Monster Refining System

quickly……

Xia Fukun held the yellow-clothed underworld warrior's body constantly shaking with one hand.

From the body of this yellow-clothed underworld warrior, one treasure after another fell out.

"Brother Lian, are there any good things?"

At this moment, Xia Fukun, if it was something in the Nine Nether Continent, he could distinguish good from bad at a glance. But the quality of things in the underworld can only be evaluated by the demon refining system.

"How many good things can a yellow warrior have? I put away these things for you. It's worth six million refining points."

Upon hearing the words of the demon refining system, Xia Fukun couldn't help but swallowed.

Who says this underworld is bad? At least he still thinks it's pretty good!

Just being a yellow warrior, he gave himself six million refining points as soon as he came. and many more……

Xia Fukun seemed to have thought of something suddenly.

"Brother Lian, there are six million refining points in a yellow-clothed underworld warrior. Then why did you exchange 10 million refining points for the tiger wing before?"

"Emmm..."

The demon refining system never expected that Xia Fukun had such a good memory! This has come to the underworld, okay? ! Why are you still thinking about things on the Jiuyou Continent?

I couldn't help but... the demon refining system chose the function of pretending to be dead... No matter how Xia Fukun called it, he just didn't say a word.

Xia Fukun stomped angrily! But there is no way, as he had previously thought, in this world, the least he can do is this demon refining system.

This demon refining system hides in his own body, and he can't do anything about it at all!

It was also after the demon refining system had taken away most of the things on the ground, Xia Fukun suddenly saw that there was a small black token on the ground.

"what is this?"

Because the yellow-clothed underworld warrior had already been robbed, Xia Fukun had already released the yellow-clothed underworld warrior.

At this moment, the warrior in yellow clothes was also very dumbfounded.

It's not that he has never seen a red underworld warrior, even if it is a blue underworld powerhouse, he has seen it!

but--

He had never seen anyone in the underworld operating like this!

You even robbed other people's money? !

In this underworld, because of the sparse population, they are still united with each other. Although squeezing happens occasionally, everyone holds a degree. It's as if he and another yellow-clothed warrior were going to capture Xia Fukun as a coolie. They only wanted Xia Fukun to work for them, and didn't think about what to get from Xia Fukun.

The simple wind of the underworld, resolutely so... It's a pity that Xia Fukun is not a complete underworld!

He has the memory of the two worlds of the Nine Nether Continent and the Earth. This underworld, in his opinion, is just a journey. In the future, if he had enough strength, he would definitely have to return to the Nine Nether Continent. Of course, the premise is that he has enough strength.

When facing the Great Sage Qitian and Yang Yang, he could have the power to fight. Not so, it is still so sad that the great sage Qitian fainted with a hand knife...

Knowing Xia Fukun’s horror, so when Xia Fukun asked himself, the warrior in yellow was also honest:

"Senior... this is a war order... don't you know this?"

Because the opponent had previously imposed a set of people who had been closed for many years in the mountains and old forests. In addition, Xia Fukun didn't want to admit that he had just arrived in this underworld, otherwise, wouldn't it be inconvenient if he robbed his house in the future? So Xia Fukun coughed.

"I slept in that deep mountain and old forest before. I didn't expect to sleep in this sleep. Hundreds of years have passed since the underworld!"

"Senior Niubi!"

The yellow warrior yelled from the bottom of his heart.

One sleep can sleep for hundreds of years. Isn't this what Niubi is?

You know, this underworld advocates force, and most of the underworld people spend their entire lives in cultivation. Even if it’s a small sleep, it’s about half a day or a day at most.

He has never heard of anyone sleeping directly for hundreds of years.

Finished flattering.

The yellow warrior explained:

"This battle order records the corresponding war order points of the underworld. Each point can be used to exchange food, underworld martial arts, and the residence for cultivation."

Xia Fukun's eyes lit up when he heard the words of the warrior in yellow clothes.

So speaking of it, isn't this underworld really without currency in circulation, but instead of using this war order instead of currency?

The skills of the underworld are small, as Xia Fukun has seen before. Although the level of this underworld is higher than that of the Nine Nether Continent and ranks in the upper realm, Xia Fukun really feels not very good about the underworld martial arts.

Xia Fukun felt that the skills displayed by the yellow warrior who was stunned by him just now were slightly more powerful than those on the Nine Nether Continent! Even the demon general I had encountered on the Jiuyou Continent had no level!

However, Xia Fukun also wanted to see what kind of underworld martial arts were in this underworld. Therefore, after weighing the warfare order of this yellow-clothed warrior in his hand, Xia Fukun grinned.

"Where is the Mingwu skill?"

Seeing that Xia Fukun didn't seem to have the intention of returning the war order in his hand to him, the yellow-clothed warrior felt a chill in his heart. But he still spoke to Xia Fukun honestly:

"Senior, that underworld martial art is available in the library of each of the ten cities in the underworld. However, it takes a certain amount of war order to be able to exchange for the corresponding level of underworld martial art."

"Can someone else's war order work?"

Xia Fukun interrupted the yellow-clothed underworld warrior and asked the former.

"can……"

This yellow warrior wanted to say no! Because he heard what Xia Fukun meant, for these low-level underworld warriors, the order point in this order is their lifeblood.

But there is no way...

The lifeblood of myself was held in the hand by someone he could not have beaten...

"All right, last question, where is the nearest city?"

Xia Fukun licked the corner of his mouth, and asked the soldier in yellow clothes in front of him.

"To the east, three hundred miles away, there is a blood shadow city..."

The yellow warrior took a deep breath and said with a wry smile.