It seemed to be a large cemetery, and a faint white mist was rising from the ground, which was very strange in the light of the moon.

Because the sky was very dark and the fog was in place, Su Yunqi couldn't see it very clearly. I just vaguely saw that there were small earthen bags in the open space not far away, and there was a stone tablet standing in front of each earthen bag.

The soil bag is dense, and at a glance, you can't see the edge.

In the distance, there were a few dead trees more than three people tall. The trees and branches of different shapes, under the cover of the mist, look like charming beauties dancing in shape.

A group of people stepped forward and looked at the graveyard in front of them, all of them were a little speechless, and each of them thought that the opposite side of the Netherworld Sea would be a cemetery.

A big graveyard without a bounds!

Su Yun got up and went to one of the tombstones, lowered his body and carefully observed the stone monument.

Su Yunqi found that the stele seemed to be some years old, it was covered with dust, and there were a few thin cracks, which made the words on the stele a little unclear.

"Could it be that the people in the dead city I saw when I first came in were buried here?" With a question, Su Yunqi gently brushed the dust off the stone tablet.

And when he saw the handwriting on the stone tablet, he was stunned.

I saw two lines of big red characters on the left and right lines of the stone tablet.

"Qingyu City Su Clan, the tomb of Su Yunqi!"

When he saw these two lines, Su Yunqi only felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet, rushing to the top of his head, spreading all over his body, and an unprecedented sense of fear surged into his heart.

Trembling slightly, Su Yunqi stood up and looked at the grave of 'himself' in front of him speechless.

"Is it a coincidence?" Su Yunqi guessed in his heart, but quickly denied the idea.

There is no such coincidence in the world!

Quickly came to another tombstone and brushed away the dust on it, Su Yunqi looked at it carefully, and was shocked again.

"Qingyu City Su Clan, Tomb of the Sultan!"

"Father's grave?" Su Yunqi stood up, his brows furrowed, he really couldn't figure out why there were graves of himself and his father in this cemetery.

The moon was translucent and white, and the fog on the grave seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and Su Yunqi only felt that there seemed to be a layer of gauze covering his eyes, and he wanted to take it off, but he couldn't touch it.

"Ah, this graveyard!" came a scream not far away.

Su Yunqi stepped forward to look, only to see a monk sitting on the ground, trembling and pointing to a stone tablet in front of him.

"That's your name, right?" asked Su Yunqi softly.

The monk nodded, compared to Su Yunqi's composure, he was a little speechless in fright, just stared at his bloodshot eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

"This stele is my name!"

"My name is there too!"

One after another, some people in the crowd found their 'graves', and they all screamed and did not know what to do.

A touch of fear crept into everyone's hearts, and this graveyard seemed to become even more weird.

"Little brother, what do you think?" Seeing Su Yunqi so calm, Ling Yuan Daoist asked.

"This cemetery not only has our names, but also the names of our relatives!" Su Yunqi slowly spoke: "Perhaps, the human graves of the whole continent are here!"

Ling Yuan's pupils constricted, and he was really shocked by Su Yunqi's words.

"Could it be that we have come to the underworld?" said Ling Yuan Daoist suddenly.

Su Yunqi shook his head and said, "The underworld is a place for the dead, how can we living people go?"

"I always felt like there was an evil smell here. Ling Yuan Daoist glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Su Yunqi, leaned over Su Yunqi's ear, and whispered: "And I feel that you are also dying!"

"You're dying too!" These words sounded in his ears like earth-shattering thunder, and Su Yunqi felt a chill instantly invade his whole body.

And when he looked at Ling Yuan Daoren, he found that he was staring at him expressionlessly.

But it was this kind of facial expression that made Su Yunqi feel that Ling Yuan Daoren's face was full of evil aura and weirdness.

Su Yunqi hurriedly jumped to the side and distanced himself from Ling Yuan Daoren, and when he glanced around, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

I saw that all the monks around were looking at Su Yunqi, and they were also expressionless like Ling Yuan Dao people, just standing quietly, staring at Su Yunqi without any movement.

Su Yunqi's scalp was numb, and he was cold, he wanted to get out of here, but as soon as he raised his legs, he found that something seemed to be grabbing his ankles, making him unable to move.

When I looked down, I was even more surprised.

I saw a thin black bone hand holding Su Yunqi's ankle tightly, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't shake the black bone hand at all.

"It's over!"

This was Su Yun's only thought at the moment.

But this was not over, the black bone hand not only grabbed Su Yunqi's ankle, but even wanted to drag him into the soil.

Su Yunqi hurriedly grabbed a tombstone on the side, clasped the stone tablet with both hands, and tried to delay as much as possible to come up with a way to deal with it.

Su Yunqi also understood that once he was dragged into the soil by that ghost thing, it would really be over.

"Hey, wake up!" Su Yunqi shouted anxiously at everyone, but those people were still expressionless, as if they were under control.

"Damn!" Su Yunqi scolded secretly: "It seems that you can only rely on yourself!"

Just as Su Yunqi was thinking about how to get out, he saw that behind the stone tablet he was grabbing, the small dirt bag actually moved.

"No!" Su Yunqi sighed in his heart, with a look of wanting to cry without tears on his face.

I saw that the soil bag slowly cracked, and two pairs of rotten human palms broke through the soil, and then Su Yunqi saw a skull with a pile of rotten hair on its head slowly struggling out of the soil.

The skeleton didn't seem to be completely decayed, and the black hole's eye sockets were full of rotting flesh, and white maggots were shuttling back and forth in it.

Su Yun almost wanted to gag, the skull was only an inch away from him, and the smell of stinky tofu and aged feces filled his nostrils.

The corpse in the dirt bag seemed to try to crawl out, but as soon as it stuck its head out, it stopped moving. The black hole's eyes stared at Su Yunqi, and the jawbone on his mouth fell down suddenly.

And Su Yunqi also stared at the skull in front of him, and his movements were the same as the skull.

It seems to be surprised, and it seems to be fear.

Although the skull had already rotted, Su Yunqi could still tell it from the skeleton's face.

This skeleton is actually himself!