Chapter 686 Self-Mutilation?

Sometimes, Immortal Noble cannot figure it out.

Although he is also a supporting character, he is still a major supporting character. Why does a minor supporting character like Shang Shu talk so much?

Are you rushing to make a show?

Underworld...

The celebration banquet lasted for three days and three nights.

Xia Fukun himself didn't know how much he drank.

Although his drinking capacity is not bad, and if he really wanted to, no amount of alcohol would be enough to make him drunk.

However, during these three days, Xia Fukun was in a state of intoxication.

The atmosphere in the entire underworld was extremely joyful.

It also ends in three days, as all the underworld people know.

Everything that should be relaxed has been relaxed.

Next, we need to prepare for the recruitment of the five realms in a year's time.

The underworld people have been waiting for this battle for tens of thousands of years.

them……

Need to stand up.

Complex... introduce themselves to the other four realms.

Let those...

I have forgotten the existence of the underworld, and I know that among the five realms, the one that was originally at the top was their underworld...

War is about to break out.

But the start of this battle not only depends on whether Xia Fukun can break through to the realm of the underworld in this year, but more importantly, it also needs to be seen on whether their overall strength in the underworld can be sublimated.

If it is still the same as now, then it is estimated that even if the recruitment of the Five Realms is really opened, the underworld may not only be unable to prove itself and stand at the highest peak of the Five Realms again, on the contrary, it may also be directly followed by the other four realms. erased from this space.

"Chang Yuxuan, you have worked hard during this period. Please summon more food for everyone in the underworld that can increase the power of the underworld."

"good……"

Although Chang Yuxuan has now reached the strength of the white-robed warrior. You can summon a lot of delicious food at once. Moreover, these delicacies have the effect of replenishing the power of the underworld. but……

After all, there are millions of people in this underworld.

It seems that Chang Yuxuan's life will not be very easy in the next year...

It was also when Xia Fukun was explaining things to the people around him and preparing to lay the groundwork for the next retreat.

I heard a burst of wind not far away.

Everyone in the group raised their heads.

Then, he saw a figure wearing white clothes and rushed directly in front of Xia Fukun.

Just as everyone was about to stop him, they saw the figure coming to Xia Fukun and making no offensive moves against Xia Fukun.

Instead, both knees hit the ground with a "bang!"

The whole ground is cracked...

Then, he saw that figure and kowtowed to Xia Fukun "bang bang bang" several times.

Xia Fukun: "???"

Everyone around was confused.

What's going on? !

"Who are you……"

Xia Fukun looked at the figure in front of him who was kowtowing to him crazily. He couldn't help but thought that his long-lost son had come from the fairy world to the underworld to recognize his father... Otherwise, this would really make no sense! There is no reason for a stranger to come over and kowtow!

"Idol! You may not know me, but I am a white-clothed underworld warrior just like you!"

Upon hearing this person's words, Chang Yuxuan and his party on the side felt a little unhappy, frowning and said:

"Hey? Little brother, what are you talking about? Why are you a white-clothed underworld warrior? We, Mr. Kun, want to wear gray clothes. That is a casual matter."

"that is!"

Yang Yao nodded in agreement.

"Not only gray clothes, but also floral clothes, no one dares to care about Mr. Kun wearing them!"

Xia Fukun: "..."

After waving his hand to stop Chang Yuxuan and Yang Yao, Xia Fukun looked at the white-clothed figure in front of him, with a hole in his forehead and blood dripping from it.

"What do you want to do?"

Xia Fukun's eyelids twitched.

Could it be that because he is so strong, he thinks that he has many treasures and is ready to come here to have fun?

But you can’t!

So many people around here saw it, but I didn’t take any action!

"Idol, that's what it is!"

The figure's eyes were shining.

"I have been stuck on the strength of the Ming Yang warrior in white clothes before, but I feel that with my strength, there is no need to wear this white clothes. Then, didn't you crush the Ming Yang before? I suddenly felt that my body Like a bottomless pit, I have absorbed a lot of underworld power, and I feel like I have reached the realm of the underworld emperor now!"

"I just thought about it, the city lords in our city are not as talented as me. If I want to find someone as talented as me, I must find the strongest person to teach me. Otherwise, it will be a mistake. What?"

Xia Fukun: "..."

It's inappropriate to say words like misleading people from your own mouth, right?

However, he saw that the white-clothed Hades warrior in front of him was still quite young. Is this guy really in the realm of the Hades Emperor?

"Let me try to see your strength."

Xia Fukun frowned. Although Ming Yang was crushed and there was a lot of Ming power in the underworld, the upgrade speed was a bit shocking!

Even I didn’t directly jump from the white-clothed underworld warrior to the realm of underworld emperor!

"Idol, be careful then!"

The white-clothed dark warrior gave a cold shout. Immediately, his whole face turned red.

"What is this for?"

Yang Yao and Chang Yuxuan looked at each other, not understanding!

"Constipated?"

Yang Yao asked tentatively.

"Do not talk."

Xia Fukun looked at the white-clothed dark warrior in front of him, and wanted to see what kind of attack the other party could unleash.

It was also at this time that the white-clothed underworld warrior's energy sank into his dantian.

"A line of egrets ascending to the west!"

Following his loud shout, egrets formed from the power of the underworld appeared above his head.

Then, all those egrets looked like they were going to smoke marijuana...

Xia Fukun: "???"

Are you sure it's not a line of egrets ascending into the sky?

but……

To be honest, seeing all these egrets rolling their eyes and then floating towards the sky, Xia Fukun thought that a line of egrets ascending to the west might also be an ancient poem?

However, Xia Fukun was originally prepared to accept the move. However, as those egrets ascended to the west sky, the white-clothed underworld warrior took a deep breath, and then sat limply on the ground.

Xia Fukun: "??"

"it's over?"

Xia Fukun was a little stunned.

"It's over!"

The white-robed underworld warrior nodded.

Xia Fukun pondered for two seconds...

"Some people's moves are to kill one thousand enemies and damage oneself eight hundred. You are doing zero damage and harming yourself..."