"Then I will convince you!"

Yan Yan shouted coldly, waved his hand to roll Ning Hun Bell next to the horror flower.

Then he bent his fingers and popped out a ray of Dou Qi and landed on the Ninghun Bell.

A crisp and melodious sound came out, making people feel calm.

The terrifying flower blooms immediately.

The flowers swayed, looking very pleasant.

"Young Master Fang Zhuo, is this what you said more than words?"

"I wonder if Mr. Fang Zhuo, is I qualified to let you crush?"

Yan Yan laughed proudly.

A burst of laughter rang out in the hall.

“Noisy!”

"You can see clearly, it's not too late to laugh!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled indifferently.

At this time, the terrifying flower suddenly trembled violently.

It looked terrified, as if it had encountered something extremely terrible.

Then the petals fell, and the purple stamen instantly turned bloody.

The laughter in the hall suddenly came to an abrupt end.

"How is that possible?"

"how so?"

Many soldiers and divisions in the hall were confused and discussed a lot.

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, and then sneered at Zhuo Buqun: "You are the ones who are doing it?"

You must be doing it in secret!”

Bai Yao raised his white eyebrows and said, "Don't embarrass you see. The Ninghun Bell you refined contains a solemn aura in the sound, which caused the withering of the terrifying flowers."

He is worthy of being a powerful Dou Sheng. He has already heard the problem from his voice just now.

"Soul and kill?"

Yan Yan was stunned, "How could there be murderous intent in Ning Hunzhong's voice?"

Zhuo Buqun said, "If I guess well, you must have experienced something that makes you very angry today. Only by killing people can you vent your murderous intent."

"How do you know?"

Yan Yan was incredible for a moment.

A military division behind said: "This morning, Yan Yan witnessed his wife having an affair with a disciple and was about to kill the adulterer's wife. Elder Bai summoned all the third-rank and above military divisions, so he had to give up."

There was a sensation in the hall.

Yan Yan was exposed in public and was so embarrassed that he wanted to get downstairs.

Chi Lian asked in confusion: "What does his wife have to have an affair with her disciples? "

"Refining weapons is like refining the heart!"

"When the military division refines the star soldiers, it will integrate its own energy, spirit, and even emotions into the star soldiers."

"He has murderous intentions, and the refined star soldiers naturally contain murderous intentions, especially the star soldiers such as souls, which are more affected by the emotions of the soldiers."

Zhuo Buqun said slowly, his tone as if he was training his disciples.

"Refining weapons is like refining the heart?"

Many soldiers savored Zhuo Buqun's words carefully and realized it in their hearts.

"A bunch of useless things!"

Bai Yao's eyes flew past everyone, and his brows frowned.

An old man saw Bai Yao’s thoughts and stood up and said loudly: “I, Zhang Yu, I want to show my ugly words. Please give me some advice from Mr. Fang Zhuo!”

This old man named Zhang Yu is a seventh-rank soldier division, one level higher than Yan Yan.

The star soldiers he refined were actually like Yan Yan, and were also a Ninghun Bell.

Whether it is the refining techniques or the manners and expressions, Zhang Yu seems very experienced and calm.

It took him nearly four hours to refine a Ninghun Bell.

"I haven't refined star soldiers below the Earth rank for a long time. I'm a little unfamiliar. Please ask Mr. Fang Zhuo for advice!"

Zhang Yu showed a smile but not a smile.

Now people dare not make random comments, and they all look at Bai Yao.

Bai Yao's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "This Ninghun Bell is a top-notch. Although it has slight flaws, it is still a top-notch."

Bai Yao made the final decision.

A sound of praise suddenly sounded in the hall.

Zhang Yu looked proud and said with a smile: "Don't praise you, and you still have to wait for Mr. Fang Zhuo to give advice!"

Swish swish swish! Everyone's eyes were all focused on Zhuo Buqun's body.

Didn’t it mean that everyone present is not qualified to let you crush it?

It depends on how you were slapped in the face this time! Zhuo Buqun said calmly: "You should go back and handle the funeral as soon as possible!"

Zhang Yu was stunned.

Everyone's expressions became weird.

Could it be that if you refuse to admit defeat, you will kill someone in anger?

Bai Yao smiled and said, "Boy, if you lose, you lose. How can you be angry and embarrassed?"

Zhuo Buqun shook his head and said, "It's not that I want to kill him, but that he won't live long."

It’s okay if he doesn’t live long, but he’s refining a star soldier to harm others.”

"You..." Zhang Yu was so angry that he almost squirted out an old mouthful of blood.

It is said that the star soldiers refined by others will kill people.

He also said that people don’t live long.

No matter how high your identity is and how talented you are, is it okay to curse a seventh-grade soldier in person like this?

Many soldiers looked at Zhuo Buqun with angry eyes.

Some people were gloating and saw how he ended! Chi Lian was shocked and said in his heart: "Master has always said that I am too honest, but I didn't expect that there are people who are more honest than me!"

Bai Yao smiled: Boy, see how you accomplish the next step! "The military division can be killed, but it cannot be humiliated!"

"Today, even if Elder Bai and Miss Xingyu are in person, I will ask you for an explanation!"

Zhang Yu was harsh and full of righteous indignation.

It's not his narrow mind.

Anyone who puts this kind of thing on you will be furious.

"I just said that facts are more eloquent."

"Is there any problem with the Ninghun Bell you refine? Just try the Scare Flower. How can a dignified seventh-grade soldier division be so unsustainable?"

Zhuo Buqun smiled indifferently and said slowly.

"Get a terrifying flower!"

Zhang Yu said in a deep voice, and someone immediately took another terrifying flower.

Zhang Yu urged Ning Hun Bell with anger.

The sound made was even more pleasant than the Ninghun Bell that Yan Yan had refined before, and made people instantly cleanse the distracting thoughts in their hearts.

"See what else you have to say!"

Zhang Yu sneered.

Who knew that he would not wait for his words to finish.

The blooming horror flowers suddenly withered and then withered quickly, and they could not die anymore.

The huge main hall.

A scene of thousands of people.

There was a sudden silence, and the needles could be heard.

"Huh!"
To be continued...