Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Black Xuandao Man

"Hello, hello. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Wang Yao was stunned, and Shi Shiran stretched out his right hand. The two of them clasped their hands together, and laughed strangely: "Interesting, interesting, you all come with me!"

The two of them parted with a touch of their hands, which seemed to be nothing, but Wang Yao seemed to be like a thunderbolt, taking advantage of the humming haha two monsters to turn around and not paying attention, he hurriedly brought his right hand to his mouth and bragged a few breaths, the whole palm was red and fluttering, and the tears hurt him, and he hurriedly wiped it off, thinking that this humming monster has so much strength, it just hurts to death!

The brethren gave way, and new friends joined in. The hum monster shouted loudly in the barbarian language. When the barbarians heard this, they all looked over, and the demons also shook their heads and looked at it, and they all consciously stood in both directions, making way for a way, and some of the drunk ones didn't have time to get out of the way, and they were slapped aside by the humming monster casually.

Wang Yao was sandwiched between the two monsters, bearing the scrutiny of all the people, only to see this ill-intentioned look one by one, a layer of cold sweat on his vest immediately gushed out, but he was finally a person who had seen the world, even if he was afraid, he would not show it, he was upright, just strode forward, and there was a hum and hum with a lower posture to compare the two monsters, he seemed to be like a king coming, so that a group of evil cultivators and monsters could not figure out his details at all.

They all talked about Wang Yao one after another.

"What is the origin of this man?"

"It looks like you're quite capable!"

"The skin looks good......

Wang Yao didn't squint, just walked forward, only to see that in front of him, on a throne inlaid with gold and silver, at this moment sat an old barbarian, he was bald and wrinkled, but he had a snow-white long beard that could hang straight to the ground, and his height was five meters away, like a small mountain, even if he was sitting, he was a cut higher than ordinary barbarians, Wang Yao was even farther away from it, and he could only hit his knees.

Wang Yao secretly guessed that this barbarian should be blamed on the great barbarian king in the mouth of Haha, but he saw that he was holding a copper wine cup the size of a basin in his hand at the moment, and he kept pouring wine into his mouth to drink.

Wang Yao stood below, looked up, and felt that the air seemed to have become much thinner, and a great pressure was like a tide splitting his head, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

The humming monster respectfully asked in barbarian language: "Ancestor, haha monster has brought back an evil cultivator, called Wang Yao, he wants to join our barbarian god city, I have come to ask the ancestor to see, is it trustworthy?"

When the Great Barbarian King heard this, a pair of copper bells and big eyes looked at Wang Yao, and a ball of fine light shone down, glanced for a moment, and said in an urn voice: "What is his ability?"

The humming monster then asked Wang Yao: "Brother Wang, I don't know what skills you have, can you tell me one or two?"

"Ask me about my skills?" Wang Yao froze, he couldn't understand the conversation between the humming monster and the barbarian king, and couldn't help but pull the haha monster strangely and asked: "Haha brother, didn't you say that you just pulled me to be a guest? Why do you still ask this?"

"Oh, that's our habit here, just in case those cultivators get in, that's why we have to do this. Haha Strange face did not change his face and lied, he deceived Wang Yao, and said to the humming monster that he was here to join the Barbarian God City, and he also wanted to add a little help to the Barbarian God City, lest Wang Yao accuse him of deliberately deceiving, so he said: "Just say it a little bit!"

"I, I'm better at refining weapons!" Wang Yao couldn't, so he had to say, but scratching his head and thinking about it, it seemed that he didn't have any commendable skills except for the cultivation comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage, so he had to report the only refining ability that he knew and was not proficient in.

Of course, he gave a slightly higher report to save face.

Haha weird talent didn't care so much, and hurriedly explained to the Great Barbarian King: "Brother Wang is a great master of refining weapons, and his strength is even more ......than that of an out-of-body stage cultivator" He is also a talent, adding fuel and vinegar to the battle between Wang Yao and the Master Xuanhuang, and praising Wang Yao even more.

The Great Barbarian King smiled when he heard this, nodded and smiled: "What we lack is such a talent, the master of refining weapons is good! ”

"Okay, great, finally a refining master, now we have a good magic weapon. ”

"My hands are already hungry and thirsty. ”

"My long whip has been broken for a long time, and I need to find this brother king to repair it. ”

“......”

The barbarians present were all overjoyed, and shouted happily, their barbarians are not good at refining weapons, and the most lacking thing is the weapons that are in their hands, and even many mountain spirits and monsters have the same difficulty, and they all shouted happily for Wang Yao's ability.

"Haha, let your brother Wang sit down to eat and drink, and tell him that I welcome him in the Barbarian God City. The barbarian king commanded happily. Haha Monster hurriedly nodded in agreement, lest the humming monster be exposed first, so he preemptively wanted to explain to Wang Yao first.

It was at this time that suddenly a shrill gloomy man's voice sounded: "Wait, anyone can just say that they don't practice, since Wang Daoyou said that he is an expert in refining, why don't you take advantage of the fact that everyone is showing it today?"

Wang Yao stared at it, and from the demon group on his left stood a thin middle-aged man, only to see that he looked extremely ugly, his whole face seemed to have been boiled paste, he was wearing a black robe, and he was holding a snake-headed cane with black gas in his hand.

Haha, he couldn't help but blurt out, "Brother Heixuan?" A group of demons and barbarians also looked at him.

This person's name is Black Xuandao Man, it is a thousand-year-old black water snake incarnation, the strength is comparable to the out-of-body period of cultivators, he failed to transform when crossing the demon thunder tribulation, and was injured by lightning and made his face ugly, so he felt inferior, the most hated thing on weekdays is to see those handsome men, as long as they see it, whether they are mortals or cultivators, they will be killed, Wang Yao's arrival, so that he can't help but be dwarfed, so he is resentful and deliberately troubles him.

When the barbarian king heard this, he couldn't help but applaud, and asked the humming monster to pass the word, saying that he also wanted to see and understand, so he asked Wang Yao to show everyone his hands.

Wang Yao's heart was weak, and he hurriedly excused himself: "You see that I don't have any materials for this, where can I use it, and the refining is to be carried out in a quiet place, so many friends here, I'm afraid it's not convenient, right?"

The Black Xuandao man snorted dissatisfiedly, and said in his heart: "Since this is the case, it is better for the two of us to compare and compare, this banquet is a bit boring now, and it can just help the Great Barbarian King and your fellow Daoists." ”

"This ......," Wang Yao was speechless for a while.

"Brother Hei Xuan, my brother Wang was seriously injured in the battle with the Venerable Master Xuanhuang before, and if you want him to compete with you, wouldn't you take advantage of the danger of others? If you want to compete, you have to wait until he recovers from his injuries to be considered fair!" Haha Strange explained for Wang Yao in a timely manner.

"Where did so many problems come from?" the Black Xuan Daoist still refused to give up, and said: "Since this is the case, it is better to be more direct, let's compare the mana." "When the demons and barbarians heard this, they were all happy, and they all shouted that there was a good show.

Wang Yao was puzzled, isn't this a competition compared to the level of mana, and what is the difference between it and a sparring fight?