For a moment, the dragon god's expression looked a little embarrassed, but what Qin Zheng asked was indeed reasonable.

Just like what the dragon god himself said just now, he couldn't break through the area where the space ghost was located, and he didn't see even a drop of lake water.

And who can prove that there is a lake inside?

Several people immediately checked the historical information, but still did not find the origin of the name of Hell Lake, but the dragon god was very sure that Hell Lake had existed before the people of Tiangong came to this world.

Although Qin Zheng didn't get an answer, he obviously always had a feeling that what the dragon god didn't know, Ke Lan would know.

He thought that Kelan must have seen Hell Lake.

After all, isn't what she is good at is the art of space? Since she can take people around, wouldn't walking those space spirits be as simple as walking a dog?

But if so, why did she need his help? What did she see inside?

He decides to go to Hell Lake once, and he thinks that Kelan is there.

This time he didn't bring anyone, he didn't even bring Lin Xiyu.

was said to be such a mysterious and terrifying place by the dragon god, he would not take her into danger.

If it was Lin Xiyu before, she would definitely have to keep up, but now that she has a small wood, she can only choose to stay.

She stayed on Dragon Island to accompany Panpan and break the seal of the goddess of life with the dragon girl.

She told him that after the goddess of life broke the seal, she would return to the Hanging Island, and if Qin Zheng hadn't come back, she would leave the little wood behind and go to the Hell Lake to find him.

She flicked the teleportation bracelet on her wrist a little proudly, and then pretended to be impatient and waved her hand to Qin Zheng, "Let's go, hurry up, go early and return early." ”

Xiao Mu also seemed to know that his father was leaving for a while, and his little face, which had always been smiling, collapsed, and tears rolled in his big watery eyes.

Stretching his neck vigorously, he rubbed his snot on Qin Zheng's shoulder.

Qin Zheng usually didn't think this little guy was pleasing to the eye at all, but at this time, he was really a little reluctant, and he touched the little guy's head hard.

His little head had begun to grow hair, and although it was only a short sprout, it was extremely soft and not stingy at all.

After touching it, Qin Zheng looked at Lin Xiyu, raised his head and lightly printed a kiss, and turned to leave.

He always felt that after having a little wood, he seemed to be more homesick.

Of course, for him, where Lin Xiyu and Xiaomu are, where is home.

He went all the way north and east, and in the vast sea he found a direction and walked forward, until he saw the continental shelf, and then he headed due east.

He asks where Ryujin Hell Lake is.

The dragon god said, "You will go all the way to the east, to the east, and then to the east, and you will know." ”

Probably because he didn't know how far away he was from his destination, Qin Zheng also felt that this journey was particularly long.

During this period, I experienced the exposure of the sun and the downpour with thunder.

He has been on the battlefield of battle, and he has been on the barren countryside.

Someone was injured, and he lost a recovery technique from afar.

Someone was hungry, and he threw away a piece of food, which fell from the sky quickly and quickly, but slowly when it landed.

It always gets where it belongs.

So during this time, strange rumors suddenly began to appear in the Soul Martial Continent.

It is said that sometimes golden rain falls in the sky, and after being drenched in that rain, it is like a spring breeze, and the internal and external injuries on the body will recover quickly.

They said that the tragic situation of the war on the mainland finally moved the gods and fell into the divine water, and only those who were destined to know about it.

And after Shenshui, the rumors began to become more and more exaggerated, some people said that pies began to fall from the sky, as well as meat buns, corn, and even some people said that a pot of millet porridge floated down from the sky.

Even the porridge with the pot is still hot.

At first, everyone didn't believe it, until such rumors spread and became more and more......

The unbelievers began to believe and became more and more religious, and they looked forward to the manifestation of the gods and changed the status quo on the continent.

How do they know that the reason why today's continent has become what it is today is not a farce staged by those so-called gods.

Qin Zheng didn't know this, all of them were just easy work for him.

Otherwise, this long journey, idle is idle, and it is very boring.

Finally, one day, he couldn't see anything.

He could see nothing but the yellow earth and the weeds, which were half yellow and half green.

Then one day, he couldn't even see the weeds.

After that, he couldn't even see the sun and the moon, and the sky and the earth were pitch black, and there was no light.

It's really like hell here.

After staying in this darkness for a long time, there is a feeling that time and space have been lost, and you don't know how far you have traveled, not so much that he has come, but more like ......

was devoured.

The darkness of the sky and the earth was like a huge black hole, swallowing everything up.

In this kind of darkness, it is easy to lose your sense of direction and then lose yourself forever.

But Qin Zheng firmly believed in the words of the dragon god and kept going east, so he never changed his direction, and he never even stopped.

So he simply closed his eyes, crossed his legs and supported his head, letting the golden light cloud under his ass support him forward.

Until his hand, a chill swept through.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a gaping hole in the sleeve of his right arm, and a cut in his arm.

But strangely, there was no blood.

Even the flesh and blood of the belt seemed to disappear along with the small sleeve, and after a while, the blood overflowed in large chunks.

He frowned deeply, this was the clothes that Lin Xiyu sewed for him with his own hands.

Slightly annoyed.

Source Force can restore his hand, but it can't reproduce the affection in his clothes.

He looked at the darkness in front of him, feeling the real, but invisible, spatial blades in front of him, full of battle intent.

This spatial blade is indeed tricky, because it itself has the attribute of devouring, so it devours color, devours light, and even swallows sound, so it cannot be traced by the naked eye at all.

However, this is not difficult for Qin Zheng, because the process of devouring it can be traced.

The golden flames were blazing, like a golden flame wall slowly pushing forward from Qin Zheng's body.

The next moment, the wall of flames became full of holes, and a part of the flames suddenly disappeared, leaking a black hole.

And then another, and another.

The wall of fire was in front and on the side, Qin Zheng was in the back, his figure kept moving, dodging every black hole that suddenly disappeared, and then kept filling the wall of fire with new source power.

As his dodging skills became more sophisticated and skilled, so did his speed.

Until all the spatial blades suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the surrounding darkness also disappeared.