"Whoosh!" The dark blue sword shadow was like a round of moons in the air, and the ink was moving his feet as he danced his sword, his steps were fast and slow, like virtual and real, elusive.

In the middle of the desolate desert, there is no trace of green, mortals will be cooked by the blazing temperature directly when they step on the sand and gravel, even if they are elemental masters, they will fall into the desert swamp and die if they are not careful. Ink Nightmare practices swordsmanship in such an environment, this is one of the illusions in the practice classroom, there is no special instructor in the practice classroom, and you will be allowed to choose the map to practice Gangshu martial arts when you enter the door.

The illusion in the practice classroom is the same as the Gangshu classroom, there are many times the speed of time, one year inside, and one day outside.

Ink Nightmare has been practicing in the Desert Illusion for ten days, and in these ten days, Ink Nightmare's sword technique and body technique have improved a lot compared to before. After all, there is such a good sword technique and body technique cheats printed on his soul.

In an instant, the scene changed, and the originally desolate desert became an ancient battlefield full of corpses, where there were no elements, just a contest of pure flesh! On one side were warriors wrapped in black iron armor, riding black wolves also covered by black iron sheets, and on the other side were savages who were not wearing an inch and only the fur of wild beasts covered important parts.

The crude iron weapons and the huge bones of the wild men rubbed against each other, making a strange and tooth-aching sound. The Nightmare was in the middle of it, right in the middle of the border between the two armies!

"Whoa!" The sturdy wildlings roared wildly and rushed towards the opposite legion of iron-skinned warriors, and the legion of black-skinned warriors also rode the giant wolf to this side, but the nightmare found that his feet could not leave the ground!

The Ice Resentment Demon Knife in his hand kept swinging, but there was a mystery hidden in the seemingly chaotic trajectory of the knife technique, and a fan of half-moon sword qi slashed across the sky towards the crazy armies on both sides, and flesh and blood flew everywhere the sword qi passed!

However, there are too many soldiers in the two armies, and it is not at all possible to solve them with a few knives. Finally, the two legions rushed to both sides of the Nightmare, and they were about to collide together! The magic knife in the Nightmare danced wildly, and the wanton sharp sword qi shot out in all directions with the Nightmare as the center, and there were no living people within a hundred meters of the Nightmare on the left and right!

"Whoa!" But the wildlings and tin men seemed to have not seen the death of their companions, and still rushed madly towards the Nightmare. For a moment, the pressure of the ink mare doubled.

I don't know how long it took, but Ink Nightmare's right hand had been swung to the point of paralysis, just mechanically repeating the routine of the Stygian Moon Sword Technique. The number of troops on both sides of the Nightmare is as endless as it was at the beginning! The Nightmare's will is almost broken, but the desire to live and the pursuit of life in the Nightmare continue to stimulate his potential.

And again, long, long.

The dark red eyes of the ink nightmare were dull, the whites of the eyes were bloodshot, and the eye sockets were deep-set, as if they were about to sink into the earth. Murree has given up the pursuit of life, because he is already full of despair to live, and Murray has been infected by the illusion of the practice classroom, thinking that this is a real war!

"Whoa!" the wildling's howl never stopped, and the Nightmare's heart was now dead, and there was no hope of any further battle. The extremely black "shadow power" in the depths of Ink Nightmare's soul has reappeared, manipulating Ink Nightmare's despair of life......

Another collision was about to happen, and Murmur was confident that they wouldn't be in the slightest. In addition to the corpses and limbs of these two races, their own flesh and blood will also become the nourishment of the land here.

The heart is like water, the heart is like ashes, desireless and ruthless.

At this time, there was no slightest concern in Ink Nightmare's heart, all feelings were annihilated at this moment, and the wisps of gray curse power on the Ice Resentment Demon Knife in his hand were absorbed by Ink Nightmare. Inside the Nightmare, the death elemental is undergoing a metamorphosis.

"Absolutely, affectionately, broken. Ink Nightmare's voice was hoarse, her dark red eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist, and the Ice Demon Blade in her hand shone brightly. The next moment, the bright gray demon light was dazzling and bloody, and the world in this fantasy world seemed to be lifeless all of a sudden, falling into endless darkness.

Where the gray light shines, the vitality of the living beings is cut off, and the wisps of milky white vitality are swallowed up by the gray light.

Three, two, one. The light dissipated, and the two armies in the original illusion were gone, because this illusion was supposed to allow the elemental lord to break through his body in despair, and now that Ink Nightmare has comprehended one of his own martial arts, the illusion naturally dissipated.

Ink Nightmare was ejected from the practice room and caught by the Monkey again.

"I said, boss, why did you come out like this again, it can't be that you provoked someone, right?"

Mo Zimeng didn't seem to hear Qi Zimeng's voice, his eyes were full of bloodshots, seeing Mo Wei's appearance, Qi Zimeng also stopped smiling, and hurriedly carried Mo Zimeng back to the dormitory.

Looking at the token in the nightmare's pocket, a small gray stone seal and a black knife slipped out of it, and the fox hurriedly grabbed the two treasures in the air. Feeling the simple and reckless breath on the Tianlu Seal and the cold "potential" on the Ice Resentment Knife, Qizimeng secretly sighed, the boss is really mysterious. But Qizimeng immediately put the two items in the pocket of the Nightmare's pants and glanced at the Nightmare's token.

Dormitory No. 128 on the thirteenth floor, it just so happened that Qi Zimeng was also in this dormitory, and in the same dormitory was Ink Nightmare's old acquaintance Qingyu. Seeing that there was no trace of vitality on the ink nightmare, Qingyu hurriedly asked Qizi Meng what was going on, and Qizimeng was surprised that Qingyu knew Mo Wei, but still told Qingyu the cause and effect of the incident. When Qingyu found out, he helped Ink Nightmare set up the bed.

There are eleven students in the dormitory, six beds, one bed is divided into two bunks (the bottom bunk of the nightmare), and the bed is the size of a double bed. The cover is so soft that you want to sleep while lying on it. Qi Zimeng gently put the sleeping Ink Nightmare on the bed, and just wanted to take off his clothes for the Ink Nightmare, Ink Monster suddenly grabbed the Ink Nightmare with one hand, but still did not wake up. It took a long time for Qi Zimeng and Qingyu and an ancestral clan student to pry open the iron pincer-like hand of the ink nightmare, and they didn't dare to touch the ink nightmare's clothes, so they washed up and went to sleep.

In fact, the ink nightmare's sword technique has begun to diverge from the Stygian Moon sword technique. The Stygian Moon Sword Technique is to go from small success to great success to consummation, and steadily break through one realm after another, and the initial entry is just a matter of constantly sharpening the sword technique, but the Ink Nightmare has understood that the Dark Moon Consummation can only be done at the beginning, and there is no desire in his heart, but the Ink Nightmare's heart is full of despair to do so.

Although the Stygian Moon Sword Technique is not written by a decent person, it is not a murderous demon, and the Stygian Moon Sword Technique pursues fast, accurate, stable, ruthless, beautiful, and spiritual. The first four words are not difficult to understand, almost all swordsmanship is like this, and the final meaning of beauty and spirit is worth speculating.

Beauty, knife skills should be beautiful, and knife qi should also be beautiful. It is necessary to make onlookers feel comfortable to watch, so that people feel that this is not fighting to the death, but performing sword and knife dances.

Spirit, the knife technique should be flexible and smooth, from the knife to the knife to the knife to be like flowing water, in one go, so that people can not see the slightest sense of stagnation.

Ink Nightmare's current knife technique can be said to be like this: fast, accurate, ruthless, lonely, evil, and spirit.

If the Nightmare continues on this path, it will create a new sword technique, the knife used by the killer and the sword used by the cold as an iceberg.

A generation of sword masters became famous, and they set sail.