C1351 The Sickle of the Death God will Appear and Reap the Battlefield

"I think only the Xuan family can forge such a supreme divine weapon."

After a short period of shock, Xia Ming regained his senses and sighed with emotion. As he spoke, he turned to look at Xuan Qingyue and nodded with a smile, "Qingyue, thank you for your hard work!"

She hadn't rested for the past two days. From the refinement of the black metal to the final forging and molding