Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

There really is such a sword.

The sword of the ancient **** emperor.

Looking at Han Muye, a strange color flashed on Yuan Tianjianzun's face.

Shaking his head, he said in a low voice, "The chance in this world is really not determined by man. I'm afraid you are not the son of heaven."

Speaking of which, he was slightly stunned.

The treasure house of the divine court is readily available, and the priceless treasures are thrown out without even blinking an eye.

Even **** emperor sabres, such as those who suppress the world,

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