Oh!

Suddenly, the roar of a fierce beast sounded in the mountain, as if a muffled thunder exploded, and the fog in the mountain churned, causing a lot of movement, and there seemed to be endless grief in the roar, which made people's hearts heavy.

Ling Fan and the four of them stopped, their faces very solemn.

"It's terrifying, what kind of beast can make such a roar. Tian Ya shuddered unconsciously.

Yuan Tingting frowned, her face was extremely solemn, and said, "Something may happen, prepare to speed up the climb, don't let other teams take the lead!"

Although Tian Ya is the strongest in the team, it is generally Yuan Tingting who gives orders.

At this time, the visibility is already very low, you can only see things within ten meters, and no matter how far away it is, it is fog, which makes people feel inexplicably frightened, and several people run side by side to the top of the mountain, and the layers of fog are removed.

Sun Leyu clenched his teeth, and kept up with everyone's speed, and after running for about half an hour, several people looked back, and could only see the lilac mist drifting, like a fairyland.

After climbing a large rock, a platform appeared in front of several people, and two groups of people were facing each other on the platform.

The people from Luo City and Qin City had already arrived one step earlier, and Ling Fan and the others were held back by the wolves and were a little late.

Zhang Zhihe, the captain of the Qin City team, saw Ling Fan and the others, his pupils immediately shrank, and the two people around him were also stunned, and then returned to normal.

Ning Zizhen saw Tian Ya and the others, and said kindly: "Okay, since everyone is here, let's take a look at what is in the stone altar." ”

Ling Fan and the others had just climbed onto the platform, and after hearing Ning Zizhen's words, they found that there was a stone altar in the middle of the platform, built with bluestone, about one meter square and more than half a meter high, and they couldn't see anything in the stone altar when they stood far away, and they could only see a thick purple mist wafting out of the stone altar.

Zhang Zhihe's gloomy eyes stared at Ling Fan, hehe sneered, and then said hello to Tian Ya, they still knew each other.

Ling Fan and the others approached, Tian Ya made an introduction to him, Ning Zizhen recognized Ling Fan as the person he had seen in the hotel that day, Zhang Zhihe and the three of them nodded coldly, their eyes full of contempt.

When Ling Fan learned from Tian Ya that Zhang Zhihe and the three were from the Qinzun Group, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, and the three were most likely Xiong Zhenxuan's subordinates.

After the politeness, three groups of people approached the stone altar from three directions, and everyone looked nervous and excited.

Everyone walked to the stone altar, and when the scene in the stone altar came into view, everyone was first excited, and then they all showed shocked expressions.

A trace of fear drifted through Ling Fan's eyes, he first saw that there was a purple energy substance in the stone altar, and the glowing purple light looked extremely extraordinary.

A step further, he was horrified to find a white skull in the center of the stone altar.

Half of the skull was buried in purple energy matter, only the eyeholes were exposed, and above the skull was a sharp sword with a purple blade that emitted an extremely rich purple haze.

There is not a single crack where the sword and the skull meet, which shows the sharpness of the sword, and the whole scene is terrifying.

"The purple mist in the mountains is caused by this sword?" said Zhu Xiaoyu in the Luoshi team.

Although they are evolutionary beings, they have never seen such a strange scene, and they are a little scared in their hearts.

"It's also possible that these purple energy substances are responsible. Zhang Zhihe said coldly.

Suddenly, a person burst out of the Qin City team, threw himself into the stone altar, and shouted excitedly in the air: "The energy and substances are all mine! Haha!"

Everyone was furious, including Zhang Zhihe, who didn't expect someone in his team to do such a thing, his face turned black, and he shouted angrily: "Beast!

Purple energy substance, everyone has seen it for the first time, everyone can feel extremely mysterious, I didn't expect someone to dare to snatch it directly.

It was too late to stop it, Ling Fan just wanted to rush over with all his strength, but he saw a scene that made his hair stand on end, and he forcibly stopped his steps.

Yes!!!

The man who jumped into the stone altar wailed.

I saw that the man was covered in purple at the moment, even his eyes turned purple, and his hair and teeth turned purple in an instant, as if he had just been fished out of the purple dye vat.

"Save me, save ....... ”

Burst.

Before the man finished speaking, it was like a clay sculpture that suddenly turned into a puddle of mud when it encountered water, and the purple flesh and blood instantly turned into mist and dissipated, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Ling Fan's eyes bulged, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, he almost rushed forward just now, if he met this person, wouldn't it end up like this, he was afraid.

Everyone was frightened, and several girls were even more retching, always feeling that the person's flesh and blood were breathed into their bodies, and their faces were pale and nauseated.

"This substance can't be absorbed, and it can't even be touched!" Ning Zizhen asserted.

Everyone nodded, and they couldn't start with a jar of purple energy substance.

Zhang Zhihe's face was very gloomy, there were only two people left in the team of three people just now, even if he wanted to compete, his strength was weaker, he glanced at the stone altar viciously, and then glanced at Ling Fan, thinking about something in his heart.

Ling Fan frowned and looked at the stone altar, and suddenly an extremely ethereal voice echoed in his mind.

"Draw my sword for me. ”

Ling Fan's heart trembled, and he looked around with a pretended calm face, and found that everyone's faces were full of contemplative expressions, and there was nothing unusual.

"Draw my sword for me. The voice sounded again, this time sounding a little more real, less unreal.

Ling Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, concentrating on his divine sense to perceive carefully, he couldn't control his divine sense, but he could still passively improve his perception.

"Draw my sword, draw my sword, draw my sword, draw my sword......"

A roar echoed in Ling Fan's mind, and the voice was desolate and miserable, making people cry, and they couldn't help but want to help it.

Ling Fan's slightly narrowed eyes stared at the skull, he must have been communicating with this skull, this answer was too terrifying, but at the moment, only this answer was reasonable, reasonable things sometimes made people feel frightened.

"Why is it only me who can hear it? Is it because of the increase in intelligence attribute value, the strengthening of soul and divine consciousness?

He was entangled in his heart, to be honest, he really didn't dare, the tragic scene of the person just now seemed to be repeating itself back and forth in front of him.

Ling Fan was at war with heaven and man in his heart, this was not a joke, if he didn't do it well, he would burp and fart, and he wouldn't even have scum left.

After thinking about it for a long time, a look of perseverance appeared in Ling Fan's eyes, and he said secretly: "Come on, I have a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and I will help you draw your sword!"

Thinking in his heart, Ling Fan jumped onto the edge of the stone altar.

Tian Ya happened to be standing beside Ling Fan, this time frightened her, and shouted screaming: "Ling Fan, you don't want to die!"

Yuan Tingting was also taken aback, but then her eyes became cold, she felt that Ling Fan was blinded by greed, and she had already learned from the past and went to the fire.

Several people in Luo City watched the fire from the other side, looking lively.

Zhang Zhihe saw that Ling Fan actually jumped into the pit by himself, a look of excitement burst out of his eyes, he wished that Ling Fan would die, so that he could explain to Xiong Zhenxuan.

After coming to the edge of the stone altar, Ling Fan stared at the stone altar, only to feel that the two holes in the skull and eyes were staring at him, and he actually inexplicably saw a look of expectation from the two black holes.

"This skull must be famous!"

Now that he had made his decision, he no longer hesitated, he had a feeling that it would be because of this sharp sword that something would happen if he absorbed the purple energy substance.

Walking along the edge to the direction of the hilt of the sword, Ling Fan made a gesture to grip it.

"Ling Fan, do you want to draw your sword?" Sun Leyu exclaimed.

Ling Fan turned his head to look at the three of them, nodded, said no more, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands.