Bai Ling frowned, the Celestial Sword is indeed special, but judging by their looks, they probably have tried all kinds of methods, so will they let go of the method of dripping blood?

Her eyes swept over Wen Ruyu, who had sunk his body into the sofa, and seeing that he didn't look at her, she didn't know if he had ever thought that the sword behind her was the Celestial Sword from his family's private collection.

After all, he also saw that fantasy scene!

"What about the sword?" Han Xin still couldn't believe it, it was too unreal.

"We lost it, I saw that my sister has a more powerful sword, so why do I need that thing?" Bai Xiaoxi said indifferently.

"Lost...lost..." Not to mention that Han Xin was a little dizzy, the others were even more dizzy.

"It's so heavy, zombies are constantly mutating, what are you keeping?"