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Chapter 1936: White Bone Short Sword

Before Chen Qiye could think about it, the Minister of Weapons opened the heavy iron gate that was blocked.

A creaking creaking sound came from in front of him. Chen Qiye narrowed his eyes and stared at him nervously. He wanted to know what was behind the door as soon as possible.

The thick iron door opened, and the dark scene appeared in front of Shen Qiye, and then the Weapons Minister turned on the magic lamp.

Under the faint blue light, Chen Qiye finally saw clearly what was there in this banned room.

A sword.

A short sword with a pale and broken texture emitted a fierce aura, as if he would be stabbed by that fierce power as soon as he got close.

"This is?"

Chen Qiye frowned and asked, "How many people have this sword killed?"

The Weapons Minister smiled, "I haven't killed many people, but..."

He kept his word and Chen Qiye cooperated and asked, "It's just what?"

The Weapons Minister paused and his expression became serious: "It's just that the material for forging this dagger is the bones of a peerless powerful man."

Hearing this, Chen Qiye raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Can the peerless and powerful skeletons be used as weapons materials?"

The Weapons Minister spread his hands, "At least the existence of this sword shows that bones are indeed good as materials, but we can't copy them."

"I have a kind of intuition, you might be able to control this dagger."

The Weapons Minister said: "Oles asked you to come here every day to wander around. It was probably because of this sword."

"You go and try it and see if you can control the dagger."

The words of the Minister of Weapons made Chen Qiye's eyelids jump in a bad mood.

He walked a few steps forward, and as soon as he walked into the banned room, he felt the evil spirit coming to his face.

This evil spirit is like a peerless evil god who has killed tens of billions of creatures standing in front of him.

Even if he was not targeted by that evil spirit, Chen Qiye couldn't help but slam his legs.

This thing is really scary!

Just quietly placing it there, he could feel the momentum of the peerless and fierce god. I am afraid that this momentum is only one millionth of that peerless and fierce god.

He felt that this level alone could not bear it. If he was a complete peerless ferocious god standing there, he might have died suddenly now.

"This..." Chen Qiye hesitated, thinking about whether to give up this thing, because he really couldn't bear the pressure.

He took a step back and heard the weapons minister behind him cheering him on.

Chen Qiye hesitated for a moment and would definitely work harder.

If that aura alone scares him away, it will be difficult to explain to Oles.

He took a deep breath for peace of mind.

Then, Chen Qiye used the Qinglong bloodline.

The blood of the blue dragon, which was like a surging river, was running in his body, providing him with extremely powerful power.

Chen Qiye discovered that as soon as the Qinglong bloodline was running, the terrifying pressure was instantly reduced by more than half.

It seems that he guessed it right, the Qinglong bloodline can indeed cure these strange things!

Chen Qiye swallowed his saliva nervously and took a step forward.

The pressure was a little stronger, but it was not so strong that he could not resist.

Moreover, feeling the pressure, the Qinglong bloodline also helped him resist.

Standing there for two breaths, Chen Qiye felt that the pressure was much weakened, all thanks to the Qinglong bloodline.

Chen Qiye's confidence in his heart has increased a lot. If the Qinglong bloodline is so strong, it would be too embarrassing if he retreats.

One step, two steps, three steps...

There were only a dozen steps from the door to the place where the dagger was placed, but Chen Qiye felt that these dozen steps were like walking on a natural chasm.

From the sixth step, every step he took could feel a hundred times more pressure.

It seemed as if his rash approach had attracted the attention of the peerless and fierce god.

If the Qinglong Bloodline hadn't helped him resist that terrifying oppressive force, Chen Qiye would have been directly crushed by that oppressive force in the sixth step.

This is not psychological oppression, this is the real majesty of a peerless and fierce god!

His Qinglong bloodline is also powerful, and when it comes to strong, it is strong. The stronger the pressure, the stronger the resistance the Qinglong bloodline brings him.

It seemed as if the Qinglong bloodline was fighting against the peerless evil god with only roots and bones here.

Even if it is just a bone, it is not an existence that Chen Qiye can fight against alone.

When he reached the sixteenth step, Chen Qiye felt the terrifying oppression force and disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

The Qinglong bloodline in his body seemed to have won a great victory, flowing through his body, and even he could feel the pleasure.

Chen Qiye raised his head and realized that he had arrived in front of the miserable white dagger.

He only needs to reach out to hold it in his hand.

The oppression of the peerless and fierce god disappeared completely, which gave Chen Qiye a chance to observe the short sword.

This short sword is very short, only as long as the forearm, and has a curved inward curve, but this curve is very weak and will even be ignored if you don't observe carefully.

This dagger... seemed to be made by hand with a complete bone. After carefully observing the dagger, Chen Qiye suddenly had this strange idea in his mind.
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