Monster Refining System

Almost everyone felt that Ah Da was a bit too tight.

When Namurong Yunhai returns next time, everyone is ready to vote unanimously to push Ah Da out.

After all, as long as Ah Da dies, all the remaining people agree to forge super artifacts for the Blood Palace and Murong Yunhai...

Soon, another day passed.

On this day, the people in the Blood Palace didn't give the villagers of the Divine Device Village rations, and even ignored them, as if they were left alone. Don't take care of it.

This time Murong Yunhai appeared, with two people behind him.

These two people are both cultivation bases in the realm of the gods.

Obviously, it was Na Murong Yunhai's little follower.

"Everyone, have you figured it out clearly?"

"My patience is limited. Today is the last opportunity for you to change your mind. From now on, I will not come. These two people are my disciples. Hehe, in the future, they will guard you here. Day, killing one person, this is my promise to you. Don’t worry, I’m a person who believes in my words. As long as one of you refuses to forge a super-sacred weapon for me, the rest will have to die."

All the villagers in the Divine Tool Village that Murong Yunhai said were pale.

Including Na Ah Da.

Ah Da was even wondering, did he do something wrong?

Does the morality that one sticks to, does it work?

That Xia Fukun, that Great Demon King, did not seem to have any signs to appear.

And Murong Yunhai's display of such tactics is undoubtedly telling them that his patience has been exhausted.

In the future, he himself will not come, only these two disciples will execute the sentence on his behalf.

Although Ah Da and others are all gold.

can-

The gold that cannot be mined or used for it loses its brilliance...

"Well, since everyone doesn't speak, then, today, who should start first."

Murong Yunhai grinned.

A very indifferent look.

And this gesture was deliberately made by him, and the reason is very simple...

Earlier, he had discovered that these people in Divine Tool Village were not all hard bones.

And since there are cartilaginous heads, in fact, when they are allowed to communicate with themselves in private, these cartilage heads will spread their thoughts, and subtly, everyone will begin to weigh the pros and cons.

In fact, to be honest, if Murong Yunhai was placed in this position of the Divine Tool Village, he would also be soft.

These years, none of the hard-mouthed has a good ending.

Only when you live smoothly can you live longer.

People like Ah Da, who can't stand on the table, are dead, and can only be the ruined head of a village.

Murong Yunhai walked up to one of the villagers. He remembered the villager of the Sacred Tool Village very clearly before. He lowered his head when he asked if everyone was not afraid of death.

But this time, when he saw Murong Yunhai walking in front of him, he also paled and quickly said:

"Senior, don't mess around, we have already negotiated and forged a super artifact for you."

Murong Yunhai smiled upon hearing the words of the villagers of the artifact village.

"Oh, isn't it?"

He glanced around and found that almost everyone had lowered their heads, but in fact, by lowering their heads, they had already stated their position.

Only Na Ah Da, at this time, his expression is still a bit struggling.

He gritted his teeth.

"Tie Lin, you...who said that we are going to forge a super artifact for him?"

"village head!"

The young man standing in front of the Murong Yunhai gritted his teeth and was just about to speak.

"Puff—"

Murong Yunhai's palm passed through that Tie Lin's chest.

"Hehe, I hate that others lie to me."

"It seems that you haven't reached a consensus yet."

When Murong Yunhai retracted his palm, he licked his lips without worrying about the Tielin whose soul had been squeezed by himself.

"Let's do it like this, starting tomorrow, kill one every day, goodbye."

After Murong Yunhai finished speaking, he turned and left.

The faces of all the villagers in the artifact village changed.

Everyone looked at Ah Da and didn't know what to say.

In their view.

The deaths of A Chai and Tielin were all because of A Da's obsession.

Seeing Murong Yunhai about to leave, Ah Da hesitated for a while, and immediately said:

"Senior, do you really care about it?"

"If you kill us, the people behind us, I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Upon hearing Ah Da's words, that Murong Yunhai's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head, revealing a sullen smile.

"I said why you have such confidence, it turns out that there are still people behind..."

"Ha ha ha..."

"But there is one thing you said wrong."

"In this world, there is no one who can't afford the Blood Palace."

"In this world, the Blood Palace represents heaven."

"If you feel that the person behind you is here and can save you, then you will find a way to call him over. Hahaha..."

Murong Yunhai sneered, and said to the two disciples nearby:

"Oh, I changed my mind. From now on, I will kill three in a day, until all are killed."

"If you refuse to forge super artifacts for me, then I will let others not get these resources."

After Murong Yunhai said this, he was ready to leave.

And the villagers in the artifact village were also impatient.

"The village chief! Don't be obsessed with it!"

"This is the Blood Palace!"

"Not to mention whether the Great Devil Lord will come to save us, even if it does, whether he can save us is still a question!"

Listening to the sounds around him, Ah Da also gritted his teeth.

It seemed that at this time, he was the only one, and he insisted on believing that Xia Fukun, the Great Demon King, would come to rescue them.

To be honest, it's not easy to be alive these years. What arena, what morality... is it really useful?

When Murong Yunhai left, he glanced back at Ah Da and the others.

"Actually, you also know that this is the Blood Palace, and the person behind you dare not come over. Why is it like this?"

Murong Yunhai sighed, turned around, and took a step forward.

It's also this time...

A chuckle sounded from this world.

And as this chuckle sounded, the sky above the Blood Palace shattered...

The space of blockbuster films collapsed...

The ground, like a spider web, crazily shattered and spread in all directions...

"You said I dare not come?"

"Hehehe, you too overestimated yourself, too much for your Blood Palace, right?"

"I just delayed something."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot to say, this Sacred Tool Village is mine, and only I can decide the life and death of these villagers in Sacred Tool Village."

"You, what kind of thing? Here, give me some pointers?"