Chapter 2741 Rabbit Dead and Fox Sad, Rigorous Attitude

The two controlled a total of one hundred people, and then ran back.

These people with runes on their foreheads also followed behind them, very well-behaved, without any expression on their faces.

The scalped man then manipulated fifty people.

The other man was almost all picked women, so that out of a hundred people, there were more women.

Yang Qingxuan came out of the void with a very ugly face, and followed these people from a distance.

Soon, a large hall was seen.

The scalped man shot out a jade talisman, flashed in the air, then flew into the front and disappeared.

Then, around the hall, a boundary light appeared, and a hole was listed.

These more than a hundred people filed in.

Then the mouth closed and disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan stayed a hundred feet outside the barrier, and could sense that there was not only a barrier outside the temple, but also a powerful aura guarding it.

He didn't move forward, but took out the jade tablet, wrote a few messages, then crushed it in his hand, and sent a message to Jun Qian.

Then he sat cross-legged in the void as if he had nothing to do, and made seals with his hands to hide his aura.

The more than a hundred people who entered the hall came to a square inside, and then stood still.

This square is very huge, all made of bronze.

On the ground, walls, and stone pillars, various complicated patterns and some strange symbols are carved everywhere.

In front of the square, there are ten strange formations, which are exactly the same, and each formation is controlled by one person, who sits cross-legged on one side and adjusts the breath.

The man without scalp immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Lu, the sample is here."

In front, stood a man with the appearance of a scholar, thinking about something, holding a golden jade book in his hand, reading it from time to time, without raising his head, he just said lightly: "I see, you have worked hard, continue to the third level test."

The man without scalp said respectfully: "Yes."

Then he retreated, and together with the other man, he commanded the top ten of the hundred to walk into the bronze formation.

The men around the formation made their own formulas and punched the seals into them.

A large number of characters spewed out from the formation, quickly arranged in the air, forming a piece of spiritual talisman, which poured into the people in the formation, and melted into the body in a flash.

These ten men who control the formations have exactly the same seals in their hands, and the effects of the ten formations are also exactly the same.

The faces of the people in the formation immediately showed pain, and then the sound of groans sounded from time to time, and the bodies of several people were suspended directly.

The person who controls the formation constantly adjusts the runes according to the performance of the people in the formation.

Soon, symbols began to appear on the upper bodies of these people. Some people were in good condition, but some people couldn't bear it anymore.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, in a formation, the woman floating on it screamed, and it exploded, turning into a puddle of flesh and blood, falling to the ground one after another.

"Oh, what a pity."

The man who wanted to enjoy the sample couldn't help but sighed. The woman who just exploded was the most beautiful of all the samples, and her face was full of regret.

"The seventy-six thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven losers."

Mr. Lu glanced at it lightly, then took out a blank jade slip from the table, drew symbols in the air, and recorded something in it.

The sigil formed in the air was the one that manifested from the woman just now.

Soon, all the marks were branded.

Mr. Lu put the jade slips back to one end of the table, where hundreds of jade slips had already been piled up, and on the other end, there were hundreds of blank jade slips.

At the back of the square, at the end of the remaining 90 samples, a man's body moved slightly and returned to normal, with a still dull expression on his face, and a talisman stuck to his forehead.

But in this man's body, Yang Qingxuan's second soul entrenched in it, witnessed everything in front of him, and couldn't help burning with anger.

More than 70,000 losers...

Such horrible data.

This is still the person who died on the third level, how many people died in the first two levels? I'm afraid it's impossible to count.

Moreover, this base is only one of all the bases in charge, I don’t know how much it is. One can imagine how many people were sacrificed in order to refine the extremely endowed divine emblem. It is too deep to wash off.

In fact, Yang Qingxuan came all the way by himself, and many people were killed or implicated to death, especially after entering the Muhai domain, several wars caused the planetary plane to explode, etc. Every planet blows up the dead creatures. It doesn't get any less than that.

As the saying goes, there are ants under the avenue. With the continuous improvement of the realm, those low-level warriors or mortals have less and less weight in Yang Qingxuan's heart. Once people die too much, they become meaningless numbers. Can't touch the heartstrings.

The lord of a thousand realms can destroy planes with a single lift of his hand, and the supreme being of all ages has the power to destroy the universe.

When a person possesses such terrifying power, the ordinary creatures in those planets and cities will no longer be anything.

However, the things that the head teacher used for experiments were all great sects or geniuses from different planes, and they still held some weight in Yang Qingxuan's eyes. At least they would feel equal to him, which made Yang Qingxuan feel sad.

The person in charge of the formation lightly popped out a flame, burning the flesh and blood all over the ground to ashes, and then another woman filled in to start a new test.

A famous martial artist turned into ashes in those icy bronze formations, and only a few passed the test occasionally, almost none of them survived.

Those who passed the test, the man missing a piece of scalp would have a mark on his arm, and the other man would take it away and go to another place.

Mr. Lu will record every loser and pile up the jade slips to form a huge failure database.

Although the whole process was cruel, it was very rigorous and full of experimental spirit.

Not long after, there were only five samples left, and it was almost Yang Qingxuan's turn.

"You, you, go over."

The scalped man pointed at the other two, filling in the gaps in the formation.

When the two entered the formation and all their attention was on the formation, Yang Qingxuan's second soul directly occupied the man's body, tore off the forehead rune, and ran away.

His action immediately stunned the scalped man, who couldn't recover for a while.

Mr. Lu seemed to have noticed it too, showing a stunned expression.

It took a while for the two to react, and they shouted in unison: "Impossible!"

The man without scalp yelled, "Stop!"

He hurriedly chased after him.

//No update today, Zhou summed up, the beginning of this week was pretty good, but it collapsed later, and I owed another chapter, 103 chapters.