The sound of the ground being torn apart was extremely loud.

He held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled out the sword.

The dim sword body has no violent sword energy, and is simple and impermanent.

But with just one glance, the Jingwu Divine Lord seemed to know something.

He widened his eyes and pointed at the sword, his voice trembling.

"This sword..."

"It's the Dead Dragon Sword!"

Bai Ye said calmly.

"Die...Die Dragon Sword?"

The expression of Jingwu Shenzun has completely solidified.

He never expected that this person's sword was actually the Dead Dragon Sword!

No wonder he couldn't see through this sword before...

But soon, the Jingwu God Lord came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and adjusted his turbulent state of mind. The man said again: "But even if that's the case, what can you do? Even if you have the Dead Dragon Sword, it will be useless.

, Your soul realm is too low and you cannot exert the true power of the Dead Dragon Sword. You are like a child holding a giant sword. Although the giant sword is powerful, you cannot swing it!"

"Yeah?"

Bai Ye said with a decent move of his fingers.

Suddenly, a terrifying halo burst out from the sword body of the Death Dragon Sword.

The face of the Jingwu God Lord changed instantly. Before the person could move, he saw the sword body rushing out of the sword force, which filled the entire cliff hall like a torrent.

The Jingwu God Lord was stunned.

He stared blankly at the sword power of the dead dragon surrounding him. After a long time, the talent murmured.
Chapter completed!