"These days, no one believes the truth."

Ye Xuan shook his head secretly in his heart.

He kindly reminded him, but it was a pity that the Xuan Mo Holy Son didn't take it seriously at all.

If he dies later, no one can blame him.

Boom!

Just then.

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder.

"People are about to start dying." Ye Xuan said with a smile.

Zhou Youwei was a little confused.

Click, click, click————

When the muffled thunder rolled over, one by one the geniuses fell to the ground, lifeless.

But their bodies were intact.

The Holy Son of Xuan Mo was also startled and subconsciously stepped aside, but immediately he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?!"

The people around him were all startled and kept away from him.

"them……"

"Dead?!"

someone exclaimed.

Everyone was in disbelief.

Just after entering this forbidden ghost cemetery, a hundred people died!?

The most important thing is that the death is so evil that people can't react at all.

The Holy Son of Xuan Mo did not know how he died until his death.

He didn't even have a chance to regret it.

If he had listened to Ye Xuan's words and looked for opportunities in the ghost tomb, it would never be like this.

"The Holy Son of Xuan Mo is dead." Zhou Youwei saw that scene and her pretty face turned pale.

All this is really weird.

"This is just the beginning." Ye Xuan smiled lightly: "We have to hurry up, otherwise it will be our turn to die later."

Xia Yichen and the young man in blood robe looked pale and followed Ye Xuan without saying a word.

This Ye Xuan seems to know a lot...


Chapter completed!