"I have to search for his soul again." Su Wan walked quickly towards Yuan Qing.

"Wait a minute!" Lang Xing rushed forward and grabbed Su Wan's hand. His expression was like that of a hunter who has found his prey, revealing tension and excitement, and his breathing became rapid.

Su Wan also became nervous immediately. She couldn't help but hold Lang Xing's hand tightly and looked at Lang Xing without saying a word.

"Quick!" Lang Xing pointed at Yuan Qing.

Su Wan understood and grabbed Yuan Qing in the air.

Lang Xing didn't have time to speak. He stared at the situation outside with an anxious expression. He used his spiritual energy to condense a picture in front of Su Wan. The picture showed an empty valley, and the pale drunken man was pinching his hands.

When Jue cast his spell, there was a ball of colorful light three to four hundred feet away from him, and a figure further away, who looked like Tian Qing.

"That's it now!" Lang Xing said urgently.

"Okay!" Su Wan responded without thinking.

Neither of them expected the opportunity to come so suddenly. Lang Xing could see clearly that the old guy was trying to seal the Shui Ting Sword, and the unruly Tian Ting Spirit was resisting unyieldingly. Such a good opportunity might be

It would be lost in the blink of an eye. Su Wan could not see very clearly. She only saw Zui Qing working, but she had no idea what he was working on.

Lang Xing's previous guess was correct. He was drunk and seriously injured and did not dare to linger in the wilderness. After returning to meet Tian Qing, he took out the Qiankun bag that had been sealed with several restrictions from the secret realm.

At the same time, he also took out the Purple Sun Sword and the Water Ting Sword. What he didn't expect was that the Water Ting Sword would immediately attack him as soon as he left the secret realm. Such a powerful weapon spirit was really rare.
Chapter completed!