The aura of the Blue Immortal Sword in the air became more intense, not as fleeting as the previous time. Qing Ming followed this breath through the streets and alleys of Wuhua Prefecture, and finally even jumped and ran on the rooftop.

Although the aura of the Qing Ming Sword is still long-lasting and strong, Qing Ming does not dare to be careless, in case this aura disappears again, the clues he has managed to find will be interrupted, which is the result that Qing Ming does not want to see.

I don't know how long it took, Qing Ming felt Xiao Qing's breath getting closer and closer, and finally he stopped in the depths of another barren and remote alley, only to see that there was nothing around him except for the fence and some broken stones scattered around.

And Xiaoqing's aura reached its maximum here.

Qing Ming searched everywhere, but did not see Xiaoqing's figure.

At this moment, he noticed a trace on one of the walls, similar to the traces of cracks, similar to the texture of the surrounding walls, but with subtle differences.

If it weren't for good eyesight and strong perception, ordinary people wouldn't have been able to discover that there was another mystery here.

Qing Ming stretched out his palm and pushed the wall forward, he found that the wall had moved, and he was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but increase his strength.

"Boom!" there was a loud sound, and the stone-walled door spun around, revealing a passageway.

Qing Jing didn't think about it, and walked in directly, and after Qing Ming entered, the door returned to the shape of the wall.

After entering, Qing Ming found that this was also a long and narrow passage, and behind the passage was an open square, and there were more than ten or twenty holes around the square, and the cave entrances were small and large in the middle, looking like eyes.

This place is so familiar!Qing Ming looked around, and the administration couldn't help but have a feeling that he seemed to have been here before.

Qing Ming recalled it, but still couldn't think of it, so he didn't want to think about it, and stepped out of the corridor where he was.

When Qing Ming appeared in that wide square, countless eyes cast at him.

"Who is it? How dare you trespass into the Ghost Eye Prison!" a loud voice suddenly appeared.

Qing Ming took a closer look and found that there was a guard standing at every hole on the opposite side of the square, and he didn't even notice their presence because he was looking for Xiao Qing before.

The dozen or so people took a step forward, and the halberds in their hands pointed at Qing Ming.

Qing Ming looked at them, these dozen or so people were all cultivators, and their cultivation had reached the intermediary warrior, and among their group, one even reached the upper rank of the warrior, and it was him who spoke.

"Up!" Pan Guo, the high-ranking warrior, commanded the people around him to surround Qing Ming.

Qing Ming ignored them either, staring at the entrance of the cave directly in front of him, that is, the prison behind Pan Guo, and walked straight towards him.

Pan Guo frowned, he thought that the white-haired young man in front of him was coming at him, and he couldn't help but raise the halberd in his hand, and the people around him couldn't help but be ready to fight when they saw their leader like this.

Suddenly, this square was overflowing with spiritual power, but what surprised Qing Ming was that in addition to spiritual power, there was also a very violent aura on their bodies, and this kind of aura Qing Ming was also very familiar with, it was the breath that only people who had been wandering between the death knives all year round.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qing Ming's mouth, as if no one was walking.

The surrounding guards swept towards Qing Ming under the guidance of Pan Guo, but when they were about to reach Qing Ming's side, all the scenes seemed to be still, as if they were frozen in place, unable to take a step.

Pan Guo's heart was terrified, he felt as if an invisible mountain was erecting in front of him, blocking them, and the young man in front of him walked leisurely towards him.

"How is it possible, the young man in front of him did not exude a spiritual power, could it be that his cultivation is still stronger than himself, Pan Guo turned countless thoughts in his heart, and was thinking about what to do next, his body was suddenly knocked away by a powerful thrust, and his whole body crashed towards the surrounding stone walls, and the rest of the people were in the same situation.

In an instant, wails came and went.

Pan Guo spat out a mouthful of blood, and reluctantly stood up from the ground against the wall, he found that at the moment when he flew out, there was a terrifying aura around him fluctuating, for the anger, Pan Guo is naturally no stranger, only after countless lives and deaths, after countless battles, will that kind of aura be formed on his body.

And he, the anger on the white-haired young man's body was extremely terrifying, and in front of him, the anger of himself and his subordinates around him was as small as a river seeing the sea.

Pan Guo's face was horrified, and he kept a sound, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He tried to raise the halberd in his hand to fight again, as a dead soldier, he would not fall at the last moment, they would always be on the battlefield.

But the hand holding the halberd did not obey the call, and trembled slightly.

When Pan Guo looked at the young man again, the young man also glanced at him, his eyes were facing each other, Pan Guo's hand was weak, and the halberd in his hand fell to the ground.

The young man's dark eyes were deep and inky, and there seemed to be a cyan flame burning in the depths of his eyes, and an invisible force instantly invaded Pan Guo, and he felt that in front of this young man, no matter how he struggled, he was not the opponent of the young man, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly arose in his heart.

Even so, his belief as a samurai still supported him, and a voice in his heart told him not to fall, so he could barely stand.

When he saw the young man in front of him walk into the prison, Pan Guo couldn't help it, his legs weakened, and he sat on the ground again.

Qing Ming walked into the eye-like hole in front of her, and the more she walked inside, the more familiar it felt, and finally remembered why she thought she had been here.

He seemed to have been arrested here before, staying in a cell with the other four people, because he thought that there was news of Lingxi, so he made a big fuss, and he was in a hurry, and he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment, which was also the reason why he didn't feel that he came here before and couldn't remember.

Qing Ming retracted his thoughts, and after a while, he walked to the middle of this cell, and Qing Ming saw the fire in front of him from a distance, and a blue light was swaying in the fire.

It was the Qing Ying Sword that he had lost, and his heart was full of joy, and he walked forward and picked up the longing sword from the fire. After he came to Wuhua Prefecture, he was looking for the whereabouts of the Qingying Sword every day, but it was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and there was still no clue to the places he had walked through, his heart was like ashes, he originally thought that he would lose him far away, but he didn't expect the Qingying Sword to appear in front of him at this moment.

"Buzz!" the Qing Ying Sword made a slight sound, as if it was also happy to reunite with its master.

"I'm sorry! From now on, I won't leave you behind, except for what you think, including everyone around me!" Qing Ming showed a determined look on his face.

"Let's go!" Qing Ming took the Qing Ying Sword and walked out of the Ghost Eye Prison.

But as soon as he got out of the prison where he was, he found that many people had gathered in that square again, and it was obvious that this wave of people had come here as new reinforcements.