"Senior, what are the weapons I dug out before?"

Qi Yun asked respectfully.

"Some short swords contain strange powers, and even if they are separated, they have not rusted."

The old god king spoke.

He pulled out a blue short sword from his sleeve, two feet long and two fingers wide, and flashed green light, mysterious.

A strange look suddenly appeared in Qi Yun's eyes.

This blue dagger is the same as the black magic sword.

Something in the world of cultivation?

A huge wave was stirring in his heart.

There is indeed something wrong with this world.

Everyone around them was even more surprised.

"Senior, where is that platform?"

The Buddha could not ask respectfully.

"It's in the seal and will be opened."
Chapter completed!