Unless the premise of accumulating power is reached, the Destroying World Demon Sword can exert less than one-tenth of the power."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Zhang Xuan's mouth, "You are good at strength, and it just so happens that I can try new moves."

Seeing Zhang Xuan's smile on the corner of his mouth, the man in black robe actually felt a sense of palpitations. He himself didn't know where the palpitations came from.

A purple lotus appeared above Zhang Xuan's head. A white light appeared in the original pure purple lotus.

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "I always thought that Old Man Lu didn't tell me anything, but one day, I suddenly realized that this unreliable old thing still left me some treasures. I don't have a heroic spirit, but I have... a war spirit!"

The moment when the word "Sword Spirit" fell from Zhang Xuan's mouth, the white mist that was permeating Zhang Xuan's side was blown away a lot at this moment.

A huge shadow that was seven meters tall appeared behind Zhang Xuan. The man was wearing a white long gown, holding a thin sword in his hand, and his long hair was floating.
Chapter completed!