The wind felt that the God-Slaying Sword was a little unsavory.

Don't think about it.

Since the human race worships divine weapons and has received three chances to save lives, other races will not be too bad.

If you have what you have and others don’t have it, it must be extremely precious.

But if you have it yourself and others have it too, the preciousness will suddenly decrease a lot.

The God-Slaying Knife said disdainfully: "What qualifications do the divine weapons worshiped by all races have to compare with me? They are all garbage. Even if they are added together, they cannot compete with me.

Divine weapons are also divided into levels. Do you think that powerful divine weapons can really be used by everyone?”

He was looked down upon for no reason, and he was also a little angry.

The ancestors also need face.

His God-Slaying Sword is a famous divine weapon in the world, and now it is an unprecedented eight-tribulation ancestor soldier. Apart from the Zhoutian Star Map and the Sanhua Sword, who can compete with him?

At most, the Jingzhe Knife in Chu Kuang's hand was added.

Feng thought that other garbage magic weapons could also be matched by him, so the God-Slaying Sword felt insulted.

"Your Excellency misunderstood, I don't mean that."

Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and explained.

at the same time.

He also agreed with the words of the Divine Killing Sword.

Indeed, it is hard to find magical weapons.
Chapter completed!