This spiritual sword is best when it falls into Xingchen's hands. He has high spiritual power, so maybe the spiritual sword can recognize him as the main one.

He would not use it to deal with Lingshan if he had the spirit sword. He could rest assured that he would never have made things difficult for his fellow practitioners if he had the spirit sword.

Even under Pingbo's sect, he did not start a murder. Except for Yu Weiyou, he had never killed other fellow practitioners. Yu Weiyou must die. How arrogant he was when he committed a murder on Lingshan. When Han Yiming thought of him eating Senior Brother Baiying, he became extremely angry. Therefore, Xingchen killed him, and Han Yiming never even asked.

Xingchen won’t attack his fellow practitioners even if he takes the spirit sword. He will only deal with him if he takes the spirit sword...

Han Yiming suddenly jumped up. Xingchen really won’t attack his fellow practitioners, he will attack the divine beast!

When he killed Qinglong, Han Yiming only thought that he was seeking revenge for Lingshan. After all, the destruction of Lingshan was unrelated to the Qinglong.

If Qinglong had not come to fight with Kui Zun's divine beast, how could Lingshan be defeated by Pingbo? Even if they broke through the barrier of Lingshan, what could they do if Kui Zun guarded it?

Qinglong destroyed Lingshan in order to kill Xiaoguai, causing many teachers to be silent. Stars slaying dragons undoubtedly avenged Lingshan.

But was he going to kill Zhuque to seize Xilan?

Han Yiming remembered a vermilion bird feather sent by Master Bai Ying in the past. Since he could get the vermilion bird feather, the master and the vermilion bird must have a friendship, but Xingchen still killed the vermilion bird. He was not famous for killing the vermilion beast, so would he stop killing the vermilion bird?

Is he also ahead? If he is also ahead, then is he coming west to kill the White Tiger?

What he said clearly flashed in his heart: "Have you ever thought that the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black womb is a divine beast guarding all directions. Now both the east and the south have changed the god of guarding. Although the lord of the east has not appeared yet, I think the fish and dragon Xiaoyao will most likely become the lord of the east. The lord of the lord of the earth has been replaced by the Zhurong clan. What about the west and the north?"

Han Yiming suddenly sweated in his vest. Xingchen had been leaving Lingshan for some time. When he left that day, Han Yiming asked him where he was going, but he refused to reply. Now the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was right in front of him.

Did Wuming and Qingshi really take the spirit sword and send it to him?

Even though Han Yiming hoped that this was just his guess, thinking of this, the guess became more and more real.

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that Xingchen must have gone straight to the White Tiger, otherwise how could he go quietly?

But after thinking about it, he never knew what Xingchen wanted to do beforehand, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Yuanhui walked towards the West Sea again. Han Yiming thought for a moment and followed him.

But Han Yiming made up his mind this time that he was not enough to fight with the divine beast alone. He borrowed his spiritual power to kill the Qinglong and Zhuque. This time he wanted to kill the White Tiger, and he must also use his spiritual power. When he saw him, he told him that he would not kill the White Tiger with him, and that he would not let him use the spiritual power, and that he might be able to stop.

Now that no one is chasing behind him, Han Yiming and Yuanhui are much more relaxed. Yuanhui's steps are light, but Han Yiming cannot get up.

The nightmare of last night has been lingering in his mind, and he can't help but worry about the safety of Qingzhubiao.

After walking for a while, Han Yiming said, "Senior Brother, let's take a break."

Yuanhui looked around and saw that they were walking to a huge reef. The edge of the reef was sharp and the top was flat, just right for sitting down. He nodded and said, "Stay here for a break."

The two of them sat down. Han Yiming looked at Yuanhui for a moment and asked, "Senior Brother, did you dream last night?"

Yuan Hui looked at him and smiled, "Junior brother, are you still thinking about your dream?"

Han Yiming said: "I can't help but think of this dream."

Yuan Hui said: "I was too tired yesterday and slept very well last night. I didn't even dream and slept until I woke up."

Although Han Yiming listened to his words, he felt a little relaxed, but he felt unbelievable. On the one hand, he felt that this dream was done by himself, so what does it have to do with him? On the other hand, he was contradictory: Is that really his dream? He couldn't tell the difference.

Yuan Hui looked around and said, "They dare not follow him, but we don't know how long we will go? There is not much dry food and no water to drink."

Han Yiming looked forward when he heard this, except for the vast sea, there was nothing unusual.

The two of them took a break and then walked forward. Perhaps because of last night's dream, Han Yiming was prepared for Yuanhui, and was cautious along the way and silently remained silent.

Yuanhui didn't talk to him, but just walked forward. The sea water of the West Sea retreated at their feet, revealing the reefs in the sea. After they left, the water covered the reefs again.

After walking until the afternoon, I saw that the water waves on the sea had a light golden luster. Han Yiming knew that the sky was getting dark again, and the road ahead was still unknown.

Yuan Hui stopped the footsteps and said, "Junior brother, let's take another night in the West Sea."

At this time, the two of them had already been far away from the coast and were in the vast sea. Pingbo Sect and Chen Rufeng's disciples could not catch up with him, but Han Yiming was extremely guarded. Although he did not show up on his face, he felt that Yuan Hui was at his side was extremely dangerous. He didn't know how he would attack him, and even when he would attack him.

He sat down aside, thinking that Qingshuang Sword might compete with Tengjiao Sword.

The Qingshuang Sword is also one of the four spiritual swords in Lingshan, but this sword must not be compared with Mingyuan, so it is naturally weaker than the Tengjiao Sword. Han Yiming didn't know how Yuan Hui's cultivation is.

In the past, Yuanhui's cultivation was not strong when slaying dragons. He was the weakest among the disciples who killed demons, but is he really weak?

Han Yiming suddenly realized that he knew very little about Yuanhui, but Yuanhui knew a lot about him.

It was his own way to split Lingshan. I wonder how much he knew about the reconstruction of Lingshan? If it were his own way to hear that he rebuild his sect, he would look at his cultivation with a different eye and would never dare to underestimate him.

Although the dream last night was untestable, as soon as Han Yiming thought about it, he felt the coldness penetrated his heart and was extremely careful with Yuanhui.

Suddenly, I heard Yuan Hui say, "Junior brother, what are you thinking? Why are you worried?"

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Yuan Hui was looking at him with a smile.

He said, "Senior Brother, I'm thinking, I'm wondering what's going on in the sect? Senior Brother and Sister don't have to worry about me, but the new disciples always make me worry."

Yuan Hui smiled and said, "Junior brother is so worried. The new disciples each have their master's guidance. Why do you need to worry like this? If you worry about everything, what's the use of their master?"

Han Yiming had to admit that Yuan Hui was right.

At this moment, he was alert. The dream last night was a big rock in his heart. He wanted to throw it away but couldn't, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.
Chapter completed!