"9 Shadow Swordsmanship, this is the 9 Shadows Swordsmanship, right?"
Abel looked at the scene in front of him and shouted desperately.
However, the 9 Shadows swordsmanship displayed by this swordsman, which Abel learned from Suvilar, is not the same, and the similarities are only 1 or 2.
The nine shadow swordsmanship displayed by this swordsman is obviously more powerful.
Abel wanted to rush down from the boulder and have a good chat with the swordsman.
But Abel's body hadn't moved, only the scene in front of him shattered instantly, and then his body shook.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Abel withdrew directly from the spiritual world.
"Abel, are you alright?"
Oldrim's face was pale, and a spell was attached to Abel's forehead.
"How is this going?"
Abel frowned, it seemed like a dream just now, and it seemed real.
"Your mental strength is too weak, you should have been caught in the illusion here, and almost fell into it. If I hadn't pulled you out, it is estimated that you would have been trapped in it for the rest of your life…"
"You are not allowed to touch the things here indiscriminately later, and don't look around blindly, this place is too weird!"
Oldrim told Abel.
But Abel didn't seem to hear Oldrim's advice, and was still thinking about the picture just now, because the picture just now was too short, just a few seconds before Abel could see it completely, he was pulled out by Oldrim.
"No, I have to go in and see…"
Abel thought of the 9 Shadows sword technique used by the swordsman just now, and his heart was surging.
Although he also learned some 9 Shadows swordsmanship, but that's just skins. Judging from the 9 Shadows Swordsmanship that the swordsman had just performed, the 9 Shadows Swordsmanship he stealthily learned was too rubbish.
Abel ripped off the talisman that was stuck to his forehead, and stared straight at the stone tablet in front of him. He wanted to re-enter that world and watch the swordsman finish using the 9 Shadows Sword Technique.
"What are you going to do? Are you crazy?"
Oldrim thought that Abel was fascinated by his mind, and suddenly shouted sharply.
And this sound, with a terrifying mental impact, Oldrim wanted to wake Abel completely.
But it was useless, Abel still stared at the stone tablet.
"How could this be? How could this be?"
No matter how hard Abel tried, he would never be able to enter the world just now.
After a while, Abel sighed helplessly and looked back.
"It's a pity, it's really a pity…"
Abel's face was full of annoyance.
Oldrim looked at Abel puzzled, didn't understand what happened to Abel, and suddenly felt a pity.
Looking at Oldrim like that, Abel could only tell him what had just happened.
After speaking, Oldrim's complexion changed and changed.
"Abel, the 2 of us rashly broke into this real tomb, maybe it was a wrong choice…"
Oldrim was a little scared.
There are a lot of things here that they may not know.
"Since you are here, you must go in and take a look. Since you are here, you are safe…"
Abel smiled lightly.
Things have come to such a point that there is no turning back.
Oldrim nodded, and then walked towards the altar with Abel. Here is the real Museum.
After entering this ancient tomb, there is a unique cave in this ancient tomb, the lead-grey Museum, and the air is a little dank and cold.
"My God." Abel was shocked when he entered the Museum.
What kind of real person is this real to repair the Museum? Looking around, the ceiling of the Museum is pitch black, as deep as a starry sky, and inlaid with countless night pearls like stars.
Oldrim looked at every part of the Museum carefully, and saw it very carefully, and his face was very dignified, and he was careful every step of the way.
To be continued....
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