After Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, he didn't care and chased after him.
He didn't want the meat in his mouth to be gone just like that.
If he can catch up, he plans to use his pseudo-Heaven Soul to fight hard, or directly use the Emperor Soul Fire...
In short, he has decided on this sword spirit!
With great speed, his soul power opened up and locked onto the sword spirit perfectly.
As he followed, the sword spirit didn't know if he was really afraid of him. As he ran, he mobilized his sword energy to sweep towards him.
Jiang Xiaobai didn't care at all.
The ancient mark between the eyebrows became more and more dazzling, and he resisted directly.
He didn't notice that he was already going infinitely deeper at this moment.
Two hours later, Jiang Xiaobai's figure stopped.
At this moment, he entered a bamboo forest, a bamboo forest that seemed to be bottomless.
More sword flowers can be seen below the bamboo forest.
Here, the sword energy has reached an unbelievable level.
It feels really vast and boundless.
Jiang Xiaobai was in it, like a living target, being crazily baptized by the sword energy.
But Jiang Xiaobai still didn't care and still found it here.
According to his speculation.
This should be the core of the sword burial place.
The sword spirit disappeared after rushing in, so it must be hiding somewhere.
As his figure swayed, he had just taken a step, and suddenly his face changed slightly, with a sudden tingling sensation.
While pulling it, he saw a sword insect being held in his hand.
Jiang Xiaobai's expression changed.
The sword insects here are even more terrifying.
No wonder the sword spirit escaped here, probably intending to use these natural barriers to stop him.
But it's a pity.
This sword spirit may be disappointed.
In the cold light, his pupils turned blue, and the breath of ice Gu swept away.
Ice Gu is the most powerful Gu.
That is the absolute superior.
The moment the aura became turbulent, Jiang Xiaobai's soul power moved, and a large number of sword insects flew directly up.
Densely packed.
Hundreds, thousands, and finally tens of thousands.
The amount of fear makes people with trypophobia feel their scalp numb and nauseated.
Jiang Xiaobai did not expect that this small area contained such a terrifying number of sword insects.
Strangely, he brought these sword insects in with him.
Under the breath of ice Gu, the number of sword insects around him continued to increase, and finally a barrier was formed around him, just enough to resist the sword energy sweeping in from all around.
It's quite interesting.
And Jiang Xiaobai felt very happy and relaxed.
Because there was no danger, he summoned the nine-tailed cat and the golden phoenix again.
When the two appeared, they fell directly on his shoulders.
"Where is this?"
The nine-tailed cat's voice was filled with confusion: "Have you left the place where the sword is buried?"
"Holy shit, you're not dead? Wait, this...he's leaving!"
Jin Feng's voice beside him was trembling: "You...you actually ran to the deepest part of the Sword Burial Ground?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jinfeng's pupils shrank again: "Damn, there are so many sword insects!"
But after saying that, it gradually realized something was wrong.
Because these sword insects did not mean to attack, but were flying around, following Jiang Xiaobai's figure.
"how so?"
Jinfeng's voice sounded strange.
According to his understanding, there are families that can control sword insects, just like the one named Zhu.
The Zhu family is the most sword-wielding family.
There are sword bamboos and sword insects in the family.
However, there is a limit to the number of sword insects controlled by the Zhu family, and the highest number is only more than thirty.
Jiang Xiaobai, this is good, there are tens of thousands of them, right?
Is this damn thing done by humans?
As Jinfeng said, it thought of something again: "By the way, where is the sword spirit?"
"He ran here and disappeared!"
Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded: "You can really escape!"
"escape?"
Jinfeng was shocked again.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is the first time he has heard the word escape appearing in Sword Spirit.
Are you kidding me?
This sword spirit with wisdom is really called a fierce one. It kills people when it sees them. Is that its character?
How could you escape?
Jinfeng was puzzled at the moment.
What happened after Jiang Xiaobai stuffed it into that space?
It got curious.
Really curious.
"Well, he escaped very quickly!"
Jiang Xiaobai responded softly: "I have to find it out!"
"Stop making trouble and get out of here!"
Jin Feng's voice sounded: "You are lucky. The sword spirit may be in a good mood and has no intention of killing you. The best thing to do is to leave quickly!"
"Don't leave!"
As Jiang Xiaobai spoke, he continued to walk forward.
The sword energy here is even stronger.
But with the sword insect as a natural barrier, he was actually safe here.
As he continued to enter, a figure with a golden light seal came galloping towards the area where he had previously been fighting against the sword spirit.
If Jiang Xiaobai were here, he would definitely recognize that this is Tong Zhe.
But Tong Zhe came back.
After Tong Zhe appeared here, he looked around as if he was looking for something.
Finally he discovered something and picked up a fragment from the ground.
That was the fragment of the dagger.
Tong Zhe looked at the fragment and said with shock on his face: "Such a powerful sword spirit. The spirit dagger given to me from above can't even trap it?"
As he spoke, Tong Zhe looked around again.
Then he noticed a place full of blood. Tong Zhe frowned, then shook his head and said: "Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai, why do you need to be such a standout!"
While Tong Zhe shook his head, his eyes flashed with a bit of ridicule, and finally he glanced towards the depths: "Hey, it's not easy to meet a fellow villager in this world, and he's still dead!"
Yes.
This was not the first time he had witnessed the horror of the sword spirit.
Jiang Xiaobai's strength is terrifying, but here, he shouldn't be able to escape the fate of death.
While shaking his head, Tong Zhe took out his cell phone from his body.
After making a call, Tong Zhe said in very standard English: "Miss Tang, the spirit dagger you entrusted to me also failed! The sword spirit has escaped!"
"Um!"
The voice on the other side of the phone was cold and sounded like he was not in a good mood: "You..."
As soon as he said a word, Tong Zhe heard the sound of retching from the other side of the phone.
"Ms. Tang, are you okay?"
Tong Zhe's voice sounded.
But after he finished speaking, the other party did not respond. After a moment, the cold voice sounded: "You can continue to stay over there. I asked Liu Zhengxin to send you something. All you have to do is try your best.
The earth is on the grand ceremony, and this thing is broken to pieces on the great sword!"
"What?"
Tong Zhe's voice was filled with confusion.
"You'll know then!"
After the cold voice fell, he said: "Hang up!"
"etc!"
Tong Zhe's voice sounded.
"Do you have anything else to do?"
The cold voice sounded again.
"That's right!"
Tong Zhe's voice sounded, he hesitated, and then said: "I saw an old acquaintance!"