Douluo's New Divine Court

Wu Zhan looked at Yang Dong indifferently. There were no treasures at all on this first floor. Only the information on the ground and the pagoda proved the glory of the demon clan.

As for the place where the weapons were placed where Yang Dong went, there were basically only scraps of scrap metal left. If Yang Dong was interested, he would be happy to take them all, because in this case, Yang Dong would be in debt. I gave them a big favor from the Demon Tribe.

"kindness?"

Yang Dong looked at the long knife with countless cracks in front of him. It was this seemingly ruined blade that gave him a strange feeling just now.

"Here are all scraps of metal. If you are interested, my lord, you can take them away."

Wu Zhan walked to Yang Dong's side, followed Yang Dong's eyes and fell on the long knife with countless cracks, and said in an indifferent tone, pretending to be generous.

Yang Dong hesitated for a moment, bent down and picked up the cracked knife.

"My lord, this knife seems to be made of countless pieces. If there is a real fight, the knife will break if touched?"

Wu Yue also walked to Yang Dong's side, and expressed the common doubts she and Wu Zhan shared.

No matter how you look at this cracked knife, it looks like the rest of the weapons placed here, it's all broken copper and iron; they really can't believe that this knife that will completely shatter at any time is such a treasure.

"Then I will really take it away, Patriarch Wu Zhan?"

Holding this faint blue cracked long knife in his hand, there is a warm feeling transmitted from the handle into Yang Dong's body, which is very warm for the long knife that has been kept here for many years. Incredible.

Even if this knife is really a useless knife, Yang Dong is willing to study it.

"My lord, if you want it, take it away. You're welcome. Anyway, it's a precious sword in the dust of our Demon Race."

Wu Zhan gritted his teeth, looked at the cracked long knife in Yang's hand with suspicious eyes, could it be really a treasure?

Forget it.

Baby just baby!

It's just another good relationship.

"If that's the case, then I'm welcome."

Yang Dong chuckled, and stroked the blade of the knife with one hand. Under his caress, the cracked long knife emitted a faint blue light.

"how come?"

Wu Zhan looked at Yang Dong and muttered to himself, this long knife was placed in the pagoda some time ago, he also studied it when he was young, but the conclusion he came to was a useless knife.

But at this moment, the knife in Yang Dong's hand exudes a completely different aura than before.

"My lord, it's really amazing!"

Wu Yue said to herself, this precious sword that no one could discover before, but the adults can discover it as soon as they come, it is really powerful enough.

Buzz!

The blue long knife trembled slightly under the gaze of Yang Dong and the other three.

Click!

The fragments on the blade completely shattered, turning into countless fragments and flying in the pagoda.

At the same time, some information about this knife was also integrated into his mind.

The name of this knife is Demon Sword Thousand Blades.

The blade is composed of a thousand fragments. The black handle is half of the sword body. There are blue stripes on the sword body. Only the stripes glow, so that it can exert great power.

This is also one of the reasons why Wu Zhan and even his predecessors were unable to discover the mystery of this knife.

The thousand fragments of the Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword can be transformed, and are only capable of attacking but not defending. It is an unparalleled, offensive artifact.

Yes, the Demonic Thousand Blades is an artifact-level weapon, just like the pagoda under Yang Dong's feet now, it is a weapon of gods.

But the difference is that the Pagoda has only one owner, as if it is bound to the owner's DNA, while the Thousand Blades of the Demon Sword has had many owners, but only those it recognizes are qualified to use its power.

And if the previous generation owner is not dead, this magic sword Thousand Blades will not recognize its owner again.

It is very sad that no one in the Demon Race has been recognized by it for so many years. It was not until Yang Dong's appearance today that this artifact was seen again.

Compared with the Demon Saber Thousand Blades, the Zixue Sword forged by Tang Chen was far inferior.

"Gather."

Yang Dong muttered silently in his heart, and the fragments flying around here instantly gathered into the image of the long knife he saw before.

"Good knife!"

Yang Dong smiled and praised.

"Congratulations, my lord, happy to get a precious sword."

Wu Zhanqiang congratulated Yang Dong with a smile on his face, it is really a treasure, and he really missed it before.

"My lord, look, are there any precious weapons in these?"

Wu Zhan looked at Yang Dong eagerly.

"Patriarch Wu Zhan, these weapons are useless, but if you can find a skilled craftsman, maybe you can reforge a good weapon."

Yang Dong glanced at the other weapons, shook his head and said.

"Okay. My lord, if there is nothing else, do you think we can go out?"

Wu Zhan let go of the fluke mentality in his heart, and said helplessly.

"can."

Yang Dong nodded.

It was an unexpected surprise to enter here this time to get the magic knife Thousand Blades, and the path to the ninth area was also found out.

Cross the Sea of ​​Watch or go to the Fifth Demon City.

In the end, under the leadership of Wu Zhan, the three of them returned to the dilapidated house before.

"Ayue, prepare yourself. Three days later, I will formally abdicate and give way to the virtuous. You will serve as the new patriarch of our demon clan. I hope that under your leadership, our demon clan can once again form a forest of strong men."

Yang Dong was not interested in knowing the conversation between Wu Zhan and Wu Yue.

After coming out of that dimensional space, Yang Dong said a few words to Wu Yue and then left directly. He wanted to try the power of this magic sword Thousand Blades.

There is only one criterion for judging night and day in the abyss world. When there is a blood moon in the sky, it is day, and when there is no blood moon, it is night.

Yang Dong didn't go far away from the Demon Clan, but stopped only three hours away from the Demon Clan.

"Phantom Sword Dance!"

The hearty sword skills were released from Yang Dong's hands, and the faint blue magic knife Qianblade seemed to be more exciting than Yang Dong. At the moment when the last blow fell, thousands of fragments followed the sword energy. Shout out together.

boom!

boom!

boom!

In this place where no one cares about, there are several small hills, all of which were razed to the ground under Yang Dong's attack.

"My lord, your sword skills are even stronger than I imagined. I believe that you will be able to reach the realm of a sword master in a short time."

Brash's voice was full of praise.

Juggernaut.

Yang Dong smiled when he heard the name, it really suits me.

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