"This, this is ...... Omen or hallucination?" the image flashed in the swordman's mind, he wasn't sure, but no matter what, he had to go and confirm it.

"Gu Ling passed away smoke, I am very sure to inform you, I didn't take the Yuansheng Creation Ball, I have something important to do now, if you obstruct it, then I won't die with the smoke!" The Tibetan Sword Man straightened up, his expression solemn with three points of anxiety.

"Yan Du is not afraid of any threat, what if you can take my last move and let you go?"

"Painting the void is a god, condensing the sword is a spirit, there is nothing in all directions, it is a human sword!" "The ancient tomb passed away from the smoke of the recitation, the sword qi condensed from the void, at this time, the entire Xiaoxiao twilight rain was filled with the sword spirit condensed by the ancient tomb smoke, and even the sword qi around the Xiaoxiao twilight rain was absorbed by the ancient tomb smoke There is only one sword spirit between heaven and earth at the moment, that is, the sword of the ancient tomb passing smoke.

"Go!" the sword spirit condensed, shooting through the air towards the hidden sword man, and even the air was cut off by the sword spirit, and a meteor shot out, and everything in the place where the sword spirit passed was destroyed.

"Since that's the case, then come!" Seeing the sword spirit breaking through the sky, the Tibetan sword man showed a frenzy in his cloak, and the real anger burst out, the dust robbery sword attracted the power of karmic fire, and the purple-red karmic fire red lotus revolved around the dust robbery sword, and the Tibetan sword population sprayed blood to the dust robbery sword, the lotus blood bathed in blood seemed to add fuel to the fire, the flames rose, and a lotus pedestal rose from the feet of the Tibetan sword man, wrapping the sword man who rushed towards the flying sword spirit.

The red lotus and the sword spirit collided with a meteor like a comet, one supported a long tail, and the other gathered into a line, and there was a sudden explosion, and a series of violent noises broke out in the Xiaoxiao twilight rain, and the afterglow caused a series of reactions, and the energy swept across the periphery of the Xiaoxiao twilight rain like the end of the world, but the automatic defense of the formation still could not withstand the impact of the two innate levels, and it was shattered in an instant.

"Poof!"

The two of them spurted blood from their mouths at the same time, and the smoke of the ancient tomb was inevitably seriously injured and kept retreating, and the black sword shot the residual strength of the shock back towards the exposed stone wall on one side.

The Tibetan Sword Man was diametrically opposed to the Ancient Tomb Passing Smoke, the karmic fire was sprayed with essence blood and the lotus flower was angry, becoming more and more red, and the speed was not reduced at all, and it went straight towards the Ancient Tomb Passing Smoke.

"Senseless attachment, you burn essence and blood, even if you leave, how long can you last?" Gu Ling Yanyan has begun to believe that the Hidden Sword Man has not taken the Yuansheng Creation Ball, and it is really unwise to make enemies for the smoke capital, so it is better to investigate the problem of the Yuansheng Creation Ball and the control of the Troll God now.

Therefore, when Gu Ling saw the red lotus shot by the Tibetan sword man, he did not stop it, and he dodged to the side and watched the Tibetan sword man control the red lotus and leave the twilight rain.

"It's time for me to leave too, is the Yuansheng Creation Ball really not in Xiaoxiao Twilight Rain or does he not break through Xiaoxiao Twilight Rain in the first place?" Gu Ling Yanyan didn't get an answer, and he didn't plan to continue to break in, he had a life to enter and not come out, and he groaned, Gu Ling Yanyan still planned to go back to recuperate his injuries first, and in the end, he was really injured.

The Tibetan sword man harnessed the red lotus and flew out of the twilight rain, and the light circled in the air and went straight to the direction where he had come, although he saw Ji Wufang's figure, but he didn't remember the specific location, so he had to plan to look for it along the way.

"Sister Ji, you must wait for me!" The Hidden Sword Man wished that the image in his mind was his hunch, because then he still had a chance to stop it, and now he lacked time, but he would not give up.

The red lotus galloped in the air with its long tail, and the sword collector also extended the power of his divine consciousness to the greatest extent, but there was still no flawless news along the way, and there was no familiar scene in his mind.

When the Hidden Sword Man came to the broken mountain where he had defeated the troll god before, he slowed down, and the picture in his memory was in a small forest, so he only needed to find a small forest similar to the one in his memory.

Although the Hidden Sword Man was anxious, he still meticulously did not let go of any of the woods, because if there was a forest that was not detected, it was possible that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Huh, the mountain?" When the sunset fell, the Tibetan Sword Man finally showed a trace of joy, and in the direction of the sunset, a mountain peak was very similar to the background in the picture, and the Tibetan Sword Man immediately flew towards the peak.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking in all directions, there were four small woods nearby, and the sword-keeper ran to the nearest one first, but to his disappointment, he had no impression of this place.

"It doesn't seem to be here, go to the next place......" The sword collector didn't stay long and went straight to the second place, but the sword collector's heart began to fall, and it wasn't here.

However, it was not all confirmed, there was still half a chance, he would not give up easily, the hand of the sword man holding his fist was a little bloodstained, and he didn't pay attention to the fingers piercing the palm, and he warned himself that there was still hope.

When the Hidden Sword Man came to the third place, he was disappointed again, but he still hurried to the fourth place, and the last place was not sure that he would not die.

And when the sword man came to the fourth place, he knew that he had really found the right place, and his glance was basically the same as the picture in his mind.

However, he did not relax, Ji Wufang's trace has not yet been found, he hopes that the picture is a premonition, so that he will definitely meet Ji Wufang here.

But as soon as he walked around a large tree, he suddenly looked straight at the ruined scene in front of him, and told him that there had been a battle here, and that the freshness of the broken trunks and stubble should not have been long.

"Am I a step too late?" the sword-keeper couldn't believe it, and then frantically searched around, and finally the sword-keeper finally found a blood-stained rag on a tree branch.

"This is the fabric on Sister Ji's cloak!" The swordsman ripped off the bloody cloth and held it in his hand, and finally determined that this place was the address in the picture, and Ji Wufang had fought here.

In this way, the picture is also true, Sister Ji ...... "The sword man lost his mind and followed the traces of the battle to the final place of "seeing", and the blood that had already coagulated was very conspicuous, but there was no flawless figure.

The Tibetan sword man looked at the bloodstains with blank eyes, and the picture flashed back in his mind again, it was a white-haired man who saw that he was dressed as a Buddha, that is, he hit Ji Flawless's vital point with a palm, Ji Flawless fell to the dust like a defeat, and the blood could not stop pouring to the ground, and then Ji Flawless's eyes slowly closed, and the palm holding the sword also fell to the ground, and the picture came to an abrupt end.

The Tibetan Sword Man saw confusion, the desire for life, and the despair of losing life in his flawless eyes.

"Poof~" The Tibetan Sword Man was in a hurry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out like a rain of blood in the sky, and his originally dilapidated body could no longer suppress the injury, and then his eyes turned black and he fainted in the place where Ji Wufang had fallen.