The address of Xuantian Camp was hidden in the identity token. Zhou Heng searched for it according to the map. Eleven days later, he came to a valley not far from the Demon Sea. According to the map in the identity token, this was Xuantian Camp.

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From the outside, it looks empty and lifeless.

Zhou Heng walked to the valley. At this moment, his identity token suddenly lit up, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and another passage appeared!

Pretend to be mysterious!

Zhou Heng commented in his mind and walked along the passage.

This is a trail, and the end of the trail is the real valley, but at the end there is a young man with black hair sitting cross-legged in the middle of the road. His body is covered with dragon scales, and his arms have completely transformed into dragons.

However, in terms of the level of dragon transformation, he is not as good as Shui Yuqi, but Zhou Heng has a feeling that this young man is at least a hundred times more powerful than Shui Yuqi.

"My name is An Lu!" The young man smiled at Zhou Heng, "If you don't defeat me, just go back the way you came from!"

Zhou Heng also smiled and said: "Are you qualified to represent Xuantian Camp?"

"I'm not timid, I'm really not qualified to represent Xuantian Camp!" The young man who called himself An Lu jumped up from the ground, "This is the tradition of Xuantian Camp, called crossing the ten levels. If you can beat me,

You will become a formal member of Xuantian Camp, otherwise you will have to start by sweeping the floor!"

"Aren't there ten levels?" Zhou Heng was a little curious.
Chapter completed!