Zhuo Buqun's eyes swept over the Ninghun Bell.

Then he glanced at Yan Yan again, frowned and said, "Do you think your Ninghun Bell will have twice the result for the cultivation of the fighter?"

Yan Yan said: "That's natural. Everyone present is a military division, and there are ninth-grade military divisions like Elder Bai. Can't you see through a mysterious star soldier?"

Zhuo Buqun said lightly: "The Ninghun Bell you refine is not only of no help to the fighting master's cultivation, but will harm people a lot. At the least, it can lead to being possessed by evil spirits, and at the worst, the realm collapses. How dare you call it perfect?"

"All nonsense!"

"It's ridiculous to pretend to understand if you don't understand!"

Some soldiers yelled at each other.

Yan Yan sneered and said to Bai Yao: "Please give a taste of Elder Bai!"

"Fang Zhuo, I am an expert in refining weapons. You are really misunderstood this time."

Bai Yao stroked his beard and smiled, feeling secretly proud of himself. Finally, he found an opportunity and severely slapped the boy's arrogance.

Zhuo Buqun said lightly: "Facts are better than words. Find a terrifying flower and you will know it with just a try!"

Soon someone found a terrifying flower.
Chapter completed!