Chapter 905 (2/2)

”Oh, this is the treasure left by our ancestors.”

Looking at this ice crystal, Wan Chong Shan has pride and regret in his eyes.

”It's like a sword.” Zhang Xing looked at the way.

”Yes, this is the sword of my ancestors. It's just Oh, forget it. Don't say it. ”

Wan Chong Shan didn't seem to want to talk about the sword. He shook his head and sighed.

”If I'm right, it's a sword of holy treasure.”

Zhang Xing is smelling this kind of ancient vicissitudes breath.

Just wandering around was just a cover up.

”Master Zhang really has good eyesight. Our ancestors are saints. Of course, we should wear the sword of saints.”

The proud way of Wanzhong mountain.

”A piece of holy treasure is thrown here casually. Don't you fear losing it?”

Zhang Xing asked with a strange face.

”Ha ha...”

Wan Chong Shan gave a deep smile and then turned to look at the other elders.

The more than ten elders also showed a mocking smile.

”Ha ha, the worry of the master Zhang is superfluous. No one can steal him.”

”Oh? Elder Wan, why is this Zhang Xing went to the sword and watched it carefully.

”Ha ha, to be honest with the headmaster Zhang, my ancestors passed down the Edict and left this sword to someone who was destined for it.”

”No matter who it is, no matter what empire he is, as long as he can pull the sword out of the mountain, it belongs to whoever it is.”

”A thousand years have passed, all the heroes and heroines in the world all want to have this sword, no matter how many stars they are, but no one can have this blessing.”

”They come and go one by one, but no one has tried to do so now.”

”And my disciples can only look at the holy sword and sigh