Help!I became a sword [online game]

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Ning Jia didn't even have time to wipe the blood, and was dragged into the gap between the trees.

The black spiritual power in the gap between the trees was like a hand. It peeled off the broken bark and stretched out. Without any explanation, it grabbed the hand covering the tree and stood beside the tree. The two of them were dragged into this restriction together.

At that moment, the whole person seemed to be squeezed into a leaf, falling straight down the roots of the ancient tree.

The world was spinning in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything clearly, and then I suddenly fell into the crowd.

In the noisy street, countless people passed by rudely.

Lin Yan couldn't stand firmly for a moment, and was knocked so that his whole body was tilted to the side, and he just leaned on Ning Jia.

Behind him was Nuanxiang Wenyu, what Lin Yan could not deny was that although the child was a little younger than him, he was nearly ten centimeters taller than him.She only discovered the gap when she turned her head and looked back, and then stood up straight and avoided it a little bit, thinking, how it looks like she is throwing herself into a hug.

After the weight in front of her disappeared, Ning Jia was still half stiff, with an unnatural expression of indifference.

"This is the Yin Linghai?" Lin Yan didn't notice the expressions of the people behind him, so he only said to himself.

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Same as the fake yin and spirit sea outside the forbidden area, it is this dark and lightless sky.

It is still large and small, continuous or isolated black stone mountains, with many red lanterns hanging on the mountains, different from the false Yin Linghai, there are dark caves on the stone mountains, and the caves seem to be shops, with many Fantastic gadgets.

Shopkeepers with beautiful faces or vicious and ugly faces stood in the caves, some stood outside the caves and peddled goods, while others remained silent, not even caring whether there were any customers.

Without exception, these demon cultivators are all dressed in black clothes, some are well-dressed, and some are open-chested. They don't care much about their clothes, and no one points them out.

Demon cultivators are of different races. Some demon cultivators have the characteristics of demon clan, with animal ears on their heads, or beast tails exposed behind them. It's no different, at first glance, if you don't notice the devilish energy emanating from their bodies, you might not be able to recognize that it's a devil.

But none of these people had the black lines Yang San described on their faces, nor did they carry lamps with strange wicks.

Lin Yan was suddenly stunned. He didn't know how to find it. Obviously, he couldn't ask directly. If his identity was revealed, he would be kicked out.

There are many people crowded together in front, and there are still a steady stream of people squeezing in, and they don't know what they are vying to see.

Lin Yan glanced back, and was surprised to find that they were lucky enough to stand within the fourth ring, and there were still several circles of people behind them.

"It's fighting." Ning Jia's cold voice suddenly came from beside him.

Lin Yan hurriedly turned her head to look. She raised her feet slightly and passed a group of people of different heights. Her eyes passed through their hair or ears and necks, and landed on the stone platform in front.

On the half-foot-high stone platform stood three pillars coiled with ferocious beasts. Three sphinx-tailed beasts hovered on the stone pillars carved with strange patterns. Suddenly they opened their mouths and roared. Blood spurted out of their mouths, setting the tops of the stone pillars on fire.

A man and a woman flew up from different directions off the stage and landed steadily on the stage.

They didn't open their mouths, they just looked at each other, and they started fighting with spells.

At the moment when the fight started, a gray barrier appeared on the stage to prevent the spectators from being accidentally injured. The barrier disappeared in an instant. Although it was invisible to the naked eye, it was still absorbing the spells splashed out during the fight.

The demon cultivator next to him commented without hesitation, "I think this female cultivator is even better. She is obviously hiding her strength. She hasn't even exhausted her spiritual power, and she still has reservations about her moves."

"This male cultivator is so angry that his face is crooked." Someone laughed loudly.

"Trash, hurry up and get down!" Someone even yelled from the audience.

"Don't embarrass the male cultivator, let me go up and treat this little girl." Moxiu's disdainful voice came from not far away.

There was a lot of laughter on the stage, the male cultivator above had nothing to do, he could only step back and block, but he couldn't use a single offensive move, his face was flushed with anger, and he was jumping up to avoid the long hair of the female demon cultivator. When he was whipping, he was thrown off the stage by a long whip with thorns.

The crowd laughed.

Immediately after that came a burly man, and then demon cultivators landed on the stage one after another, fighting with the man left above.

Some people's foundation is not solid, and their spiritual power is still shallow, and they are beaten to death when they go up.

This fight became more and more cruel in the end, Lin Yan turned his head and glanced at Ning Jia, seeing that she was frowning and said nothing, so he pretended to say to the magician beside him: "I have been traveling for a few years, and when I came back Forget about fighting like this."

Na Moxiu said with a smile: "This year, the fighting method of the Beast Fire Terrace has undergone major changes, and the winner will be able to enter the Illusion Realm."

"Floating Illusion Realm?"

"You don't know that this floating illusion is brought back from the human world by Venerable Anying. It is rumored that you can see past and present lives, as well as everything you want to see, what happened in the past."

"So what if you see it? Is it possible that what happened can be changed?" Lin Yan asked.

The demon cultivator sneered, "Some people do everything possible to go back to the past, and they can live in the illusion for hundreds of thousands of years."

"So that's it." Lin Yan nodded frequently, thinking that it would take no effort at all, and he found the clue of the mission at once. Isn't this Venerable Anying mentioned by Yang San, even if you can't see Venerable Anying Or, if you win the battle, it is not bad to enter the illusion of floating and disappearing.

Now that we can go back in time, we can naturally see what happened 16 years ago.

Lin Yan snapped his fingers, the plan really worked out!

There was too much noise around, Ning Jia didn't hear Lin Yan's conversation with the demon, so she looked at her in confusion and asked, "Any ideas?"

Lin Yan leaned close to her ear, and without paying attention for a moment, his soft lips brushed past the pinna.

The cold-faced man in black suddenly froze, as if an electric current was directed from his ears to his whole body, making her unable to move.

Lin Yan didn't notice it at all, and said slowly: "The person who wins the battle can enter the illusion of disappearance brought back by Venerable Anying. It is rumored that the illusion of disappearance can bring people back to the past and see the future. Just to help us complete the task?"

Ning Jia's ears were buzzing. It wasn't until Lin Yan finished speaking that the warm breath that fell on her ears gradually moved away. She recalled Lin Yan's words just now, and asked with a frown, "Do you think we can win?"

Lin Yan rolled his eyes and smiled contentedly, "You can win."

The people on the stage stood for a long time, and if no one came up to fight, he would be the one who won in the end. The audience was clamoring, but no one came up to the stage.

That Moxiu stabbed the big knife on the ground and said, "Who else is there!"

Suddenly a woman's sweet voice came from below, "Here."

So Ning Jia was pushed out by the man beside him who was smiling like a fox.

The people in front stepped aside one after another, and they all began to discuss in disbelief. After all, this girl doesn't seem to be able to win no matter what.

The man standing lazily with his arms folded leisurely transmitted his voice to Ning Jia, "You have the Qingluan Sword, so what are you afraid of?" The implication is that if you have me, it's two against one on stage.

Lin Yan realized later that he had accepted the race of sword spirits, and even thought it was really sweet.

At this moment, the system suddenly beeped.

[Team] System: "Teammates Yunjian and Jiaxin accept the side mission [Fight of Beast Fire Terrace]."

Ning Jia could get on if she couldn't, so she had no choice but to jump up, her black clothes were like a crow's feather, she turned over and landed on the high platform.

Dan Zhu in the team naturally also saw the mission reminder, and the bluffing voice came from the team channel.

[Team] Dan Zhu: "What's going on, you guys received the mission so quickly, but I haven't found the way to sell Xiangya yet."

[Team] Dan Zhu: "Boss, can you slow down a bit, wait for me."

[Team] Dan Zhu: "I feel like I'm lost on this map."

[Team] Dan Zhu: "Why don't you guys chat with me, I'm a little scared by myself."

Lin Yan and Ning Jia couldn't take it anymore, so they had to block his voice.

The black-clothed man on the stage was tall and tall, his eyes were black and white, his face was pale and bloodless, but he was scurrying around in fear, as if he was possessed by a demon.He sneered and said, "Why are there such people who are not afraid of death? I don't know how to feel pity. I will step down if I am afraid. I will give you a chance to regret it."

Looking sideways at the silver-white scabbard in his hand, for some reason, the Qingluan Sword, which had been dim for a long time, gradually regained its luster, and a stream of light appeared faintly on the scabbard. temperature.

Why is this sword still fully automatic and uncontrollable?

Ning Jia didn't have time to think about it, because the male cultivator in black on the opposite side had already attacked, but he didn't bother to draw his sword, and even looked down on his opponent too much. An arc hung on the lion-headed snake-tailed beast of the Beast Fire Pillar.

The corner of Ning Jia's mouth raised, revealing a cold smile, the Qingluan sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, and the white sword light was reflected on the face of the black-clothed male cultivator.

She didn't preempt the move, but let the man do several moves without any trace, and then tentatively used a few basic attack skills.

The mechanism of the small boss of this mission is not difficult to understand. No matter how much damage he receives, every 20 seconds he will have a skill that restores blood, which is a continuous buff state. It lasts for five seconds and restores [-]% of the blood every second. .

That is to say, Ning Jia has to output the boss with all his strength to suppress his blood volume. If the damage per second is too low, the boss' blood has to be filled up again.

With the Qingluan sword in hand, it is not difficult to deal damage. The difficult thing is that when the opponent's blood volume was reduced to 20/5.00, the opponent summoned the black-scaled snake. The first second the snake appeared, the man in black There is an extra layer of shield on Xiu's body, and the shield adds one layer every [-] seconds, and each layer reduces the damage received by [-]%.

The little monsters must be cleared, so Ning Jia destroyed the snake summoned by the black-clothed male cultivator as soon as possible.

When the male cultivator in black was about to go berserk, the passive special effect of Qingluan Sword suddenly appeared, refreshing the cooldown time of Ning Jia's current highest damage skill with a 66% chance.

Before the black-clothed male cultivator had time to go berserk, he was struck and killed by an opponent he hadn't looked up to before.

Ning Jia sheathed her sword and looked coldly down the stage.

There was a lot of commotion in the audience, but someone in the crowd disappeared.