In Luo Zu's eyes, the value of the demon craftsman is immeasurable, and it is even above the Twelve Thrones, because the name of the demon craftsman is not only represented by force, but his unique forging technique is unique in the world.

"Demon Scholar, how many weapons have you built in this life?" Luo Zu asked.

Uncle Lame thought for a moment and said, "Those garbage are not counted, there are a total of 36 weapons that can be called."

Luo Zu was silent. Which of these 36 weapons is not the world-renowned?

However, people do not know that they all come from the hands of the same person.

"If I say it right, the weapon you forged should be..." Luo Zu paused slightly, and then said in a stern tone.

"The Sword of Domineering the World!"

Buzz...

Wang Qiong's brain roared, and the black dragon sword in his hand roared, and the name of the sword actually made the sword feel strong hostility.

"The Sword of Domineering in the World!?" Wang Qiong chewed the name gently.

"Don't speak nonsense!"

At this moment, the Black Sword Demon reminded.

The strongest people in the world have the ability to chant names and sense them. Any mention of them and their names will be easily perceived in the dark.

This is also the reason why many civilizations fear ghosts and gods in the ancient times, but when they encounter disasters, they recite their names and beg for blessings.

"The strongest weapon!?" A smile appeared on Uncle Lame's cold face. He turned his head and looked at the knife in Wang Qiong's hand, and then looked at Wang Qiong again.

This look is like mountain lava, extremely hot.

"Luo Zu, one day, you will know what the strongest soldier is."

Uncle Lame said, stepping out, and the white flames followed closely.

"The sword of your Luo family is still sharp. Do you want this kid to repair him?"

Uncle Lame came to Luo Zu like a ball of flame.

The terrifying power surged like a craze, sweeping through the underground palace.

The black sword demon's expression suddenly changed, and he stood in front of Wang Qiong. The surging heat waves made the entire underground palace tremble.

"This is his own choice..." Luo Zu said indifferently: "If he wants Luowang City to risk the world's worst, he has to pay the price."

"Okay, I also want to see if that sword... can become one of the most dazzling edges in the world as the Great Sword says."

Uncle Lame's voice became heavy and terrifying, like the rumbled thunder hammer dancing in the blacksmith shop.

"The Great Sword...that man seemed the most incompatible among the twelve thrones..." Luo Zu whispered.

Even though he disappeared for more than ten years, the man's body was like a sword light, deeply imprinted in his heart and will never be erased.

"Because he said that the swordsman is always lonely." Uncle Lame said.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body dissipated and turned into endless flames, blending into the bronze gate in front of him.

"Little poor man, the mark in the knife has been dispersed. It depends on you in the future. The last thing I can do is to help you."

Uncle Lame's voice gradually dissipated.

Suddenly, the bronze gate seemed to be activated, the lines on it began to squirm, and the internal mechanism continued to operate.

"Little devil, he really values ​​you so much. He will spend this mark and strengthen the ban here. Otherwise... you may not be able to enter the body of the sword." Luo Zu said softly and looked at Wang Qiong deeply.

At this moment, Wang Qiong was extremely curious about what kind of fierce sword was so powerful.

Rumble...

The bronze door slowly opened, and a heavy airflow rushed out of the door, revealing a trace of blood and killing.

"This is……"

The scene inside the gate shocked Wang Qiong.

The corpses of monsters everywhere were like hills, and they were all cut by all the powers.

The sight of the eyes is like the Shura slaughterhouse.

In the middle of this "slaughterhouse", a figure was kneeling, his whole body was passed through by chains, and eighteen chains were connected to the entire underground palace.

At the same time, a large yellow stone was pressed on his back, with runes engraved on it.

"What's the situation?" Wang Qiong was shocked.

Is there a person suppressed behind the bronze gate?

His condition was extremely terrifying. His mysterious stone pressed his body and re-locked it through his body. If it were ordinary people, he would have died long ago.

But Wang Qiong could feel his breath, as if he was sleeping.

"Senior, it's not about repairing..."

"He is the sword of my Luowang City!" Luo Zu's voice sounded faintly and echoed in the underground palace.

"What?" Wang Qiong was stunned and was a little confused. He looked at the Black Sword Demon in surprise.

The latter nodded and said with a serious expression: "Yes, he is the strongest sword in my Luowang City."

"Senior, aren't you kidding me?" Wang Qiong couldn't believe it.

Thirty-three years ago, a pair of babies were born in Luowangcheng.

They were twins, they looked exactly the same, but their destiny was destined to be different from their birth.

The voice of the Black Sword Demon echoed quietly in the underground palace.

"What does it mean?" Wang Qiong asked.

The black sword demon looked heavy and shook his head and sighed: "Luo Wangcheng once secretly carried out a plan called...Sword Fetus!"

"This plan is to obtain an extremely ancient supernatural power that can be obtained through human cultivation, but...it needs to be cultivated from the embryo."

When Wang Qiong heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.

"Maybe you also thought that this kind of supernatural power is very dangerous. The weak embryo cannot bear it at all. After sacrificing a large number of tribe members, one of them finally succeeded in fertilizing it." The Black Sword Demon sighed.

"The woman gave birth to twins, and that night, she died."

"This couple comes with hope, but it seems to indicate ominousness."

"They awakened that ancient superpower?" Wang Qiong asked.

The Black Sword Demon shook his head: "No, in fact, their talents are somewhat different. The older brother is very strong and has performed amazingly since childhood, but his younger brother is very weak and cannot even condense the fire."

"Until the age of fourteen, they did not show any signs of that ancient supernatural power. The clan was very disappointed and felt that the plan failed, so they let the twins go and no longer monitored and regulated them."

"Two years have passed in a blink of an eye. Under the care of my brother, although my brother has not awakened, he lives a very rich life. He even met a girl and will get married soon..."

Speaking of this, the Black Sword Demon paused slightly, and a hint of helplessness and regret appeared on his face.

"It's a pity that someone later revealed that the woman's origin is unknown and she is suspected to be a disciple of the Dark Church."

"This identity is already a crime of death. On the day of the wedding, Wangcheng sent a master to capture it... My brother got the news in advance and begged the clan to open a meeting. It is necessary to investigate it clearly. But how can such a serious crime be emotional?" The Black Sword Demon sighed.

"That night, when my brother arrived at home, his wife, who was wearing a wedding dress but had not yet passed the door, had already fallen into a pool of blood. The one who killed his hand was his brother..."

"Oh..." Wang Qiong sighed.

He knew that this brother wanted to protect his younger brother.

But for my younger brother, the person he loved the most was killed by the person he loved the most, and this kind of pain was absolutely unbearable.

He was angry and wanted to be crazy and wanted to rebel from the royal city. The masters present naturally had to take him down.

At that time, his brother came forward to save his life, but in chaos, he was killed by his companions.

In the pool of blood, the brother fell in front of his younger brother. The blood was thicker than water, and the two blended together.

Such a tragedy and blow completely made my brother crazy.

At that time, my brother's fire gradually faded, but a slight ray of confusion ignited in my brother's body.

"This..." Wang Qiong was shocked and vaguely guessed something.

Brothers are different, and use his flesh and blood to burn my fire, make a sword of life and death, and never die.

This is the so-called sword body!

Under the moonlit night, the ancient supernatural power finally awakened.
Chapter completed!