Chapter 210 Tower

Ye 23 looked at this person who looked exactly like him, and his heart was still a little awkward. He felt as if he was looking in the mirror, but the person in the mirror could speak.

The man smiled indifferently and understood his mind. His face turned into a middle-aged man. His face was long and cheekbones were high, and his skin was a little dull, but it gave people a sharp feeling.

"Where you and I are is the sword soul world of the nameless sword!" After a glance at Ye 233, who was a little surprised, he continued to say, "Everything has spirits, and weapons are the same, but the probability of their birth is very low!"

"So you are the sword soul of the nameless sword?" Ye 23 asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head, with a trace of loneliness and yearning in his eyes, and then nodded a little: "You're right. Strictly speaking, it's me, I'm it, but it's it, I'm me!"

Ye 23 is completely puzzled. What kind of logic is this? Yes, yes or no. How can it be and not!

The middle-aged man saw his doubts, pondered for a moment, and explained, "Let me tell you, this space is the sword soul, and you and I are in this space, that is to say, you and I are all part of it, that is, it!"

Ye 23 still doesn't understand, and that's not what he wants to know. At present, he is no longer serious with him in these aspects, but asks, "What should I do to leave here?"

The middle-aged man seemed to sigh with his perseverance and did not answer, but asked something unrelated: "Do you remember how you came here?"

Ye 23 lowered his head and said nothing. Since he woke up and knew that he was in such an inexplicable place, he only had the idea of how to leave here. As for anything else, he had never thought about it. After middle-aged people said this, those pictures appeared in his mind.

At that time, he felt that his strength soared and rushed up against the iron bar like a pillar of heaven. The huge pressure made his skin crack, but he did not feel any retreat at that time. He just wanted to face it, smash it and defeat it.

With a loud noise, his consciousness blurred, and vaguely, he felt as if he had been pulled by something.

Ye 23 was shocked, raised his head, looked directly at the other party, and said slowly, "I'm not me now!"

His words were very inexplicable, but the middle-aged man smiled and nodded to signal that he was right!

Ye 23's heart sank. This was just one of his ideas. Now it seems that it should be true. He always thought that he had come to this space. Now he understands that it was his soul that came here. To be precise, it was only part of it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be shocked and asked in a trembling voice, "Then am I dead?"

The soul is a person's soul. Since his soul has come here, that is to say, he is dead, at least he is dead outside.

The middle-aged man smiled and said with some gloating, "You finally understand!"

Ye 23's heart is like sinking to the bottom of the sea, his mind is chaotic, and his soul is separated from his body. If he can't return to his body within a certain period of time, then he will die. How can this make him calm down?

The middle-aged man told him so much just to see his panicked expression. Now when he sees it, he naturally smiles and laughs loudly.

Ye 23's eyes were cold and he said angrily, "What are you laughing at! Looking for death, isn't it?" His mood was already very chaotic. Hearing such a voice, he was naturally furious and looked tense.

The middle-aged man ignored his behavior at all, and a provocative look floated on his face. He stretched out his right hand, pointed his little finger at Ye 233, and then hooked and said, "Come on!"

Ye 23 rushed over and hit his face with a punch. This fist was strong and extremely fast. As long as he hit the other party, he believed that the other party's face would open the soy sauce shop.

But after a moment, he was stunned and stood there motionless. It turned out that the punch he must hit the other party's face, but there was no effect he wanted, but passed it over. Not only his fist, but even he himself passed through and passed through the other party's body.

"If you can fight, it's good to have a good fight with you!" The lonely voice of the middle-aged man came to his ears, so helpless, like a gust of wind blowing, indescribably desolate.

Ye 23 sat on the ground and looked at the place in front of him in a stunned way. His eyes gradually disappeared.

"You'd better cheer up. Sometimes living is also a kind of suffering!" The middle-aged man sighed, looked up at the foggy sky, said in a low voice, and left.

Living is also a kind of suffering. Ye Twenty-three smiled bitterly and looked around. There was really nothing here except the thin fog.

There is a crazy permanent life here, but it is also eternal loneliness and loneliness.

I don't know how long it took. The middle-aged man wanted to come and see Ye 23. After all, he was really lonely here. Finally, a man came, and he also wanted to talk to him more, but at this time, he heard Ye 23 suddenly stand up, and his eyes were as if he had just come in.

In his surprised eyes, Ye 23 began to sprint again, but this time, his pace was obviously much slower. He walked east, looked west, stopped in some places, made a mark, frowned for a while, and smiled like a madman.

His eyes never left Ye 23. It seemed that everything the teenager did made him curious. In fact, he had nothing else to look at.

In this way, he looked at him, he strolled around him, and occasionally two people talked a few words, and such days kept repeating.

Yongding City is not a city, but a manor, but its scale is similar to that of a small city. This is an extremely prosperous place with high-rise buildings and strange flowers everywhere, surrounded by colorful glows, like a holy place on earth.

There is no difference between people here. There is the best wine, the most beautiful woman, and the most luxurious buildings. As long as you have money, you can enjoy the luxury you can't imagine, but if you don't have money, then you are a dead dog and will be slaughtered at any time.

Not many people know who is behind the city, but they all know that the forces that dominate this place must be extremely horrible on the universe.

At the far north of the manor, a high tower towered into the clouds, emitting soft light. If blind people see it, they will be shocked. The whole tower is actually made of century-old jade, which is dreamlike, and the high spire has been shrouded in white clouds.

This is an iconic building in Yongding City, but its role is incredible, because it has no effect at all. This tower has no portal or any place to settle down. It is slippery everywhere, like a mirror, which is unclear, and this place also has One rule is that close to death.

There used to be many good people who thought they were very talented and wanted to find out, but none of them appeared from this continent. Over time, this tower had a name - the divine tower.

Legend has it that this pagoda is a weapon, and only those who are recognized by it can approach it.

With this mysterious legend, more people began to be ready to move. As a result, countless people disappeared. Of course, their valuable value disappeared. After all, people who can enter here will not be poor and poor.

At this moment, the mysterious pagoda still emits soft light. Suddenly, the sky flashed, and a figure rushed over. When it was adjacent to the pagoda, the wall of the mysterious pagoda was twisted, and the figure also disappeared in this distortion. Suddenly, the pagoda returned to normal and seemed to something. The same thing didn't happen.

In fact, this pagoda should be called the magic tower, because it is the old nest of the Wanmo Sect. Of course, in their opinion, they are the Wanshen Sect, and this tower is naturally called the pagoda.

In the Qiankun Continent, there are many people who know the Wanmo Sect, but no one knows that it is there. No one will think that the real center of the Wanmo Sect will be in such a golden cave.

This magic tower is really a weapon, a divine soldier, and a palace, which was refined by the founder of the Wanmo Sect.

The tower is divided into nine hundred and eighty-one floors. Each floor is strictly divided. In short, there are only a few hundred people who can enter and exit here, that is to say, the number of people entering and leaving each floor will not exceed double digits, and the higher the level, the fewer people there are.

At this moment, there are five people sitting on a chair in a room on the 80th floor!