After a while, several streaks of light rushed over from afar.
When she got closer, Yun Chujiu saw that there were two old men at the front. One of the old men’s sword spirit was a fierce tiger, and the other old man’s sword spirit was a python.
At first glance, it was no different from an ordinary sword spirit, but if one looked carefully, one could see the difference.
The fierce tiger actually had a pair of fleshy wings on its back, and the Python had a slightly smaller head on its head. It was actually a two-headed python.
It seemed that the sword spirits of these two old men were both ancient sword spirits.
Hundreds of inner sect disciples followed behind the two old men. When she saw one of them, Yun Chujiu’s eyes flickered. That person was none other than Yin Zhenfan.
Qian Yan also saw Yin Zhenfan and could not help but shiver. What bad luck. Why did this Yin Zhenfan choose the tremor sword ruins? !