C575 Twelve sword ancestors

Beside Shi Buwei, the old man's eyes flickered with a strange light, his face was full of anticipation. Because of his agitation, his entire body was trembling, "A Peerless Divine Weapon made from the blood and sweat of his life, it's about to appear!"

The old man was a peak Heavenly Treasure Master, even in this Pseudo-immortal realm, his position was incomparably noble