Heavenly God Mnemonic

Everyone was full of horror, and they were all surviving after the disaster. They breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Ruo hugged Su Yuan and flew back, was hit by the storm, and carried it down with his tyrannical strength, but a bloodstain appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was obviously injured.

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

"What kind of ghost assessment, it's too terrible, you will die if you are not careful!" A student scolded, his voice full of fear.

"Hmph, Martial Artist's road, there is the possibility of falling at any time, fear of death, only prove that your heart is not strong enough." Another person said coldly.

"Look, everyone, what about the ancient temple? Why is it all gone?!" The voice was full of panic and anger.

As the barrier was broken, the magnificent ancient temple before disappeared.

Everyone's excited faces condensed on their faces as the scene changed, turning into dullness.

"This……"

All of them were dumbfounded. In front of them, there was a wider open space, but one by one was arched up with tombstones.

"Ah, it turned out to be a graveyard!"

I didn't know who it was, and screamed, then broke the strange silence, and began to scream.

"Who made the prank, deliberately planted such a barrier."

"Mom, the teachers who arranged the assessment, the whole family is buried here."

"My-fuck, fucking-bad luck, led us to the grave, do you want us all to die?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a moment of silence, and everyone felt that their whole body trembled, and there was an indescribable chill.

Yang Qingxuan's face was solemn, and his eyes swept away from the tombstones. The writing was like a cloud of smoke, majestic, majestic, and varied, like beasts of beasts.

Meng Rui said in surprise: "It's the graveyard of the monster race!"

They didn't recognize any of the words on the tombstones, but from the line between the lines, under the line, there was a vague and vicious atmosphere, and they looked up carefully, as if they were going to be taken in by their hearts.

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

Many of the students who were so desperately frustrated immediately lowered their heads, secretly shocked.

Yang Qingxuan pondered: "Not only the tomb of the demon race, but also the tomb of the human race, it is a mixture of two tombs."

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

Lan Yan groaned: "The academy should have brought us here, it should be meaningful, but this tomb covered with the ground...what does it mean to fall on the ground?"

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

Yang Qingxuan suddenly said: "Although this is a graveyard, there is no deadly silence. On the contrary, the green moss is piled blue, the white jade is floating, and there is a lot of spiritual energy."

"Correct!"

Su Ying was overjoyed and said: "It's strange how I say it. It doesn't look like a graveyard at all. Below this graveyard, there must be a vein!"

But her face turned pale again in an instant. If the veins were under the graveyard, wouldn't they have to dig the grave?

The rest of the students also thought about it. They all looked at each other, but most of the students were boys. Although they felt unwell, they soon adapted. They all licked their lips and couldn't help but dig.

Yang Qingxuan took out the spirit mine pointer and pointed it straight forward. His pupils shrank slightly and said, "I don't know if there are mineral veins underneath, but the tombstones of these tombs...seem to be all spirit stone ore..."

"what?!"

Everyone was taken aback and took out the spirit mine pointers, and as expected they all pointed to the tombstones.

Meng Rui's face turned pale and said, "It's no wonder that those monster characters can be breathtaking. These fonts are written with weird brushwork, and then nourished by the original spiritual energy in the tombstone, which produces the magical effect."

"Then what are you waiting for? With so many tombstones, if we win, we will win!"

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

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

Those who were more timid, after seeing someone succeed, became bolder and rushed forward.

But many teams did not move, standing there quietly and watching.

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

He immediately understood that these people's minds were all waiting for the opportunity to take action.

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

Lan Yan shook his folding fan, and suddenly said, "There are ten teams in total for viewing profound martial arts, and they are very generous. Our teams can advance and retreat together and share that quota without having to fight to death."

One person Shen Ning said: "You mean, we will join hands to eat these people?"

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

Yang Qingxuan nodded and asked: "Then how to share?"

Lan Yan said: "We set rules for each other and we must not attack each other. Then we can share as much as we can."

Another person said: "This method is good. In the entire assessment team, we are not the only ones who are eligible to enter the top ten. Zhao Sihan has not appeared until now. After sharing the original Lingshi ore here, I will look elsewhere. Get some, it should be fine."

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

Yang Qingxuan didn’t change her face, but she keenly noticed Lan Yan’s gaze, she couldn’t help but muttered in her heart, “This person is a bit weird and seems to know our situation very well. of?"

While thinking about it, suddenly a scream of "Ah" came from the front, sharp and ear-piercing.

Everyone looked up, a student carrying a tombstone in his hand, but his right foot sank into the grave, his face was abnormally pale, his face was terrible, and he shouted, "Help, help!"

The other four people in the student team all ran over in horror, "What's the matter?!"

Before the four of them ran near, the student's right foot suddenly changed, and a layer of white fluff, oozing blood, came out of his pants.

Yang Qingxuan's eyelids twitched, he immediately saw the thing, and said in shock: "It's corpse poison!"

The expressions of Lan Yan and the others changed drastically. They walked here all the way. Except for a few people, many students had encountered the evil corpse of the corpse, and naturally understood what was going on.

Su Ying's face became pale and she trembled: "Here, there are thousands of graves here, no, not all..."