The Talkative Dragon Lady
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Tian's heart skipped a beat upon seeing the giant sword flying toward him. If he did not dodge in time, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be smashed into pieces.
Shen Tian used his Divine Devouring Vine and tried to escape underground.
However, as the sword was approaching him, its size shrank quickly.
Soon, it was a long red sword that was only about a meter long.
A red light was flowing on the sword like a river as it vibrated slightly and produced a clear metal sound. Its edge was so sharp that it even managed to cut the wind apart.
It's a good sword!
A very good sword!
Shen Tian's eyes lit up. He had a sudden urge of desire.
On the one hand, his Divine Sword Constitution wanted this divine sword badly.
On the other hand, the Tinder Sutra wanted the pseudo-Immortal Metal too.
Shen Tian was rendered speechless.