Monster Refining System

"Have you accepted your fate?"

The figure did not look back.

However, the extremely old voice reached Xia Fukun's ears.

"you are……"

Xia Fukun took a deep breath and looked at the figure in front of him a little dull.

It's also this time.

The figure pointed its gaze at the ancient dragon in the realm of the **** emperor who was standing proudly in the sky at this moment.

"Is it because I haven't appeared for a long time, which caused you to swell?"

"Have I said that even if Fulinmen disciples hunt and kill Gulong, Gulong, they can't resist?"

Looking at the strange and familiar figure in front of him.

The two eyeballs of the ancient dragon in the realm of the **** emperor almost fell off.

"Help... help master father..."

The voice trembled because of extreme fear.

At this moment, the ancient dragon in the realm of the **** emperor didn't think about anything, just wanted to quickly leave this **** place.

It never thought that this group of master fathers would appear at such a time.

Appeared in this way.

"what?!"

I also heard the phrase from the Gulong of the God Emperor, whether it was Xia Fukun behind that figure, or the two figures of tombstones and Xue Qian floating around, I was a little at a loss.

Not only Xia Fukun, but even Tombstone and Xue Qian have never seen the helper father.

Even the head teacher of Fulinmen has never seen the helper father several times.

The existence of the leader's father is like a legend.

No one could have imagined that this group of master fathers would appear at this time.

"I'll clean up you later."

The father of the helper glanced at the ancient dragon in the realm of the **** emperor. With just one glance, the ancient dragon in the realm of the **** emperor was like his whole person. No, the whole dragon fell into the ice cellar.

Vinonov lowered his head, not daring to speak aside.

The leader's father turned his attention to Xue Qian and Tombstone.

"Help... help master father, me, we..."

Because of the excitement, Tombstone and Xue Qian didn't know how to express their inner thoughts for a while.

So excited!

"Are you the holy sons of this year of Fulinmen?"

The helper's father's eyes were exceptionally indifferent, including his expression, which was also very cold.

"Can't you see that your fellow mate is being ravaged by this little bug? If I don't show up, your fellow mate will fall, don't you know?"

The sudden questioning silenced both Tombstone and Xue Qian.

The full joy of seeing the gang leader's father was wiped out. Both of them closed their mouths and dared not speak.

"I am very disappointed with you."

The helper father waved his hand, and immediately, the two most powerful saints among the blessings disappeared from the ancient dragon space, and the gems in their hands disappeared with them. To be precise, the orb at this moment has been shattered. It is a broken orb.

It was also after the ancient dragon in the realm of the **** emperor stood honestly in place, and then eliminated the tombstone and the two holy sons of Xue Qian, the helper father turned around and came to Xia Fukun.

At this moment, Xia Fukun was completely dumbfounded.

The helper father in front of him didn't have that kind of very old feeling, a face, young and tender like himself. Only those eyes flashed with the past and vicissitudes of life. Obviously, this group of master fathers have experienced a lot and seen a lot.

"The skill you just used should be an exclusive skill in the Bliss system, right?"

The helper father grinned. Speaking to Xia Fukun.

"Yes, it is."

Xia Fukun didn't dare to lie, and responded.

"Have you ever owned the Bliss System?"

The helper father looked at Xia Fukun's eyes and asked again.

"Yes, it's just that the disciple unfortunately lost it."

Xia Fukun smiled bitterly and said.

"I have to rely on my own strength to find the lost things."

The father of the helper glanced at Xia Fukun and said lightly.

"Don't you worry, am I the traitor of the Great Shrine?"

Xia Fukun took a breath, gritted his teeth and spoke out what was in his heart.

"I think people are very accurate, I believe you are not that kind of person, and even if you are, it doesn't matter."

The helper father smiled faintly.

"The palace lord of the Great Shrine, Yun Liao, can't get through any storms in my hands, let alone your little disciple."

"People, if you want to get strong enough capital, hard work is very important. But more importantly, you must have eyes that can see the future."

The helper's father pointed his eyes and smiled lightly at Xia Fukun.

Listening to the words of the helper's father, Xia Fukun felt quite a bit. He was silent for a long time, then raised his head again, just about to say something, only to find that the group of master fathers had disappeared.

"Papa, I heard that you never accept disciples. I don't know if I can follow you in practice."

Xia Fukun took a deep breath and roared in this vast and boundless ancient dragon space.

"Hehe, wait until you really get back your own things, let's talk about it."

The voice of the helper's father passed back faintly. As the voice came back, Xia Fukun found that his orb, which had been swallowed by the ancient dragon in the realm of God Emperor, had returned to him.

One hand, he held the orb in front of him.

Xia Fukun took a deep breath.

"Helper father..."

Many times, what one person says can really change another person's life.

The original Xia Fukun was very confused.

But after listening to the helper father's words, he felt that he had grown up.

It's not just the heart, the thoughts.

All aspects have grown.

"So, the next step is to obtain the qualifications of a holy son."

Xia Fukun narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, both the Tombstone and Xue Qian were eliminated. The first place in this hunting battle naturally belongs to him, but he never thought that when he fell into despair, this dawn in the dawn would turn out to be the helper father.

Even more did not expect that the helper father would say this to himself.

Yes it is--

Just thinking about these things in front of me is not enough.

In the future, there is a long way to go.

It takes a pair of eyes that can penetrate the dense fog and see the future.

Xia Fukun squeezed a fist.

And at this moment, it will be less than ten hours before the hunting battle is over...