Crazy Demon Refining System

"Do you have a solution?"

Xia Fukun asked Hua Duoduo.

Hua Duoduo nodded confidently.

"of course!"

"Boss, with your current strength, becoming a red-clothed underworld warrior is already a certainty!"

Xia Fukun nodded, Hua Duoduo was right.Although his real strength is only about that of Huang Yiming Warrior, but with various means, he can indeed fight against Hong Yiming Warrior!
"So! As long as you go to participate in the dark martial arts and become a red-clothed dark warrior, won't you be able to go to the second floor naturally?"

"Although the Dark Martial Arts has just finished its session, as long as it takes another 99 years, it will be able to start again. Boss, you only need to wait for 99 years, can't you go upstairs?"

Looking at Xia Fukun who has a serious face with Hua Duoduo.

Xia Fukun pondered for two seconds: "Get lost?"

Hua Duoduo was stunned for a moment... He didn't know that he had analyzed Xia Fukun so seriously, why did Xia Fukun tell him to fuck off?
For the people of the underworld, the time of a hundred years has passed really quickly, almost just in a wave of hands.

After all, the lifespan of this underworld person is eternal.Many warriors in white clothes have lived for tens of thousands of years.They have participated in the 100-year Underworld Martial Art, and I don't know how many sessions they have participated in.

But Xia Fukun is different!

He has just entered this underworld. In 100 years, many things can really be changed.

Like the earth.

For example, the Nine Nether Continent.

For example, the demon world and the fairy world!

Xia Fukun doesn't even know what will happen in those worlds.

Ask him to wait for 100 years, then go upstairs, and then go to see if there is a suitable Mingwu skill.

Oh, sorry!Can't he do it?

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

Xia Fukun didn't pay attention to Huaduoduo anymore. At first he thought Huaduoduo had something, but he didn't expect that it was just a Muggle. With a sneer, Xia Fukun walked up the stairs.

Also at this time.

"Ok?"

The old man who was flipping through the books suddenly let out a dissatisfied voice in his nasal cavity.

"Where did the little guy come from? I don't know. Are there any rules in the Zangshu Pavilion?"

At this point in the voice, the old warrior in red put down the book in his hand, and his gaze lightly swept over Xia Fukun.

Xia Fukun was glanced at by the old man, and he felt as if his whole body had been seen thoroughly.

but--

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

Let's not talk about the Underworld King of the Underworld.

Even the Great Sage Equaling Heaven from the demon world and Yang Yang from the fairy world are much stronger than this red-clothed old man!
Xia Fukun really didn't understand.

What the hell are you crazy about? !
Why do you show your superiority in front of yourself?Also "huh?" Uh you shit huh!

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun let out a displeased "Huh?"

"Why did it drop?"

The old man in red: "???"

He has lived for tens of thousands of years.

It was the first time I saw such an arrogant white-clothed underworld warrior...

Fuck!Don't you know that in front of you is a warrior in red?How dare you speak like this? ? ?
Where has the civilization that Lord Hades has been advocating has gone?Where did the rules of the underworld go? !
The underworld warrior in red snorted coldly.

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

After the warrior in red snorted coldly, a tyrannical aura suddenly appeared on his body.

After this aura appeared, the entire library trembled.And Hua Duoduo, who was behind Xia Fukun, couldn't bear the pressure even more, and knelt down directly.

Xia Fukun was also very uncomfortable by the breath at the moment.

But a mere red-clothed underworld warrior wants Xia Fukun to kneel down?
Oh, sorry, wishful thinking!

Xia Fukun snorted coldly.

There was also an aura on him.

Although this aura is much weaker than that of the red-clothed underworld warrior.But because of the addition of ten bloodline powers, the aura of the red-clothed underworld warrior was vaguely stopped.

Xia Fukun looked at the warrior in red.

"What's the difference?"

That red-clothed underworld warrior: "..."

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

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

Fuck, is this kid also a warrior in red? !

But can't!When did this blood shadow city have such a young red-clothed underworld warrior?
The warrior in red looked at Xia Fukun and felt that Xia Fukun should be very young.At least not as big as him!He had never heard of such a young warrior in red!

"who are you?"

Thinking of this, the warrior in red frowned and asked.

"who?"

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

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun hesitated for a moment, then said:

"I am the successor of socialism."

The old man of the underworld warrior in red: "???"

He wanted to ask Xia Fukun what kind of strength he was, but Xia Fukun made such a coquettish remark to him?What is the successor of socialism? !Never heard of it!

"Then what's your name?"

The old man in red was so angry that he had a toothache, and asked Xia Fukun again.

"name?"

Xia Fukun pondered for a moment.

"Otherwise you call me Red Scarf?"

The old man in red took a deep breath.

He felt that he couldn't talk to Xia Fukun anymore!If the conversation continues like this, he will be pissed off by Xia Fukun!

"Although you have an aura similar to that of a warrior in red, rules are rules. You can't go to the second floor of the Zangshu Pavilion."

"You really can't go?"

Xia Fukun frowned, these people in the underworld are pure and simple, but to be honest, they are too rigid.Fortunately, at this time, Xia Fukun already had an idea.