"Senior, are you, senior? Are you practicing?"

I was very surprised, but as soon as I finished speaking.

The voice of senior suddenly rang:

"This sword came in time. I wanted to absorb its power and replenish his soul power.

But I never thought that I could feel a trace of original aura.

This must be, it must be left by my true body.

Boy, hurry up and run the Demonic Art of Burning Heaven quickly.

Inject strength into me and let me lock the position of the original aura as soon as possible. Maybe I can find my sword body..."

As soon as these words were spoken, my heart was shocked again.

In other words, isn’t the original breath of the senior only emitted by the true body of the senior?

Could it be that the senior’s sword body is near our Qingshi Town?

For a moment, I was a little excited.

If you can find the true body of your senior, rely on the powerful power of the underworld fire.

What a shitty straw lady, that's not the crippling crippling in minutes?

With this idea, there is no hesitation.

He hurriedly spoke:

"Okay senior!"

After saying that, I hurriedly sat cross-legged and quickly used the Burning Heavenly Kung Fu.

Then he reached out and hit the senior's sword.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist energy continued to convert into burning weather, and was injected into the scabbard by me.

As my burning weather poured in, the red mist emitted from the senior's sword sheath.

It's getting thicker and thicker.

The burning weather that my seniors sucked from me is getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually, I found that I couldn't hold on.

Sweat couldn't stop flowing out, but he tried his best to inject the burning weather.

"Boy, let's hold on for a while.

I have locked the approximate position and will be ready soon!"

I gasped:

"Good senior, I will continue to stick to it..."

While I opened my mouth, I continued to inject the burning weather.

In this way, I was so difficult that I almost fainted, and I persisted for more than three minutes.

Finally, the senior stopped.

And his voice sounded again, this time it became very exciting:

“Hahaha, OK.

I've locked it, right nearby.

Fifteen miles southeast, hurry up, take me there."

I seemed to be exhausted at this moment, and I kept gasping for breath.

But when I heard "fifteen miles southeast direction", my heart was shocked again.

Fifteen miles southeast, isn’t that place?

It is the cemetery where Murong Yan, a female ghost who came back from the underworld with me, lived.
Chapter completed!