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Everyone's faces were very solemn, and for them, every minute and every second was undoubtedly an ordeal.

Half a day passed, and everyone found nothing.

The sky gradually darkened, and in the dense spring space of the night, a gloomy cold wind suddenly blew, and a hideous and terrifying roar continued to be heard around.

At night, the undead spirits seemed to become even more manic.

At this moment, in front of everyone, in a bare mountain col, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes very suddenly.

It was a very vague transparent figure, it seemed to be a yin spirit, but there was no trace of yin qi, but it was certain that it was not a living person.

Han Xiao raised his eyes and saw that the back was slender and straight, with long hair draped around his waist, dressed in a white robe, and his eyes looked at the deep mountains in the distance, as if he was muttering something.

"What is that?" Xu Shaoqing put the magic sword across his chest and looked at the figure tremblingly, "Could it be that he is the monster who opened the seal?"

"It seems to be a soul!" Han Xiao's pupils shrank slightly, and he said his inner guess.

He activated the [Yin Yang Pupil] in an instant just now, and through the layers of miasma, he saw a sword in that illusory figure.

The front is black, the back is white, and on the blade of the sword, there are some incomprehensible inscriptions, emitting an evil red light.

"Well, it's supposed to be a machine soul. The old blind man's face sank like water, and he muttered, "If I am not mistaken, it is a very special sword, full of resentment. ”

Wang Chen suddenly realized in his heart that those red lights were actually the power of resentment.

"What kind of sword is that?" Han Xiao looked back at Zhang Ruoxu and asked in a deep voice, "Did the Immortal Sword Sect ever suppress any magic swords in the Lock Demon Tower?"

"This ......" Zhang Ruoxu pondered for a moment before he said slowly: "I don't know, but that white figure is very similar to an ancestor of our Immortal Sword Sect." ”

"Immortal Sword Sect Patriarch?"

Everyone looked at Zhang Ruoxu with an inquiring look in their eyes.

"Hmm. Zhang Ruoxu nodded very solemnly, "Our ancestors of the Immortal Sword Sect will leave portraits in the ancestral shrine, and the figure in front of him, although his face is a little blurry, is very similar to the fourth generation of patriarchs, Jiang Yunfan. ”

"Is that the ancestor of the Fairy Sword Sect who was dragged into the Lock Demon Tower by the fox demon?" Han Xiao's heart tightened, and he suddenly remembered that his eldest brother Meng Fei had told him that Jiang Yunfan, the fourth-generation head of the Fairy Sword Sect, was on the verge of death when he escorted a fox demon into the Lock Demon Tower, and was dragged into the enchantment together, and never came out again.

Could it be that Jiang Yunfan, because of this encounter, was resentful, and finally turned into a sword soul of a magic sword?

Isn't that ridiculous?

"Hmm. Zhang Ruoxu glanced at Han Xiao with some surprise, "Brother Han, this is the top secret of my Immortal Sword Sect, you actually know it?"

Zhang Ruoxu, as the most outstanding third-generation disciple of the inner sect of the Immortal Sword Sect, is basically the future Great Elder or the candidate for the head of the sect, so he has the opportunity to come into contact with these secrets. Ordinary disciples are not qualified to know these things at all.

Han Xiao didn't answer Zhang Ruoxu's doubts, but continued to ask, "Then do you know, your ancestor master, his sword, is it a yin and yang sword with one side black and one side white?"

"Yes!" Zhang Ruoxu nodded and replied.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Han Xiao and the old blind man changed at the same time, and among the people present, only the two of them "saw" that there was a "Yin and Yang Two Yi Sword" hidden in that figure.

If it is really as Zhang Ruoxu said, then this strange figure is really the fourth generation patriarch of the Fairy Sword Sect, Jiang Yunfan!

"Hey!" Han Xiao relied on the evil dragon body, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, and yelled at the figure, "Who are you?"

Jiang Yunfan, oh no, it should be said that it was the mysterious sword soul, and suddenly glanced back at Han Xiao and the others.

In his pupils, there was a crimson blood light, like a demon escaping from purgatory, exuding an incomparably terrifying fierce light.

That kind of gaze, like the devil of the Nine Hells, wants to choose people to devour!

"Shhh

However, to everyone's surprise, the sword soul did not rush towards everyone, but shot towards a deep mountain, the speed was as fast as lightning, and soon, the figure disappeared into a mountain range in front of it and disappeared.

"Catch up!" Han Xiao shouted, grabbed Ye Xuan and Qiu Wanyun's jade hands, nodded at the old blind man, and then urged his body to chase in the direction where the sword soul disappeared.

The sword soul that looked like Jiang Yunfan flew and jumped in the mountain range, and after a short time, it entered a cave in this mountain range.

Han Xiao and his party chased them until they reached the entrance of the cave before they stopped.

When they arrived here, the miasma became a lot thicker again, and the golden light of the "Taiqing Pure Yang Fu" on everyone's body exploded, and under the attack of the miasma, the speed of consumption of those golden runes also accelerated a lot.

Han Xiao raised his eyes and saw that the cave in front of him was about ten meters high, and they stood at the entrance of the cave, as small as ants.

The huge hole, like the devil's wide open mouth, waits for food to be delivered.

"Boom!"

The "Tai Qing Pure Yang Fu" on the shoulder of a member of the Phantom Sword Alliance suddenly rose with golden light, and the rune paper actually burned directly, and the terrifying miasma was like countless hideous devils, and swept towards him crazily, and it was about to completely engulf him.

Fortunately, Han Xiao's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly took out a piece of talisman paper and pressed it on his shoulder, and at the same time, with a wave of his big hand, he punched away the miasma that rushed over.

The member of the Illusory Sword Alliance was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he collapsed directly to the ground, looking at Han Xiao in shock, his face turned pale.

Just now, just a little bit, she would be eroded by the miasma and turn into a pool of blood.

"Therefore, everyone should pay attention to replacing the Taiqing Yang Talisman in time, and don't wait until the runes on the rune paper are almost worn out. ”

The old blind man reminded in a deep voice: "The concentration of the miasma here has increased again, and the frequency of everyone replacing the Taiqing Pure Yang Talisman will also increase. I don't think we'll last three days!"

Everyone's palms were sweating slightly, and the old blind man's words were undoubtedly another critical blow, which made everyone's hearts directly rise to their throats.

The time given to them is getting shorter and shorter, and the shadow of death makes people feel cold in their hands and feet.

"Go ahead. Han Xiao pulled up the companion on the ground, took the lead, and strode into the dark and deep cave.

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