Chapter 655： Skill Book (1/2)

Song Jian entered a narrow aisle. The stone walls on both sides were full of scratches and cracks, full of the mottled feeling of time.

It didn't take long for Song Jian to see a pile of scattered bones on the slate ground in front of him. It looked as if a skeleton had been split into pieces.

Song Jian stepped forward and looked carefully. The skeleton seemed to be fragmented from the inside, but its skull was divided into two, and it was clearly a sharp sword split, and the incision was smooth like a mirror.

Touching the smooth incision, Song Jian's fingers felt a numbness, as if there was a current at the incision.

”The breath of the Evergreen River, like his name, has a voluptuous feeling like the Yangtze River, thick and deeply restrained. This sword qi should be released by Jian Qi, only he can have such a dreadful sword qi!” Secretly, he rubbed his fingers, stood up, looked forward, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Continue to walk forward, and soon there was a fork in front of Song Jian, without any hesitation, Song Jian chose the left channel, and walked more than ten meters away, another fork appeared, Song Jian expressionless , Continue to walk towards the left passage;

In more than ten minutes, Song Jian encountered dozens of forks. Although he chose the channel on the left, at this time, Song Jian also noticed anomalies;

”Maze? Or has the space changed?” Song Jian frowned slightly. ”Although the hall covers a large area, it is not possible to be so spacious ...”

The length of the passage that Song Jian walked was enough to surround the whole hall for more than a week. Obviously, these passages are not as simple as previously thought.

Looking back, the meandering passage corridor became blurred, as if there was a thin layer of gauze fog covering behind him.

Song Jian tried to walk backwards. Just two steps later, he found that even the air became sticky and hindered him from going back. The more he walked back, the greater the resistance. Song Jian felt like he was wrapped in turpentine. Little bugs, no matter how struggling, can't escape the fate condensed in turpentine.

After a moment of hesitation, Song Jian turned around and continued to walk forward. This time, the resistance and viscosity of the air suddenly dropped. As Song Jian continued to move forward, the air quickly recovered.

”Strange place!” Song Jian was consciously alert.

At this moment, a pale-haired head suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes were poked blindly, and he kept blood, looking very miserable;

”The 17th stroke of Fei Yan's sword method. Fei Yan looked back. What should be used to crack?”

”If you want to practice the spirit snake swordsmanship, you must practice that swordsmanship to the full?”

...

This head stared at Song Jian with blinded eyes.

Song Jian's face sank, his sword in his hand swept forward, and a bright golden sword filled the entire passage;

Bright cut!

Bright Sword has such a strong restraint ability against this dark monster, the golden sword swiftly passed, the old skull that kept questioning disappeared.

With a somber face, Song Jian continued to move forward. He didn't receive the prompt to kill the monster, nor did he gain combat experience. The scene just now was either an illusion or his own attack, which did not hurt the opponent at all.

”This hall is even more dangerous than imagined!” Song Jian secretly said.

He continued to walk forward for more than half an hour. Song Jian always walked in the same stone wall passageway, feeling even numb.