Monster Refining System

With great difficulty, Xia Fukun found the Library of the Blood Shadow City.

What Xia Fukun didn't expect was that a training ground was set up at the entrance of the library.

Originally, Xia Fukun didn't see too many underworlds in this neighborhood. As a result, he did not expect that in this huge training ground, he saw a group of dense groups of underworld.

Some of these ghosts held tens of thousands of kilograms of stones in their hands, some were fighting in pairs, and some found some open spaces to meditate alone. One by one, all of them are doing the practice of forgetting to sleep and eat.

To tell the truth, this feeling of hard cultivation by the whole people moved Xia Fukun so much.

but--

Impressed, impressed. The actions of these people are still a bit silly in Xia Fukun's eyes.

Tens of thousands of years.

The underworld has been sealed for tens of thousands of years.

As a result, these underworld people have forgotten how the ancestors practiced. As a result, the weakness of this underworld, for tens of thousands of years, even a strong person in the underworld can't be born.

Involuntarily, Xia Fukun felt a sorrow for this underworld.

But the same.

He is now a underworld, a person in this underworld. He felt very lucky.

Haha, my protagonist has come to the underworld, isn't the underworld going to reappear brilliantly?

He felt that at this time, it would be better to come over with some supporting roles or something to make a good deal of yourself. After all, this great task of reviving the underworld is on his shoulders!

really--

Just when Xia Fukun wondered why no one noticed him when he came over, a man in yellow clothes walked from behind.

"Hey!"

Xia Fukun looked at the other party and waved to him. The corner of his mouth raised.

really!

No matter where you go, you are the most watched!

He smiled at the other party and walked quickly towards the other party.

"what's up?"

Xia Fukun smiled faintly and asked the other person with a polite look.

The warrior in yellow clothes was obviously taken aback.

Seeing Xia Fukun walking in front of him, he pulled Xia Fukun away easily.

"Odie, where have you been this time!"

Also under Xia Fukun's astonishment, the yellow-clothed underworld warrior walked up to a yellow-clothed underworld warrior behind Xia Fukun, and smiled and hooked his shoulders.

The yellow warrior named Odi gave a wry smile:

"Hey! The dark martial arts I borrowed from the Cangshu Pavilion before, I haven't figured it out for almost a year. Now it's time to return the book. I'm here to return the dark martial arts."

Listening to the conversation between the two warriors in yellow clothes, Xia Fukun: "..."

So I became a little transparent? !

So didn't the yellow warrior greet himself just now?

Xia Fukun wanted to find a seam to drill down now. Isn't this too embarrassing? !

but--

Xia Fukun was wondering how to go to Zangshu Pavilion to read Mingwu skills, and when he heard Odi's words, his eyes lit up. Silently followed behind the two warriors in yellow clothes.

At the beginning, the two yellow-clothed warriors did not pay attention to Xia Fukun, but they suddenly discovered that where they went, Xia Fukun would follow wherever they went. They were a little unhappy at the time!

"Yeah? You are a warrior in white clothes. If you don't train well, what are you doing with our ass?"

Xia Fukun coughed when he heard the words of the two warriors in yellow clothes.

"I also went to Zangshu Pavilion to borrow dark martial arts! Why did I follow you?"

Upon hearing Xia Fukun's words, the two yellow-clothed warriors sneered and pointed to the "wc" sign on the top of their heads.

"Are you sure you want to come to the latrine to borrow magic skills?"

Xia Fukun's face sank. I followed them all the time, and I didn’t notice that they came to this latrine first...

Fortunately, Xia Fukun's face was thick-skinned and smiled slightly.

"I haven't heard that only the yellow warrior can go to the toilet? My white warrior has no physical needs of my own?!"

Listening to Xia Fukun's words, the expressions of the two warriors in yellow clothes changed.

You white warrior, you white warrior.

Everything is yours in white clothes.

For the first time, they saw such an arrogant white underworld warrior!

"Presumptuous! I think you owe it to clean up!"

The yellow warrior named Odie sneered. Immediately, he grabbed Xia Fukun with one hand. In my mouth, I still muttered words——

"The anthurium makes clear waves!"

Xia Fukun: "???"

This ancient poem was a bit caught off guard!

Isn't this the last sentence? How does he pick it up!

Although subconsciously, Xia Fukun had already opened up the technique of Vientiane. Moreover, the Art of Vientiane also perfectly reproduced the opponent's skills.

But Xia Fukun still hesitated, what ancient poem should he say?

It was also a moment when Xia Fukun was stunned, that Odi's attack had already arrived in front of Xia Fukun.

In his opinion, how could Xia Fukun, a warrior in white clothes, be his opponent?

He casually comes with an anthurium to poke clear waves, and he can knock this Xia Fukun to the ground, and put Xia Fukun's face on the ground and rub it vigorously, okay?

It is also at this time.

Xia Fukun's eyes lit up.

He thought of a very classy ancient poem.

And just so, it can correspond to this anthurium with clear waves.

Seeing that Oudi's attack came in front of him, Xia Fukun didn't rush.

A hand stretched out.

The corner of his mouth raised.

"One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers!"

Odie: "???"

Another yellow warrior: "???"

They had never heard of it, in this underworld, there is another move with such a long name!

Moreover, this particular feeling is not ancient poetry!

Subconsciously, Odie's attack stalled for a few tenths of a second.

It was also under those tenths of a second.

Odie's offensive reproduced by Xia Fukun arrived.

In front of Naodi, the claw Xia Fukun handed was like a roaring tiger.

Before he could react, the fierce tiger swallowed himself.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

This Odie flew directly into the **** pit.

Odie: "???"

Another yellow warrior: "???"

They didn't expect that the current white-clothed Underworld Warriors are already so cowhide...