Crazy Demon Refining System

Under the gaze of everyone.

Wang Laosan said "Hey!"

He let out a long breath.Qi sank to his dantian, and then a ripple suddenly appeared in the space in front of him.Immediately afterwards, a palm-sized summoned beast that looked like a slug appeared in front of everyone.

"Is this the dream-loving beast that is said to be unique in the entire Nine Nether Continent?"

"It is said that President Wang, a dream-thirsty beast, can devour other people's dreams, use dreams as nourishment, and then create illusions. It can be said that it can't be powerful!"

"Nonsense, can the summoned beast of the eighth-level summoner not be powerful?"

The 98 people next to Xia Fukun, seeing the dream beast summoned by Wang Laosan, kept communicating in low voices.

Xia Fukun was lost.

Isn't that a slug?
and--

"What were you talking about just now? There is only one dream-thirsty beast in the entire Jiuyou Continent? Are you bragging?"

Hearing Xia Fukun's ridicule, the other contestants were not happy at that time.

"Hehe! That's what is recorded in the history books, don't you believe it! Why, why don't you show me one?"

Hearing what the other party said, Xia Fukun froze for a moment.

"If you ask me to take it, I will take it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?"

"Stop talking big here! If you can bring out a second Dream Beast, I'll give you all my space rings!"

The person who said this was a fifth-level summoner, Xia Fukun glanced at the space ring in the opponent's hand.

At that time, a dream-thirsty beast was summoned from the demon refining system.

One advantage of the demon refining system is that it can summon all the summoned beasts that Xia Fukun has seen before.And the reason why Xia Fukun didn't summon it was because...he didn't need to summon a stronger summoned beast in the demon refining system to summon such a useless summoned beast, right?
This dream-thirsty beast sounds very cowhide, but I don't sleep or dream, what else can you do to me?
And according to Xia Fukun's understanding, this dream-thirsty beast seems to have a certain amount of power only when other people are sleeping, and it usually looks the same as it, just a poor slug!

When Xia Fukun "thump, thump, thump" added a piece of bgm to himself.

Everyone had already guessed that the summoner who had a confrontation with Xia Fukun just now died.

really!

In Xia Fukun's hands, a dream-thirsty beast exactly like President Wang appeared.

"What did you just say?"

Xia Fukun grabbed the Dream Beast with one hand, and stretched out his fingers with the other hand to dig out its ears.

"I said... awesome!"

This Tier [-] Summoner is also convinced, how cheap is his mouth?To make this bet with Xia Fukun?
He happily took the space ring from the fifth-level summoner, and Xia Fukun threw it into the demon refinement system for [-] refinement points.

"Anyone else want to bet?"

"Ha ha!"

When the people around heard Xia Fukun's words, they sneered.

Only fools bet with you, okay? !

Hearing this sneer, the young man who had bet with Xia Fukun squatted down immediately, drawing circles on the ground with his fingers...

I am that idiot...

Xia Fukun didn't expect this group of people to be so bloodless... No choice but to throw the dream-thirsty beast back into the demon refining system.

At this time, Wang Laosan's voice resounded in the square:
"All summoner friends who came to the competition, pay attention!"

As Wang Laosan's voice fell, the entire square was enveloped by a strange force.

Sweat dripped down Wang Laosan's forehead, obviously this time manipulating the dream-thirsty beast to cast a spell cost him a lot of effort.

Soon, the summoners on the square disappeared one by one.From the looks of it, it should have been teleported to that illusion.

"Brother Xia! Remember to protect me later!"

Before Wu Chen finished speaking, he was sucked into the illusion by the dream-thirsty beast.

Xia Fukun scratched his head in embarrassment, I'm afraid you will suffer for a while, brother Wu!

Soon, except for Xia Fukun, the other summoners were sucked into the illusion created by the dream-thirsty beast.

Wang Laosan breathed a sigh of relief and put his hands down.

"It seems that I am still strong and strong, and I have sucked everyone into the illusion."

Hearing Wang Laosan's words, the senior leaders of the Summoner Association couldn't help coughing, and secretly reminded Wang Laosan.

"The cold current in Dancheng has hit recently, elders, please take care of your health! Don't catch the cold."

Wang Laosan thought that the senior executives of the Summoner Association had caught a cold, so he expressed concern.

"No...President Wang, didn't you see that Xia Fukun is still standing in the square?"

"Oh, really?"

Wang Laosan was a little embarrassed.

Many masters keep their eyes closed when casting spells, and Wang Laosan is no exception... He just saw that the dark figures in front of him were all sucked away, and he didn't notice that there was Xia Fukun standing beside him ...

This is so embarrassing!

Wang Laosan took a breath, and said to Xia Fukun:

"Why didn't you get sucked into the illusion by the dream-thirsty beast?"

Hearing Wang Laosan's question, Xia Fukun was also confused.

"You ask me how do I know?"

"Is it because you are not strong enough?"

"Ok?"

Wang Laosan was stunned for a moment, is this questioning the president? !

At that time, Wang Laosan closed his eyes and manipulated the dream-thirsty beast to suck Xia Fukun into the illusion again.

But when he opened his eyes, Xia Fukun was still standing in front of him? !

"Could it be that my way of opening my eyes is incorrect? I'll open them again!"

Wang Laosan closed his eyes and opened them again.

As a result, Xia Fukun was waving at him...

"Hehehe, it must be because the distance is too far..."

Wang Laosan smiled bitterly.

Take a few steps forward to cast a spell...

The casting is over...Xia Fukun is still there.

"It's still too far..."

…………

Wang Laosan cast spells a few times, and those members of the Summoner Association no longer know about it...

They were discussing quietly:

"otherwise……"

"Anyway, those summoners who came to compete have already been sucked into the illusion..."

"We just gave the championship to Xia Fukun? Anyway, we can't afford to mess with this guy?!"

As soon as this voice appeared, everyone unanimously agreed.

The eighth-level summoner... other summoners can't beat it!Isn't this equivalent to protecting others in disguise?

Xia Fukun didn't know what these high-level officials were discussing.

But he looked at Wang Laosan whose nose was almost sticking to his face...

"President Wang, if you really have nothing to do, why don't I go in by myself?"

When Wang Laosan heard Xia Fukun's words, he was taken aback for a moment.

"Oh? You can still go in by yourself?"

"Yup!"

As Xia Fukun said, he "slipped" and disappeared into the square...

Wang Laosan smiled in spite of himself.

"Hehe, why didn't you say it earlier!"