The sky was filled with blood and sand, and countless skeletons stood there sluggishly, their pupils filled with blood.
Among the countless skeletons, a slender figure stood proudly. The man held a sword in one hand, and the sword slowly fell forward, showing inexplicable sadness.
All the skeletons stared blankly at the sword. Even though the blood moon emerged again, these skeletons still stood, and an inexplicable sadness spread out from these skeletons.
"Perhaps, death is a kind of silent comfort!" The man's voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes were slightly raised, and a blood moon hung. Even though the crescent moon was blood-colored, the man's eyes did not show any trace of blood.
His eyes were as dull, empty, and lifeless as ever. Suddenly, several sharp blasts of wind suddenly sounded, and under the gaze of this man, two figures emerged from the distance.
Rumo's long hair was blowing in the wind, a man and a woman, wearing black military robes, they were Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue.
Looking at the ocean-like skeletons, Ye Chen's eyes were slightly surprised. At first glance, he noticed the man standing among the skeletons, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
Qian Chuanxue, who was beside them, also had a look of surprise in his eyes. The skeletons around him were behaving so strangely. Along the way, the two of them never saw any surviving skeletons.
"Mu Chen!" The same slightly hoarse voice came out of Ye Chen's mouth, drifted in the wind, and fell into the ears of the person. That person, Mu Chen, raised his eyes slightly and only glanced at Qianchuan Xue.
Then it fell on Ye Chen, his empty eyes remained unchanged, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I'm fine!"
After saying that, Mu Chen suddenly withdrew the long sword in his hand, and there were several crackling sounds all around. Countless bones immediately fell apart and scattered all over the ground.
The dazzling bloody sand was covered with white bones, and the three of them stood on the white bones. At this moment, Ye Chen and Qian Chuanxue also felt a sense of inexplicable sadness.
"Only emotional conception?" Ye Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and in an instant, Mu Chen's figure shot towards Ye Chen like a rainbow, and landed next to Ye Chen, his eyes glaring at Ye Chen and Qian Chuanxue.
This move undoubtedly showed that Mu Chen was aware that something must have happened between Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue. For a while, the atmosphere at the scene seemed a bit silent.
"Let's go! Now that the blood moon has reappeared, there are still more than ten hours before the blood moon disappears. Now is the time to go to the sword tomb!" Qianchuan Xue said calmly, with the same tone as before.
After saying that, Qianchuan Xue took out the blood-colored spar from his arms and raised his right hand upward. The pale moonlight fell on the spar, and a bright spot appeared in the blood-colored spar. Regarding this, Qianchuan Xue's eyes showed a trace of contemplation.
, both feet stepped slightly, and the figure suddenly shot out. At the same time, Qianchuan Xue's slightly indifferent voice floated: "If you want to enter the Sword Tomb, then come with me!"
"Let's go!" Ye Chen has always been afraid of this desert. Even though he is not afraid of blood and fire at this moment, he took out several medicine bottles from his arms and handed them to Mu Chen. At the same time, he suddenly stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot,
Following Ye Chen, Mu Chen took the medicine bottle, stuffed a few pills into his mouth, followed Ye Chen, and ran towards Qianchuan Xue.
Amid the boundless bloody sand and gusting cold wind, the three of them walked and walked, always silent. It was not until the blood moon rose to its highest altitude that Qianchuan Xue spoke out: "We are about to enter the center of the desert!"
After a pause, both Ye Chen and Muchen felt the changes in their surroundings. The temperature around them became colder and colder. As the three of them continued to go deeper, under Ye Chen's surprised eyes, they didn't know when the blood around them had turned colder.
It disappeared, and the blood-sand that I was used to seeing all the way also disappeared. Looking from a distance, I saw an ice field. The blood moon in the sky was still there, and there were actually snowflakes floating in the sky.
There is a vast expanse of white all around, and the figure reflected in the ice and snow is constantly swaying and changing. There is no so-called road in front of you, because besides ice and snow, it is still ice and snow.
"Is this the center of the Desert of Death and where the Sword Tomb is?" Ye Chen seemed to be asking Qianchuan Xue and then himself.
"Yes! Let's go!" Qianchuan said lightly. Now there was a vast expanse of white all around. Qianchuan Xue took out the blood-colored crystal again, pondered for a few moments, and walked resolutely in a certain direction. Ye Chen and the others followed closely.
back.
At this moment, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart. The white environment actually made him feel astonished. He had been here before.
"Why do I always feel like this? I have been here before, and I have walked this road before!" Ye Chen frowned slightly, his eyes twinkling slightly.
The strong wind blew out from the palms of the three people, blowing away the snowflakes in front of them. The scene ahead suddenly appeared in the eyes of the three people. In front of them was an empty ice surface, as flat as a mirror, displayed in front of the three people.
In front of him, in the middle of the mirror, there was a sword standing side by side. An ice sword with a height of more than ten feet pointed at the sky. The awe-inspiring aura continued to emit, making the three people hundreds of feet away feel it from the bottom of their hearts.
The unparalleled domineering aura made people feel surrendered, and horrified looks appeared on the faces of Qianchuan Xue and Mu Chen.
Compared to Mu Chen and Qian Chuanxue's shock, Ye Chen's face was filled with shock. The endless ice field, the ice sword more than ten feet tall, and the flowers surrounding the ice sword. Memories slowly revived in the depths of Ye Chen's mind.
, he has really been to this place, he has really been here, he has also seen the ice sword, and he remembers very clearly the grimace carved on the hilt of the ice sword.
Everything here seemed so familiar to Ye Chen. He had seen it in the Ye family's ancestral pavilion. He once thought it was just an illusion, but what he saw in front of him overturned Ye Chen's previous understanding.
"It's not an illusion, it's real! What the hell is going on!" His eyes kept moving after the ice sword came up. Ye Chen's brows furrowed deeper. This was all so weird.
At this moment, Ye Chen became more and more certain that there must be some kind of connection between the so-called sword tomb and the Ye family's ancestral pavilion. Everything in front of him was enough to explain.
Reacting from the initial shock, Qianchuan Xueruo looked at Ye Chen meaningfully and said lightly: "You have seen this place before, right!"
Qianchuan Xue's tone left no room for doubt. Hearing this, Ye Chen was shocked. He turned away, looked at Qian Chuanxue and said calmly: "How did you know?"
These words undoubtedly showed that Ye Chen had seen this place before. In response to this, Qianchuan Xue's reaction was still as dull as ever. He raised his eyes slightly, looked at the ice sword piercing the sky, and said lightly: "You have entered the Ye family's ancestral pavilion!"
"Yeah!" Seeing that Qianchuan Xue didn't answer his question directly, Ye Chen didn't take it seriously and nodded slightly. At this moment, he obviously guessed that Qian Chuanxue must know something.
"Everything here is very familiar to you, but why is it not to me?" Qianchuan Xue's eyes still fell on the ice sword, and said lightly: "Not only have you seen this place, I have seen it too!"
"Are you entering the Ye family's ancestral pavilion?" Based on the relationship between the Ye family and the royal family, it is obviously not difficult for Qianchuan Xue to enter the ancestral pavilion. Moreover, Ye Chen also saw the scene here in the ancestral pavilion. Therefore, Ye Chen asked this question, but
Qianchuan Xue shook her head and said calmly: "I have never entered the Ye family's ancestral pavilion, only the sword tower of Yuyang Academy in the imperial capital!"
"Sword Tower! Imperial Capital Yuyang College!" Ye Chen did not expect that this matter would actually involve Imperial Capital Yuyang College, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"The sword tower of Yuyang Academy in the Imperial Capital is originally a royal property, and the so-called Yuyang Academy in the Imperial Capital is centered around this sword tower and is expanding in all directions. This sword tower is divided into nine floors. Since the establishment of my royal family,
This sword tower has always existed. It not only contains various sword skills, but also retains the sword intention left by the ancient predecessors, as well as some mysterious sword skills! When I entered the seventh floor of the sword tower,
At that time, I saw the scene in front of me!" Qianchuan Xue said lightly, and at the same time took out the blood-colored crystal from his arms, and the blood-colored crystal suddenly turned into a white crystal, everything seemed so weird.
"I also saw the scene in front of me when I entered the Ye family's ancestral pavilion. I thought it was an illusion, but unexpectedly it was real! But why did I see such a scene when I entered the sword tower and the Ye family's ancestral pavilion? Do you know that the sword tower and the ancestral pavilion are related to the sword?
The relationship between the tombs?" At this moment, Ye Chen finally expressed the biggest question in his heart, but Qianchuan Xue shook his head and said lightly: "This is what I want to know too!"
"According to your words, the sword tomb exists in the center of the desert, and we are now in the center of the desert. Where is the sword tomb?" Taking a few steps forward, Ye Chen felt more and more terrible about the ice sword.
This kind of oppression on the soul, even when facing the Soul Martial Realm warrior, Ye Chen did not feel this way. What on earth is this ice sword!
"Sword Tomb! This is the Sword Tomb, the burial place of this ice sword!" Qianchuan Xue's indifferent voice floated on the silent ice...