Everyone's pupils shrank.

"Sect Master Zhang, bring out the Great Master Tiannan!"

The spirit master said loudly.

"good!"

A gray scepter appeared in Zhang Xuanji's hand.

The Mingzhao Scepter! A sacred object passed down by the Burying Heaven Sect for generations! Its function is not great, but it mainly has great symbolic significance! Because this scepter can control a very small part of the Burying Heaven Palace.

There are rumors that this is an ancient treasure passed down from the heyday of Mingzhao Heavenly Palace, but it is now damaged! Zhang Xuanji didn't believe it at first, until the spirit master repaired part of Mingzhao's scepter, allowing the long-broken formation to operate...

…"boom!"

The originally ordinary ground suddenly appeared with lines.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

As far as the eye can see, a strange and terrifying picture is outlined along with the lines.

It was a mountain of swords, a sea of ​​fire, a river of blood and bones... a scene of purgatory! Everyone looked at it, as if they were in it! Su Xuan's pupils shrank, and he felt the extremely strong evil spirit.

This is not an illusion, but reality! "Is it true that there are evil spirits suppressing the Mingzhao Palace?"

Su Xuan glanced at the Spirit Master and found that the boy glanced at the Mingzhao Scepter vaguely, with greed flashing in his eyes.

Obviously, the seemingly broken scepter is definitely a treasure, and the spirit master seems to be able to repair it! Su Xuan looked around.

At this moment, he felt like he was in the underworld.

"open!"

Henry Zhang drank in a low voice.

gradually.

An ancient grand formation covering the entire square emerged.

"Creak..." A door appeared in the middle and opened slowly.

"Crash!"
Chapter completed!