Heavenly God Mnemonic

Everyone's hearts were stunned, and they looked around. Sure enough, there were many craters, broken stones, and faint bloodstains buried in the soil not far away.

Smell carefully, a keen person can also smell the faint smell of the air.

Yang Qingxuan swept into the grass, took off a blade of grass, stared for a while, and said, "The blood is still wet, and the moist environment in this mountain, the fight should be about one day."

Yue Qiang coldly snorted: "We will start fighting, or let's go grab someone else's, and dig by ourselves, the speed is too slow. Besides, we have been delayed for several days."

Yang Qingxuan threw the blade of grass on the ground, and said calmly: "There are still nineteen days left, so be safe and restless. It's a bit early now."

After all, Yue Qiang and the others were young and a little impetuous. Seeing Yang Qingxuan's so calm appearance, they calmed down, and at the same time secretly admired them.

Liu Cheng knows, he said: "Take a look in ten days. If you haven't dug any mines in these ten days, it won't be too late to grab a shot."

Meng Rui nodded and said: "Yes, the fiercest time of the competition should be the last few days. With the strength of our team, how can we make it into the top ten."

Defeating the Zhao Sihan team gave them extremely strong confidence, and the goal was directed at the top ten rewards-reading the mysterious martial arts!

"Classmates, I think your team is missing one person."

Several people were discussing, and suddenly there was a misty voice behind them.

Immediately, five rays of light flashed, and quickly moved forward, stopped at the fork in front, and stopped the four of them.

Yang Qingxuan swept his eyes coldly, and saw the other five people's cultivation bases.

The captain is in the middle stage of Lingwu, and the remaining four people are all in the early stage of Lingwu, but they are all full of real energy, and it should not be short to enter the initial stage.

A team like this is on the top of the ranks.

After all, in the mid-term Lingwu existence, there were only 20 or 30 people in the entire assessment team.

Meng Rui sneered at the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems that our plan is going ahead."

Yang Qingxuan let out a "um", put his hands on his chest, and said, "Is there one less person, why, have any comments?"

The captain swept the five people, his eyes fell on Meng Rui, his face changed slightly.

Meng Rui was already in the middle stage of Lingwu, which aroused his vigilance. As for the other three, they did not take it seriously.

"I'm Wu Zhonghai, this classmate is...?"

Wu Zhonghai stared at Meng Rui, only feeling very unfamiliar. He basically knew all the people who reached the middle stage of Lingwu in the outer courtyard, at least he had heard of it.

The three of Meng Rui were moved in their hearts. The name Wu Zhonghai was also famous in the outer courtyard.

Of course, Yang Qingxuan did not know him.

Meng Rui looked lazy and said, "Meng Rui."

Wu Zhonghai thought about it in his mind, but never heard of it, and said, "Students stepped into the middle stage of Lingwu.

Meng Rui smiled coldly and replied honestly: "Just stepping in, it's not a day yet."

"It turned out to be a temporary breakthrough, I said, the outer courtyard entered the middle stage of Lingwu, how can I not know Wu Zhonghai."

Wu Zhonghai's face suddenly became cold, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he grinned and said, "How many mines have your classmates dug?"

The other four smiled happily, and their aura continued to spread.

Yang Qingxuan also smiled, poked his hands, and said, "I dug a lot."

Wu Zhonghai stretched out his hand and said, "How much is it? Show me."

Yang Qingxuan hooked his finger and said, "I have to look at it, it's about as much as the **** in your head."

Wu Zhonghai's expression sank like a frost, and turned to look at Meng Rui, but Meng Rui pointed at Yang Qingxuan and said, "He is our captain."

"Oh? Hehe, it's really interesting."

Wu Zhonghai's outstretched hand clenched into a fist, making a "cracking" bone noise, and walked towards Yang Qingxuan, coldly said: "The new born now has a little bit of talent, and his nostrils are upright. I like to do good deeds. , Good at stuffing the upturned nostrils into the soil!"

As soon as the voice fell, his fists opened, and he slapped Yang Qingxuan's face with a slap, trying to give him a slap in the face.

A cold color flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, five fingers scratched, the soul light in his palm condensed, turned into a broken sword and a demon, straightening his palm.

"Weapon spirit...a broken sword of soul light?"

Wu Zhonghai felt the fierceness of the sword, and was surprised at first. After all, the weapon spirit's attack was extremely strong, and it was one of the most difficult to provoke.

But then I saw the soul light and the shape of the broken sword, and couldn't help laughing wildly, "Haha, I laughed to death. I am embarrassed to show this garbage in front of me! I teach you that you don't even need a spirit !"

That palm changed its direction and slashed away, actually trying to slash the broken sword with one hand!

The palm of his hand was about to touch the broken sword, and suddenly a strong yang force struck, and a huge pain came from the palm of his hand, as if he was being burned in a fire.

"what!!"

Wu Zhonghai yelled in pain, his pupils contracted suddenly, and said in shock: "This is...!"

I saw Yang Qingxuan using the sword as a guide, and the five rays of Yan Yang Zhenqi emerged, spinning around the sword body, and hitting it head-on, "Five Suns!"

As soon as the voice fell, the powerful light burst out like the sun like a wheel.

The five flames, the five heads of dragons, elephants, tigers, wolves, and bears, are bombarded as if they are spiritual!

"impossible!"

Wu Zhonghai roared, his true energy rushing into his palm like a sea wave, raising his power to the peak, a layer of true energy wave dissipating, and then he could hold the radiant energy!

"Boom!"

The two forces exploded suddenly, and circles of flames intertwined with the palm strength, turning into a storm and dispersing.

Wu Zhonghai shook his whole body and took several steps back before removing the shock.

The whole right arm seemed to be roasted on a fire, and it was painful.

Looking down, all his sleeves were shattered by the blow, revealing his shirtless shoulders, and his skin was charred and burnt.

There was also a faint smell of barbecue, and white smoke came out.

"what!!"

Wu Zhonghai grinned in pain, trembling all over, and there was a fierce and murderous look on his face, "Junior, bullying too much!"

He clenched his fist suddenly, and the wound on his hand cracked immediately, oozing a lot of blood.

The huge pain numbs the brain nerves, and also makes his anger to the extreme.

"Joke, my mind is full of shit, what qualifications do I have to deceive, don't want to raise myself."

Yang Qingxuan sneered, condensed his left hand with a finger, tapped lightly under his foot, and stepped up on the wave. The **** was randomly displayed, and then suddenly clicked.

"Hey!"

There was a harsh whistling sound in the air, and everyone felt a pain in the eardrum, followed by a ringing in the ears.

Wu Zhonghai's pupils suddenly expanded, and he felt a terrible vigor in an instant.

Yang Qingxuan's fingers twisted, and his pupils continued to enlarge.

That finger seemed random, but when combined with the body technique, it floated like a snake in the bush.