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Chapter 988 Sword Tomb

Ningxia was dragged into the tower by unknown forces.

The entrance of this sword tower is as weird as the body of the tower. The entire tower does not occupy a large area, but the entrance is a seemingly deep passage, dark, distant, and with no end in sight.

Standing in front of people simply can not arouse the desire to go in.

From Ningxia's point of view, this place gave her an inexplicably bad sense, an inexplicable coldness, which came from the depths of her consciousness.The places and things that once gave her this premonition are almost all chaotic endings.

However, Ning Xia cannot avoid it, she came here to enter this place.Didn't Zhenjun Yuanheng send her here to practice?

If she shrinks back at this moment, I am afraid that Zhenjun Yuanheng will not agree.

So at this point, she could only bite the bullet and slam into it.

Well, cultivation is a protracted battle that tests the strength of the heart infinitely.As long as you are still living in this world, as long as you are still cultivating, you cannot avoid all kinds of spiritual attacks.

All she can do is be strong.

But... these thoughts almost dissipated when she was pulled into the tower from the passage by an unknown pulling force.Be strong!No matter how many times she goes through it, she probably won't be able to adapt to this exciting style.

The unknown is probably the most devastating psychological test.

"Hey -" Ningxia fell heavily to the ground, being pulled in by the strong suction force, her knee and right elbow pressed hard against the floor, and she couldn't help crying out in pain.

A familiar recipe, a familiar taste.

As far as the eye can see, there is darkness, and you can't see your fingers. The surrounding air is heavy, and you can faintly smell a bitter smell.

Yes, bitter.She hadn't described it wrong, and she was pretty sure she had used the right words.

Some people may wonder why the smell can be described as cold, which is obviously a lineal adjective. If it is used to describe the smell, it is really too abstract and cannot be imagined at all.

Ningxia may not have imagined it before.But one day when she was actually there and felt the real examples, she really jumped out of the prison of that kind of imagination.

Imagine the cold breath after a snow star flutters and falls on the tip of the nose in the ice and snow.Or the scent of sobriety that hits you the moment the air evaporates after a rainy day.Or the moist skin feeling that spreads after the dew accumulated overnight in the wilderness in the morning...

This feeling comes from synaesthesia beyond a specific sense.

This is what Ningxia feels right now.

This bitter breath is different from the experience brought by the various natures mentioned above, but a thicker breath with traces of time and history.

Ningxia even sensed an inexplicable familiar feeling from this breath, as if he had contacted it from somewhere, but he couldn't remember the specific source for a while.

After all, the situation is unknown, and the surrounding environment cannot be seen clearly.If it happened to come across something, it would really be over.So she slowed down, skipped the insignificant pains on her body, and got up from the ground nervously.

When I was trying to use some method to light a "light", at least to see the surrounding situation clearly...

"call--"

"call--"

A gust of wind came from nowhere, and then there were a few strange crosstalks, as if some mechanism had been triggered.

Ning Xia held the Chong Huan sword tightly, his whole body was raised to the highest level of vigilance, and he collapsed tightly.The spiritual power in the body also began to circulate rapidly, rushing towards the wrist, and most of it flowed back to the dantian, as if some storm was brewing.

In the next moment, a dim yellow ball of light appeared from the darkness, flickering, shaking with the remaining wind, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be several flames.Those "whoosh" sounds are exactly the sound of the flames igniting.

With the crackling sound, more and more flames are ignited, gradually increasing the brightness of the space from bottom to top.

Ningxia also witnessed this space from being out of reach to out of sight to brightly lit.

When she recovered from her daze, the whole space was completely illuminated. Although the whole space was shrouded in the dim light of candlelight, it was still brightly illuminated anyway, so that she wouldn't think about everything just now. can not see.

nobody.

She was the only one in the whole space.

After confirming this, Ningxia's heart half sank when he mentioned his throat, and his nerves relaxed a little.

As far as "adventure games" are concerned, she still prefers "stand-alone".It is really a great test for an NPC to appear suddenly.

Although she felt that the possibility of having no enemies in the sword tower was absurd, she still hoped that this moment would come as late as possible.At least give her a psychological preparation.

Ning Xia had to admit that even after so much time had passed and so many things had happened, deep down in her bones she still couldn't get rid of that timid instinct.

Only then did she have the time to look at the space she was in now.

This space seems to be different from Ningxia's imagination, and also different from the appearance of the sword tower.

It looked crooked from the outside of the sword tower, but the land where Ningxia was standing on could not be more straight, and there was no crooked look at all.

Moreover, the outside of the tower seems to be built with wood, but the inside she sees now is covered with bluestone blocks, which accumulate from the ground up until the ceiling is capped, forming a strange and closed tip.

The whole space presents a conical shape that is wide at the bottom and gradually shrinks from bottom to top.And those lighted candles hung irregularly on the wall, densely spread on the wall.

The blue bricks are uneven, and it can be seen that the building is not very smooth, and some are uneven.Some areas are covered with large moss, seeping green.The entire space base is dark and dull, and it is particularly creepy under the dim yellow candlelight.

There is really no popularity here, and probably not many people stay here, which makes people think of something very easily.

Look at what she encountered when she came in, evil wind, ghost fire, a space that looks like a certain place... If she didn't know where she came from, she probably thought she had broken into the chassis of some deceased brother .

Up to now, only her calves are a little soft and her gums are a little sore. She is already strong enough...

Ning Xia stood for a while, but did not respond.None of the hidden tricks or hidden weapons that had been imagined flying across the sky appeared, and the space seemed to be silent again.She doesn't feel like that's all, and is patiently waiting for the sequel.

It's just that she didn't expect that without waiting for an action from the outside, she would act first.

"Om-"

Hearing this voice, Ningxia's head began to ache subconsciously.

What happened again?
She hastily pressed the little ancestor in her hand.

(End of this chapter)