Chapter 503: Haitang Island Lord (third!)

Chapter 503 Haitang Island Lord (third!)
"You, please!"
Several young people gestured toward Wang Xian, pointing to a mountain peak in front.
"This is our welcome mountain, you can live here tonight!"
Wang Xian nodded slightly and walked toward the inside.
Several young people were not following, smiling at them and watching Wang Xian go up.
"I really can't imagine that the boy who was only 20 years old was actually the existence of Dan, and one person created a holy gate!"
A young man said slightly envious.
"Hey, it’s a good thing!"
A young man next to him said with a sullen face.
"Let's go, tomorrow the Alliance is set up, and the next time you have to fight with the people of the Magic Road, then several brothers should be careful!"
"Under the command of our Donghua Holy Gate, the Magic Road will definitely be easily destroyed."
Several young people talked and walked outside.
Wang Xian came to the top of a building in Yingke Peak and looked at the courtyard at the entrance and entered the room.

It’s not the Donghua Holy Gate. It’s just a dozen welcoming peaks. Hundreds of peaks have been turned into a huge mountain gate. It’s really stylish!

Wang Xian went to the courtyard and looked ahead.
The noisy voice came from below. Wang Xian saw a sect of the door coming in. Many of the sects of the sects looked at the gate of the Donghua Holy Gate with a shocked look.
Even the disciple of the Holy Gate, after seeing the site of Donghua Shengmen, was shocked.
The Yi people are very powerful, with hundreds of sets of courtyards, but it is still incomparable with the Donghua Holy Gate with hundreds of peaks.

Donghua Mountain is the most powerful force in the rivers and lakes!

Here are some of the shocked voices of the martial art disciples.
"Hey!"
Just then, the entire Donghua Holy Gate sounded a burst of bells.
The bell covered the entire Donghua Holy Gate. At this time, a Ming Dynasty disciple from Donghua came out from the mountain.
There is a huge military field in front of each mountain, where a large number of children are performing martial arts.
The sound of light drink came and rang in the sky above the holy gate of Donghua.
Wang Xian stood on the mountain and looked far away. He narrowed his eyes and his face was a little surprised.
"The number of children of Donghua Shengmen is somewhat unexpected. There are forty or fifty mountain peaks, and there are seven or eight thousand disciples, and the strength is generally stronger than the people on the rivers and lakes!"
Even in the distance of the waterfall, a famous disciple practiced under the waterfall.
Male disciples, female disciples, full of pride in their faces.
Wang Xian looked at it for a while, went back to the room, took out the paper for forging, and continued to look at it.
"Hey, comprehend the skill of the refiner."
When he saw the whole refining technique, the sound of the system in his mind suddenly sounded, and Wang Xian’s eyes flashed a glimmer of light.
Sure enough, as imagined!
Name: Wang Xian
Race: Five Elements Dragon (Human)
Level: 8
Dragon:19634210/100000000
Shentong: rule the aquarium (aquarium that rules below its own level)
Phagocytic organisms (phagocytic extracts)
Five lines of control
Gongfa: Shenlong
The Alchemy: The Alchemist Apprentice (to the fire of the source, to refine the heaven and earth)
The technique of refining equipment: refining apprentices (using the fire of the source, the instrument of refining the heavens and the earth)
"With the fire of the source, the instrument of refining the heavens and the earth, the same as the technique of alchemy!"
Wang Xian’s face was full of excitement, and his technique of alchemy was abnormal. He was very clear.
If the technique of the refiner is so powerful, then he wants to refine the congenital spirit in the future, which is also a breeze.
"After going back, be sure to give it a try and arm the entire gantry to your teeth!"
Wang Xian’s eyes flashed a hint of excitement.
One night passed quickly. The next morning, Wang Xian came down from the Yingke Peak at ten o'clock.
Compared to yesterday, today's Donghua Shengmen is a lot of fun, and the powerful Zongmen family from the entire rivers and lakes are watching around, or talking.
Wang Xian looked around and led a group of dragons around.
"That is? Dragon King of the Dragon Gate!"
"It's the Dragon King. All of them are gantry disciples. They are too young. Now, see you, they are too young!"
"It’s so enviable to have such a terrible strength at such a young age!"
"Break the holy doctors, the two great holy forces of the Qiao people, the gantry is the rise of the body of the two holy gates!"
"The dragon king is so handsome, so young, he stands at the top of the rivers and lakes, the Prince Charming in the hearts of thousands of girls!"
The disciples around the various sects saw Wang Xian and his party, and whispered.
Wang Xian heard the comments around him and smiled inadvertently. He came to the front of a big ding in the center and curiously looked at the materials of Dading.
The tenth grade material, unfortunately this is just an ordinary tripod, the manufacturer does not understand the refiner.
"Let's let go!"
Just then, a sigh of light came.
"Hey, that one is..."
"I didn't expect this to come, Scorpio, the face of Donghua Shengmen is really big!"
"Now the holy gates of the saints on the rivers and lakes are coming, this one is coming!"
"The owner of Haitang Island has a festival with the Dragon King of Longmen. The last time the Dragon Gate almost killed the son of Haitang Island!"
"The sea dragon and the island master are also behind."
The voice of a lot of arguments came, Wang Xian picked up his eyebrows and flashed a icy cold in his eyes.
Last time, the sea dragon and the island owner, but wanted to kill themselves.
After desperately escaping, Wang Xian asked the magic to find the location of Haitang Island, and found no information.
"Father, it is him, that guy, that is them!"
At this time, in the back position, the owner of Hailong Shaodao squinted around and enjoyed the respectful eyes around him.
When he heard the people around him whispering, his eyes looked and his eyes showed an angry look.
He was full of murderous words toward his father.
Haitang, a middle-aged appearance, has a height of about two meters, and is carrying two huge double horns at the back. Every step, the body is filled with water, like a giant beast in the ocean walking on land.
When Haiyan heard his son's words, he turned his head and looked at Wang Xian's position.
Wang Xian also turned his head and looked at the sea otter coldly.
The sea otter did not speak and walked straight toward the position of Wang Xian.
A dozen young people from the Donghua Shengmen, who were next to them, frowned slightly and quickly followed the past.
After that, behind the sea otter, there are ten old people, each of whom has a fierce murderous body, like a beast.
They stared at Wang Xian, and they did not hide their murderousness.
"You are the so-called dragon king!"
Haitang walked to the front of Wang Xian, his face was full of hair, and his snoring face asked with a blank expression toward Wang Xian.
Wang Xian stared at Haitang, and smiled coldly: "Is your son apologizing?"
(End of this chapter)