"Ahem ......" Lin Ye, who rolled down from the hillside to the ground, lay on the barren land stained red by blood and full of cracks, his body rising and falling, panting.

At this time, Lin Ye was embarrassed, and his clothes were shabby, revealing bruised skin, blood and dust.

"This place...... Where exactly? ”

Lin Ye looked at the endless darkness above the gladiatorial arena, as if there was no end in sight.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he fell down instantly, but he didn't expect that there was a gladiatorial arena under this grass house.

Such a vast place is simply an underground base.

"Goal, do you want to survive in this gladiatorial arena......

Lin Ye muttered to himself, in the end, how can I survive.

After resting for a while, he inserted the Eternal Night Sword next to him into the black scabbard, and then slowly stood up with his body propped up.

At this moment, the boundless and dark void in the distance began to rumble, and a blood-red light shot out in all directions, illuminating the entire gladiatorial arena.

In the next second, something amazing happened, countless corpses on the ground began to resurrect, and they all stood up, countless, dense black pressure black monsters attacked Lin Ye from a distance!

That terrifying killing aura and power came to his face in an instant, and suddenly, Lin Ye's face was extremely pale, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and he held the black scabbard with one hand and half-knelt on the ground.

It was extremely difficult to breathe, and a feeling of dizziness appeared in front of my eyes.

This momentum is too powerful.

It almost crushed his body and will just now.

If ordinary people were scared to death by this momentum, they would have been stunned.

"Is this what it's called living?" Facing the momentum on the opposite side, which was more powerful than thousands of troops and horses, an endless sense of powerlessness surged through Lin Ye's body.

It's simply not possible.

Let him alone against the monster that he can't kill in his life? I guess this old man deliberately let him die here.

But so what?

His latent consciousness doesn't seem to allow himself to be defeated so easily.

"Huh...... What to do? That's just killing them all!! ”

Suddenly, Lin Ye's body erupted with a terrifying killing aura, and the infinite killing intent condensed, he slowly raised his scarlet eyes and stood up.

All the killing intent latent in his body exploded.

The black scabbard in his hand trembled, turning from black to blood-red scabbard, and two characters containing infinite killing aura were engraved on it.

Return to the night.

Somewhere in the darkness, a surprised voice came out: "It's been so soon to start the night, it seems that the crazy woman has been trained well." ”

"The killing intent is not far from the condensation, but a dominant heart is slightly lacking."

"Buzz!!" Lin Ye suddenly drew his sword, and a sound like a ghost crying, and the sound of the sword worshipping by ten thousand demons resounded in the sky.

A sword with a blood-red body and a demonic red light was held by Lin Ye's left hand, and the diamond-shaped gem on the blood-colored hilt was wrapped in a faint red glow, revealing a brutal and bloodthirsty meaning.

"Kill!!" Lin Ye didn't think about it, his body turned into a shadow and burst out, brandishing the Night Returning Sword and rushing into the ant-like monster group.

A flash of red light flickered in the army of countless monsters, and countless monsters fell to the ground, blood stained the earth red again, and stumps and severed arms were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

After a long time.

At this time, Lin Ye's body had reached its limit, and he had no strength to swing his sword, so he was directly punched by a black monster.

"Bang!!" Lin Ye's body was like a kite with a broken string, and he quickly fell into the river of blood in the distance.

"Poof!!" Blood was splashed, and he had become a bloody man, but despite this, his left hand still held the Night Returning Sword to death.

And the Night Returning Sword seemed to have been moisturized, and the blood red on the sword body became even deeper, becoming extremely demonic, with a smell of demon swords and blood-drinking swords.

"Try your best......" Lin Ye's voice was extremely weak, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep, covered with battle scars, dense, deep and shallow, and the bloody wounds were shocking and frightening.

"Not bad......" A satisfied old voice sounded in the darkness.

…………

"I ...... He's dead......? Lin Ye, who was lying on the bed, opened a pair of clear and bright eyes tiredly, and entered the roof made of weeds.

"Didn't I faint? How did it end up here? ”

Lin Ye looked down at his body, but found that he was unscathed, even his clothes were neat, and there was no blood at all.

What's going on?

Except for the heavy tiredness of the brain, the body is very relaxed.

"Awake? Then keep training. An old voice came from outside the grass hut.

Lin Ye hurriedly put on his shoes and walked out of the grass house, now he had to ask this old man what was going on.

"Where did I first fall down? How can there be such a big space under this grass house?"

Coming to the old man, Lin Ye took a deep breath and asked suspiciously.

"It's just an invasion of your spiritual world for training."

The old man replied flatly.

What the?

Lin Ye was shocked in his heart, his own spiritual world? I see, no wonder I'm unscathed, and I'm just brain tired.

It turns out that I have been fighting in my own spiritual world, and this training is a kind of training to improve willpower.

It's not that he really fell into the gladiatorial arena, but that the old man invaded his spiritual world.

Well?

Why would you explain these phenomena yourself? Could it be that these are still from my memories before I lost my memory?

"Next, let's start practicing the sword, you already have the physical fitness, and you can practice the sword directly."

"This night, you practice a repetition of a movement, drawing and closing the sword."

The old man looked at a giant tree near the grass house and said lightly.

Following the old man's gaze, Lin Ye also saw the Cen Tian tree.

"How long has it been since that training?"

"Two hours." The old man handed a black scabbard to Lin Ye.

Holding the black scabbard, a familiar sensation flooded through his body.

Then, Lin Ye walked in front of the giant tree and began to draw his sword and practice for a night.