"Family? Aren't you a spiritual artifact? There is also a family of spiritual weapons? ”

Yun Qi couldn't help but ask.

"Of course there is, I am the Twelve Prison Spirit Umbrella is a very famous Prison Spirit Umbrella clan, our family is a brave and good fighting spirit weapon, but in the war thousands of years ago, there were a lot of losses, and there is not much left."

Yun Qi was suspicious, and didn't ask her anything more, but a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

"Let's go, let's see what this Haotian Continent is like, and we have to hurry up to find the reincarnation of the true god."

As he spoke, Yun Qi raised his head and looked around.

I just looked at the pool and knew that they were in a pool that was neither small nor too large,......

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