Monster Refining System

"Do you have a way?"

Xia Fukun asked Huaduoduo.

Hua Duoduo nodded confidently.

"of course!"

"Big brother, with your current strength, to become a red samurai warrior, that is already a certainty!"

Xia Fukun nodded, this is a good idea. Although his true strength is only about the yellow warrior, but with various means, it is indeed able to fight the red warrior!

"That's why! As long as you go to participate in the underworld martial arts, and become a red underworld warrior, wouldn't you be able to go to the second floor as a matter of course?"

"This dark martial arts has just ended, but as long as it is ninety-nine years later, it will be able to open again. Big brother, you only have to wait ninety-nine years, can't you go upstairs ?"

Looking at the serious Xia Fukun Huaduoduo.

Xia Fukun pondered for two seconds: "Go away?"

After spending a lot of stunned... he didn't know that he was so serious about analyzing with Xia Fukun, why did Xia Fukun want to get out?

For the underworld, a hundred years of time really passed quickly, almost just between waving his hands.

After all, the life span of this underworld is eternal. Many Pluto Warriors have lived for tens of thousands of years. They have participated in this one-hundred-year Nether Martial Arts Classic. I don't know how many sessions they have participated in.

But Xia Fukun is different!

He just entered this underworld. A hundred years can really change a lot of things.

For example, the earth.

For example, the Jiuyou Continent.

For example, the demon world and the fairy world!

He Xia Fukun didn't even know what would happen in those worlds.

Ask him to wait for a hundred years, then go upstairs, and then go to see if there is a suitable dark martial art.

Haha, sorry! Can he not do it?

"I don't believe it, I can't go upstairs yet!"

Xia Fukun stopped paying attention to this flower. At first he thought it had something to do with it, but he didn't expect that it was just a Muggle. With a sneer, Xia Fukun pulled his leg up and walked up the stairs.

It is also at this time.

"Ok?"

The old man who was reading a book suddenly made a dissatisfied sound in his nose.

"Where did the little guy come from, I don't know, what are the rules of this library?"

At this point, the old man in the red-clothed Ming warrior put down the book in his hand, and his gaze swept lightly on Xia Fukun's body.

Xia Fukun was glanced at by the old man, only to feel that he had been seen thoroughly.

but--

It's not that Xia Fukun has never seen a strong one.

Let's not talk about the underworld underworld emperor of the underworld.

Just the Monkey King of the Demon Realm and the Immortal Venerable Yang Yang of the Immortal Realm, do not know how much better than this old man in red!

He Xia Fukun really couldn't figure it out.

What are you so good about? !

Why do you show superiority in front of yourself? Still "huh?" Uh, you shit!

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun let out an uncomfortable "Huh?"

"Why is it dripping?"

The old man in red: "???"

He has lived for tens of thousands of years.

The first time I saw such an arrogant soldier in white clothes...

Damn it! Don't you know that the man in front of you is a red samurai? Do you dare to speak like this? ? ?

Where is the civilization that Master Hades has been advocating? Where have the rules of the underworld gone? !

The red samurai snorted coldly.

"A mere white warrior dare to be disrespectful to the red warrior. Do you know how big the gap between us is?"

After the scarlet warrior finished coldly humming, a tyrannical aura suddenly appeared on his body.

After this breath appeared, the entire library was shaken. There were so many flowers behind Xia Fukun, and he couldn't hold back the pressure, so he knelt down and bowed.

Xia Fukun was also very uncomfortable with this breath now.

But a scarlet warrior wants Xia Fukun to kneel down?

Haha, sorry, wishful thinking!

Xia Fukun snorted coldly.

An aura also appeared on his body.

This aura, although much weaker than the aura of the red samurai. However, because of the power of ten kinds of bloodlines, it vaguely stopped the aura of the red samurai warrior.

Xia Fukun looked at the red samurai warrior.

"What gap?"

The red samurai: "..."

He originally thought that Xia Fukun would directly bow down like Hua Duoduo under his pressure.

The result is Nima! He suddenly felt a force no less than his own in Xia Fukun.

Damn it, is this kid also a red samurai? !

But no! When has there been such a young red samurai in this Blood Shadow City?

The red samurai warrior looked at Xia Fukun, feeling that Xia Fukun should be very young. At least not as big as him! He has never heard of such a young samurai in red!

"who are you?"

Thinking of this, the red samurai frowned and asked.

"who?"

Xia Fukun was taken aback for a moment. Nowadays, people like to ask each other when they encounter hard stubbornness, who are you? Do you want to know the identity background?

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun hesitated, and then said:

"I am the successor to socialism."

The old man of the red samurai: "???"

He wanted to ask what strength Xia Fukun really is, but in the end, Xia Fukun gave him such a sorrowful sentence? What is the successor of socialism? ! Haven't heard of it!

"Then what's your name?"

The old man in red was annoyed with a toothache, and asked Xia Fukun again.

"first name?"

Xia Fukun pondered for a moment.

"Otherwise you call me a red scarf?"

The old man in red took a deep breath.

He felt that he couldn't talk to this Xia Fukun anymore! If he keeps on talking like this, he will be **** alive by this Xia Fukun!

"Although you have a breath similar to that of a red samurai warrior, the rules are the rules. You can't go to the second floor of the library."

"Really can't go?"

Xia Fukun's brows were knotted. These people in the underworld were innocent, but to be honest, they were too rigid. But fortunately at this time, Xia Fukun already had an idea.