Crazy Demon Refining System

"What? Judging from your tone, it seems that you are dissatisfied with my Jiuyoumen?"

The elder of the Nine Phantom Gate, who was called Senior Hong, had a serious face when he heard the vice-chairman of the Mercenary Guild.

"Hahaha, Senior Hong, what joke are you talking about!"

Seeing that Senior Hong was angry, the vice president of the mercenary guild quickly patted Senior Hong on the shoulder.

"take away!"

Senior Hong scolded angrily.

"My shoulder is something you can touch? You don't know what's going on, do you?"

"If it weren't for our young sect master's interest in the dragon's corpse, our Jiuyoumen would need to cooperate with second-rate forces like you?"

This kind of Chibai's words are reasonable, and it is estimated that only Jiuyoumen, which can be called a top force even in the entire Jiuyou Continent, would say it to the mercenary guild.

You know, the president of the mercenary guild, no matter how you say it, is also a half-step saint...

"Heh...hehe...what you said makes sense."

The vice president of the mercenary guild smiled bitterly, and quickly took his hand off the opponent's shoulder.

Also at this time.

Senior Hong's gaze shifted slightly.

"Young sect master is here..."

As he spoke softly, everyone in the Nine Pylores Gate turned to a certain direction.

Everyone, including Senior Hong, bowed down...

"Fuck? What's the matter? A cult organization?"

Looking at the battle of the Nine Pylores, Xia Fukun was immediately a little confused.

Also at this time.

The ground where Xia Fukun and the others were located trembled.

Xia Fukun grabbed Ye Qingwan's hand, and looked in the direction where the eyes of the Jiuyoumen people were.

"Oh!"

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by the sound getting closer.

Everyone saw that two behemoths, carrying a huge sedan chair, galloped towards the crowd.Although the speed was extremely fast, the sedan chair did not have the slightest jolt.

"My God! It turned out to be a behemoth!"

"Isn't that a monster beast at the peak of the eighth rank??? How could it come to be a coolie like a bearer..."

"Could it be the mysterious young master of Jiuyoumen?"

Along with the sparse discussions around him, Xia Fukun casually grabbed a casual cultivator who was at the peak of bravery beside him.

"Brother, is the nine pylorus strong?"

Xia Fukun asked curiously.

"Who are you calling buddy?!"

The casual cultivator immediately became a little unhappy when Xia Fukun pulled him over.Why are you still casually dating relatives?At that time, he waved Xia Fukun's hand away and said something dissatisfied.

"Hey?"

Xia Fukun was lost at that time, I'm afraid you are a little confused about the situation, right?

The aura of the middle stage of Shenwei enveloped the casual cultivator like a tide.

"A realm of divine power?"

The rogue cultivator was taken aback for a moment, then held back immediately.

"Brother, please forgive me!"

"Oh! Say it quickly!"

Xia Fukun didn't bother to argue with a warrior in the realm of bravery.Put away your breath and look at each other.

"Don't you even know about Nine Pylore Gates?"

Feeling that Xia Fukun withdrew his breath, the casual cultivator quickly breathed a sigh of relief, then saw that Xia Fukun seemed about to get angry again, and quickly said:

"Nine Nether Gates is the most mysterious force in the Nine Nether Continent. In the entire Nine Nether Gates, there are no less than half-step saintly powerhouses!"

"So strong?"

Xia Fukun originally thought that Ghost Shadow and the royal family of Jiuyou State where Chutian belonged were already considered the top forces on the Jiuyou Continent, but he didn't expect to jump out of Jiuyou Gate now.

"Of course! And Jiuyoumen is not only mysterious, but also powerful. It is also the richest force in the entire Jiuyou Continent. Existences like the Red Maple Chamber of Commerce are not even comparable to their nine oxen."

"So rich?"

Xia Fukun's eyeballs rolled around.The eyes looking at the sedan chair suddenly became fiery.

He felt that he should be able to make friends with the young master of the Nine Pylores.

After all, a person who is rich is not rich, but he who drives the people around him to be rich is called rich!

It was also under the communication between Xia Fukun and the casual cultivator.

The two behemoths had already arrived at the Jiuyou Gate, and the sedan chair was lightly placed on the ground.One of the behemoths gently lifted the curtain on the sedan chair.

Under the eyes of everyone, a foot on a white boot stuck out.

"Young sect master!"

Elder Hong and the others hurried up to greet him.

It was also at this time that the owner of the white boot appeared in the sight of everyone.

The young head of the Nine Pylores is dressed in white.The breath is elegant, the skin is fair, and the edges and corners of the face are as sharp as a knife and an axe. The two are thick and heavy, and they are raised obliquely, bringing out a kind of sharp sword-like eyebrows. Underneath is a pair of slightly sunken eyebrows. Orbits, eyes as bright as amber.

He had a kind and harmless smile on his face.

It was a look that even Ye Qingwan would feel jealous of.

Xia Fukun frowned when he saw it.

Why does this guy look so similar to Wu Yanzu?Originally, Xia Fukun was at a disadvantage because of his appearance, and he relied entirely on his temperament to pick up girls. Now that his appearance, temperament, and wealth have all been compared by others, then he only has the advantage of the demon refining system?

"Elder Hong, why are there so many people?"

The young sect master of Jiuyoumen came out and found hundreds of people around him, so he frowned slightly at that time.

"Returning to Young Master, the news was delivered by the mercenary guild, so as a resource sharing, they will also participate together. As for other forces, including those casual cultivators, they came after hearing the news."

Xia Fukun felt more and more that the Jiuyoumen was a cult organization. How could the elder speak with a touch of excitement when talking to the young sect master, as if a fan had met an idol?
"Forget it, let's do it this time. Next time, remember, we Jiuyoumen don't need to cooperate with outside forces."

Xia Fukun's hearing ability is astonishing, when he heard the words of the young sect master of Jiuyoumen, he was not happy at that time.

"Bragging! If the Nine Pylori Gates are not afraid of the Dragon Clan, they still need to cooperate with other forces to reduce losses?"

When Xia Fukun said this, the surroundings were quiet.

Elder Hong raised his eyebrows angrily when he heard that.

"Who is talking!"

Xia Fukun curled his lips, only a fool would tell you that I was talking.

Of course...

Before Xia Fukun could react.

The young sect master of the Jiuyoumen appeared in front of Xia Fukun like a ghost.

"It was you who questioned Jiuyoumen just now?"

"Hehe, you came pretty fast!"

Xia Fukun cursed in his heart, but said in his mouth:

"not me."

Hearing Xia Fukun's words, the Young Sect Master of the Nine Ure Gate raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and slapped Xia Fukun with a palm.

Xia Fukun: "?"

How do you say that you just do it?

At that time, he met the young sect master of Jiuyoumen, who was not much different in age from himself, and Xia Fukun had never suffered a disadvantage at the hands of his peers.

Then this palm goes down.

The young sect master of Jiuyoumen didn't move at all, but Xia Fukun stepped back a few meters and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"what?"

The young sect master of the Nine Phantom Gate uttered a doubt.

Among his peers, no one had ever been able to withstand his palm, so he couldn't help being a little curious about Xia Fukun.

"I am the young sect master of Jiuyou Sect, Fei Yang, who are you?"

Xia Fukun was immediately fascinated when he heard the words of the young sect master of Jiuyoumen.

Everyone is from the Jiuyou Continent, why is your name so excellent in traditional characters?

Xia Fukun pondered for a moment, and clasped his fists at the young sect master of Jiuyoumen:
"You don't change your name when you're going, and you don't change your surname when you sit."

"I: Yang Yao!"