After Zhang Feng prepared the things he needed to enter the claustrophobic space, he returned to the tent to rest and replenish his energy.

Tonight is another sleepless night!

In the camp, bayonet shouted again and uttered harsh words.

At midnight, anyone who dares to leave the camp will die.

"Qinglong, I'm waiting for you outside the camp." Xuedao was full of murderous intent and blocked the door outside the camp and shouted arrogantly.

"Qinglong, you must repay the vengeance of killing me." Wu Daode roared beside me, his hatred for Qinglong was so intense that it would break his bones and eat his flesh.

Such a voice spread throughout the camp, giving off an invincible aura.

After Zhang Feng heard this, he directly said: "I don't have time!"

boom!

The soldiers in the camp gave a thumbs up and said: "Domineering!"

No matter how provocative you are, I just don’t have time.

The two masters of bayonet outside the camp were livid and wanted to rush into the camp and start a fight.

It's a pity that they don't have Qinglong's ability and dare not take action in the camp.

The bayonet men showed off their power in the camp and clamored everywhere to destroy the covenant. If they had the ability, they would fight outside the camp.

Just as the man with the bayonet screamed, suddenly a soldier in full glory suit next to him swung his golden sword and cut off the heads of four people with one blow.

It was quiet all around, staring at the owner of the golden sword, but no guard came out to intervene.

"I said, if you chirp in front of me, I will kill you again." The owner of the sword put away the sword and casually walked towards Arroyo's blacksmith shop.

"Qinglong, it's Qinglong."

"The covenant is so powerful. Kill them all in the camp, haha, it's so enjoyable."

"Scream, keep shouting."

The soldiers in the camp watched excitedly as Qinglong killed four people with one strike, without any politeness, and suddenly felt a lot of bad breath coming out of their hearts.

But with this stab, all the people who carried the bayonet suddenly lost their voices. They were like ducks whose necks were pinched, unable to open their mouths and scream.

Damn it, kill everyone in the camp, this is even more arrogant.

…

Twelve o'clock midnight.

Zhang Feng appeared at Arroyo's side on time and got the hook. Once the five-claw hook hooks an object, it will hold on tightly as soon as the five claws are retracted. It can withstand a thousand kilograms of force.

"Warrior, how are my skills?"

"Very good, thank you, Mr. Arroyo." Zhang Feng put away the hook, then opened the scroll and re-entered the claustrophobic space.

As soon as you appear in a claustrophobic space, it's immediately a fierce battle.

Zhang Feng used Xiao Hei to open the way, assisted by Quan Angel, and fought all the way to the southeast.

There is a rolling hill here.

As we approach here, the number of lost souls gradually decreases.

What Zhang Feng saw in front of him was a large rift valley.

The Great Rift Valley looked like the ground was torn apart by an earthquake. Under the dim light, Zhang Feng could barely see clearly that there were piles of things squirming at the bottom of the valley, flowing like rivers.

Zhang Feng stood around the rift valley, pierced the insect demon gun three feet into the ground, then attached the hook to the gun body and hung the hook rope down the rift valley.

Then, Zhang Feng buried a few landmines around the insect demon gun, and then grabbed the hook and hung it down.

This is the place where Kedreel sleeps, and is called the Valley of Sleep in Qing's memory.

What looked squirming and undulating like a river in the darkness was not water, but a sleeping soul.

Once you wake up one soul, all sleeping souls will wake up.

So for a person, this task is life-threatening.

Zhang Feng now has Qing's memory and knows the situation here very well, and he doesn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

When he reached the bottom of the valley, he felt that the thing under his feet was soft and not strong, and he was swaying from side to side like he was drunk.

Not far away, a blood-colored round stone platform kept rising and falling in the soul.

"that's it--"

Zhang Feng rubbed his hands excitedly, his heart beating in his chest as if it was about to burst.

There is a record in Qing's memory.

After the previous civilization experienced mutation, a person who did not belong to that civilization appeared.

Like a prophet, he guides humans to build their own camps to fight against monsters. He teaches people how to take on tasks and how to complete them as quickly as possible.

No one knows who he is or where he comes from.

Just like a sage who saves mankind from destruction.

This man has no equipment, but possesses great power. Legend has it that he has entered the final battlefield.

But no one has actually seen these.

However, his guidance never failed, making everyone believe in him!

He trained twelve warriors who wore the strongest divine clothing and had the strongest bloodline. These twelve warriors each guarded one side, suppressed monsters from all sides, and brought peace to mankind.

Then one day, the prophet disappeared with these twelve people.

Just as people are eagerly waiting and hoping for this prophet.

Blood rained from the sky, and thirteen corpses fell from the sky.

The divine armor parts belonging to the Twelve Divine Generals were scattered in all directions, attracting people to fight for them.

However, at this moment, battlefields at all levels that had not interfered with each other suddenly connected. Countless monster statues were injected with violent energy, and their strength increased several times to launch an attack on humans.

Civilization is completely destroyed!

The divine attire was robbed, and the prophet's body was missing.

The world finally returns to nothingness.

At that time, Qing was not qualified to become a divine general, but he experienced all the strange things that happened in his civilization.

And this is the place where, according to later rumors, the prophet pointed out that a god would pass by in the future.

After obtaining Qing's memory, Zhang Feng felt as if he had lived through two civilizations. When he saw the black crystal, he was already thinking about Kedrell.

If everything happened again, it would definitely start over here, and the things that were taken out by others would also come back.

The Blood Terrace was not far away from him, but the Valley of Sleep was not really sleeping.

Any abnormal noise may cause him to fall into the ocean of soul and be completely submerged.

In order not to make any noise, Zhang Feng even took off his Honor suit, just to worry about the sound caused by the metal collision.

Angel Quan was hovering overhead, with his double crossbows aimed at Zhang Feng's surroundings.

Walking among the souls, he tried to keep his feet as light as possible, not daring to make too much noise when he stepped on the souls.

"Squeak." Beside him, a soul made a slight scream, as if it was about to wake up from a deep sleep.

Zhang Feng immediately threw a scout over.

Awakening Soul:

Attribute: Dark.

Description: The awakened soul is very hungry, be careful of its claws and endless hunger!

"Damn it." Zhang Feng cursed in a low voice and slashed at the soul with the sword in his hand.

With one slash of his sword, his soul suddenly let out a sharper wake-up call.

Suddenly, the souls around him woke up, and pairs of blood-red eyes stared at Zhang Feng with red light in the darkness.

Zhang Feng knew that approaching secretly would not work.

He quickly put on the Glory Suit, the flame shield hit the ground hard, and the flames burned.

The shrill scream of the soul.

Zhang Feng waved his sword and rushed towards the stone platform desperately.

boom!

A giant hand reached out from Zhang Feng's feet and slapped Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng activated the Infinite Splitting Wind Slash, and the ten-foot-long sword kept slashing down, and the souls in front of him disappeared one by one.

Zhang Feng knew that once these souls were awakened, they would either break out of the siege or be trapped and die here.

Step by step, the blood-colored stone platform in front of him was getting closer and closer.
To be continued...