However, the young man in white who is the protagonist is not happy.

He looked at the indescribable artifact in front of him with a sad expression.

That artifact not only has a shit-yellow appearance, but from the appearance, it is also a piece of shit!

It is shit yellow, and has thick lines winding and circling as above, and the top does not forget to outline a sharp and curved arc...

Yes, no matter how you look at it, it is just a piece of shit that releases all kinds of divine light!

An Bulang's whole face couldn't help but twitch and turn black.

The other weapon refining masters also discovered this problem after a period of carnival.

"Look, does this magic weapon look like a lump..."

"Shut up!"

Someone just wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Supreme Elder of Shenbao Sect.

There were tears in the eyes of the Supreme Elder, with a look of reverence on his face, and he said: "Have you felt the charm of the magic weapon? Have you felt its incomparable magic breath? We must look at the essence of everything, not the surface!"

"We don't want to be superficial weapon refiners. Look at Bulang Shenzi, he is very deep, he is powerful, and the weapon refiners are completely eclectic. He knows what he is refining!"

At this time, the young man standing in the cold wind grabbed Tuantuan, with a ferocious and regretful expression on his face, and asked loudly: "Tuan Tuan, what did you practice for me? Why did you practice a piece of shit for me?!"
Chapter completed!