C601 Pray for the mercy of the blue waves and the sky

"My treasured blade! My treasured saber! This daddy has saved up a treasured blade for four thousand years! "

"Humph!" At this point of time, you still have time to care about the saber.

The Profound Nether Sword lost one sentence, and directly abandoned the True God, holding its broken blade and wailing in pain, and rushed towards another True God with a long spear. In the end