Monster Refining System

"Wow, what you said is so reasonable, then are you going?"

Xia Fukun said, raising his hand, and the gesture was about to go down.

When Zhukong saw this, he almost cried.

Ha ha!

I have been a good dean in this Odin College, but suddenly I was arrested by Xia Fukun and said why he wanted to save the world?

With such a heavy burden on him, he felt that he couldn't hold on to it!

Besides, this Xia Fukun and that dragon clan powerhouse are powerful, but he and Hou Feiyu are not like this!

From Xia Fukun's mouth, they already knew the level of the demon in the abyss.

At this moment, even a few demons in the realm of great kings can kill him and Hou Feiyu.

"My lord... it's not that we won't go, it's that our strength is really limited! You also hope that we can guard against those abyssal demons from invading this Nine Nether Continent? What's the point if it's just as cannon fodder?"

Xia Fukun squinted his eyes when he heard Zhukong say so. This guy seemed to have some truth in what he said?

"What you said makes sense."

Xia Fukun pondered for a moment and waved his hand. Suddenly, the candle space felt the strength in his body and began to become full. It was almost an instant effort to break through his original bottleneck...

"This...Is this the power of the Transformation Saint Realm? I feel that I am much stronger!"

Zhukong looked at his palm, and on that palm, there was a powerful force that made him feel that he could destroy the world. That majestic power appeared in the palm of his hand, and he waved it down. Suddenly, a mountain under the group of people was directly destroyed by the power of his palm...

"Cowhide!"

Zhukong took a deep breath and couldn't help exclaiming!

"This is still not the power of the Saint-Transformation Realm. Although my strength can now cross the Nine Nether Continent, it is still difficult to promote others to the Saint-Transformation Realm. However, today's You are already infinitely close to the realm of sacred transformation. Your strength should be called the realm of pseudo-sage. Of course, if you want to step into the realm of sacred transformation, you still need a certain chance."

Xia Fukun said lightly.

On the side, Hou Feiyu saw that Zhukong's strength suddenly rose to the realm of pseudo-sage, and his eyes straightened.

"Big...sir, this old man Zhu has been promoted to the realm of pseudo-sage, what about me?"

Hearing Hou Feiyu's words, Xia Fukun frowned.

"You are a summoner, so I can't directly increase your strength. However, I have a magical egg here. In the future, if you can hatch rare summoned beasts from it, you may be able to break through to the Holy Spirit in one fell swoop. The summoner of the realm is not necessarily."

Xia Fukun said, summoning a magical egg from the demon refining system. Hou Feiyu saw that this candle space was directly promoted by Xia Fukun to the realm of pseudo-sage, but what about himself? Only one egg in exchange?

This chicken feather is too unfair, right? !

but--

But he didn't dare to say anything in front of Xia Fukun, so he could only take the magical egg thrown from Xia Fukun's hand with a false smile on his face...

Hou Feiyu didn't even know that his luck was so good. As soon as this magical egg reached his hand, a crack appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a monster beast like a little whale emerged from the eggshell, and then affectionately licked that Hou Feiyu's face.

"Good luck..."

Xia Fukun was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect this Hou Feiyu's luck to be so good. Even if it was Xia Fuqian, he didn't even look at the other party and directly hatched a powerful monster after he took the magic egg!

It was also at this time that the demon refining system reminded Xia Fukun that the summoned beast hatched by Hou Feiyu was "Kunpeng"...

For a while, all of Xia Fukun's previous doubts were explained clearly.

He also said that this Kunpeng is a divine object, why this Hou Feiyu can obtain it, dare to be hatched from his own magical egg!

However, this Kunpeng has just hatched, and his strength is still very weak, only the appearance of the eighth peak.

"If you want to step into the realm of sacred sacredness as soon as possible, you also need to increase the strength of this Kunpeng."

Hearing Xia Fukun's words, Hou Feiyu nodded again and again.

Although he doesn't know what kind of summoned beast this Kunpeng is, he can also see how different this Kunpeng is!

How can the summoned beast that has just been hatched be the pinnacle of Tier 8?

This is far more powerful than the summoned beasts he had caught before him so hard!

"Okay, now Zhukong has also been promoted to the realm of pseudo-sage. You go to guard the south, there should be no problem, right?"

"No problem, sir, as long as we don't encounter the demon in the epic realm, we should be able to guard it."

Zhukong and Hou Feiyu nodded quickly.

"Ok."

Xia Fukun nodded and watched that Zhukong and Hou Feiyu flew toward the south, and gave the old dragon emperor a look. Suddenly, the old dragon emperor also flew toward the west.

And Xia Fukun flew towards the east at this time.

On the road.

The demon refining system couldn't help but cough:

"You have already arranged the three directions, how about the north?"

"north……"

Hearing the words of the Demon Refining System, Xia Fukun hesitated. Indeed, almost all of the people he knew thousands of years ago had been called by him, but there was still no arrangement for the north.

It is also at this time.

On a hill below him, there was a noisy sound.

"Hey! You dare to rebel? Want to be the mountain king? Don't look at the weapons I am waiting for!"

Xia Fukun's current ear power, even if Zhukong fart thousands of miles away, he could hear it. Xia Fukun deliberately listened to the quarrel underneath him, and naturally heard it really.

When he heard this, Xia Fukun's mouth raised.

"Those who guard the north, isn't this sent here?"

Xia Fukun grinned, and immediately, the figure stopped in the air slowly disappeared.

It is also at this time.

On the top of the hill under Xia Fukun.

A figure standing proudly, holding a huge mountain axe in his hand.

"Haha, Kuiwu! You are the mountain king, I don’t have any opinion, but the brethren go up to the sword for you, and you don’t even give us a dime every time you **** money? In that case, let you be this. King dry ball?!"