The ancient Fey Thearch

"That's a saber. Although it looks a little strange, it's definitely not an ordinary item. It must have a great origin!"

The old demonic Dragon said.

"Saber? What does he look like?"

The voice asked.

"This ..."

The old demonic Dragon hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

In terms of appearance, the saber was really a little shabby and ugly beyond words.

"It's a little short, about this!" The old demonic Dragon raised his hand and gestured, but he couldn't bring himself to say the word 'butcher knife'.

"Are you sure?"

The voice from below grew excited.

The old demonic Dragon was stunned. Judging from this senior's reaction, why did he seem to recognize this treasure?

"I can't be wrong! I remember it very clearly! I left such a deep impression!" The old demonic Dragon said.

"Hahaha! That's great! That's great! The heavens are really helping me!"

In the abyss, the demonic Qi surged violently, and laughter came out.