Everyone was full of horror, all of them looked like they were living after the catastrophe, and they breathed a sigh of relief. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Du Ruo hugged Su Yuan and flew back, was hit by the storm, and carried it down with his strong strength, but there were faint blood marks at the corners of his mouth, obviously injured.

Yang Qingxuan and the others all stepped back at the first time, unscathed.

"What the hell is this assessment, it's too terrible, if you're not careful, you'll die in Huangquan!" a student scolded angrily, his voice full of fear.

"Hmph, the path of a warrior, there is a possibility of falling at any time, and being afraid of death can only prove that your heart is not strong enough. The other said coldly.

"Look, everyone, where is the ancient hall?!!"

As the barrier broke, the magnificent ancient hall before disappeared.

Everyone's excited faces, with the change of the scene, suddenly condensed on their faces and turned into sluggishness.

"This ......"

They were all dumbfounded, and in front of them was a much wider open space, but one by one the dirt bags were arched and the tombstones were erected on them.

"Ah, it's a graveyard!"

I don't know who it was, but I screamed, and then broke the eerie silence and began to scream.

"Who did the prank, deliberately laying such an enchantment. ”

"Damn, those teachers who set up assessments, the whole family is buried here. ”

",-, did I want us all to die by leading us to the graveyard?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence, and everyone felt trembling, and there was an indescribable chill.

Yang Qingxuan's face was solemn, his eyes swept over those tombstones, and those words fell like clouds of smoke, majestic and varied, like a beast of fierceness, leaping between the words.

Meng Rui exclaimed: "It's the graveyard of the demon clan!"

They didn't recognize any of the words on those tombstones, but between the lines, under the lines, there was a faint fierce aura, and they gazed at it carefully, as if they were going to be captured.

Du Ruo shouted loudly: "Classmates with low cultivation and poor concentration, don't look at the words on the tombstone!"

Many of the students who were almost distracted immediately lowered their heads and were secretly shocked.

Yang Qingxuan muttered: "Not only the tomb of the demon clan, but also the tomb of the human race, which is a mixture of the two tombs. ”

In the cemetery, I saw a lot of tombstones with Terran characters sporadically, and the brushwork was also vigorous and powerful.

Lan Yan muttered: "The academy should have a deep meaning in leading us here, but it's just a grave all over the ground...... What do you mean by falling to the ground?"

Everyone was puzzled, standing in front of the cemetery, a little sluggish.

Yang Qingxuan said suddenly: "Although this is a cemetery, there is not the slightest cold and solemn dead silence, but the green moss is piled blue, the white jade is floating, and there is a sign of sufficient aura. ”

"Yes!"

Su Ying was overjoyed and said, "How can I say it's a little strange, it doesn't look like a cemetery at all, under this cemetery, it must be a mineral vein!"

But her face turned pale again in an instant, if the veins were under the graveyard, then wouldn't they dig a grave?

The rest of the students also thought of it, and they all looked at each other, but most of the students were boys, although they felt uncomfortable, they quickly got used to it, they all licked their lips, and couldn't help but dig up.

Yang Qingxuan took out the spirit ore pointer, the tip of the needle pointed straight ahead, his pupils shrank, and said, "I don't know if there are ore veins underneath, but the tombstones of these graves ...... It seems to be all spiritual stone ore......"

"Huh?!"

Everyone was taken aback, and they all took out the spirit mine pointers, and sure enough, they all pointed to those tombstones.

Meng Rui's face turned pale, and he said: "No wonder those demon characters can be breathtaking, these fonts are written in strange brushwork, and then use the original aura in the tombstone to nourish it, which produces that miraculous effect." ”

"So what are you waiting for? So many tombstones, win, we're going to win!"

A student shouted excitedly, rushed forward, and overturned a tombstone on the spot, removed it from the grave, and put it in a storage bag.

More than a dozen more students ran forward and began to move the tombstones.

Those who were more timid, after seeing that someone had succeeded, became emboldened and rushed forward.

But many of the teams did not move, and stood quietly watching.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes swept and found that the teams that were watching were all powerful existences, including Lan Yan, Su Ying and other children of the family.

He immediately understood that these people were in their minds, and they were all waiting for the opportunity to snatch them.

Those who are excited to move tombstones on the cemetery are afraid that they will eventually have to make wedding dresses.

Lan Yan shook the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly said, "The number of places to read Xuan-level martial arts, there are a total of ten teams, which is very generous. Our teams can advance and retreat together and share that place, without having to fight to the death. ”

One of them said in a deep voice: "You mean, we join forces to eat these people?"

Lan Yan laughed and said, "Eat it, this is too ugly, it should be that we share these spiritual stone sources with them, pay attention to the wording, it is sharing." ”

Yang Qingxuan nodded and asked, "Then how is there a way to share?"

Lan Yan said: "We have set rules with each other and must not attack each other. Then, according to their ability, how much can be shared. ”

Another person said: "This method is good, in the entire assessment team, we are not the only ones who are qualified to enter the top ten." Zhao Sihan has not appeared yet. After sharing the spirit stone ore here, it should be no problem to find some elsewhere. ”

Lan Yan smiled coldly, and glanced at Yang Qingxuan intentionally or unintentionally.

Yang Qingxuan's face did not change, but he was keenly aware of Lan Yan's gaze, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "This person is a little weird, he seems to know our situation very well, not only does he know that Meng Rui is a formation mage, but he also seems to know that Zhao Sihan was killed by us?"

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a scream of "ah" came from the front, sharp and piercing.

Everyone looked up, and a student was carrying a tombstone in his hand, but his right foot was sunk into the grave, his face was unusually pale, and his face was full of terrible expressions, shouting: "Help, help!"

The other four members of the student squad all ran over in horror, "What's going on?!"

Before the four of them could get closer, the student's right foot suddenly changed, and a layer of white fluff, oozing blood, leaked out of his pants.

Yang Qingxuan's eyelids jumped, and he immediately saw the thing clearly, and exclaimed: "It's corpse poison!"

Lan Yan and the others all changed their faces drastically, they went all the way to this place, except for a few people who were extremely smooth, many students had encountered the corpses of corpse transformation, and naturally understood what was going on.

Su Ying's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she said in a trembling voice: "Here, thousands of graves here, no, won't all be ......"