Chapter 503： Haijiao Island Master (third update!)

"Everyone, please here!"

Several young people gestured towards Wang Xian and them, pointing to a mountain in front of them and said.

"This is our Yingke Mountain, and everyone in Longmen can live here tonight!"

Wang Xian nodded slightly and walked inside.

The young people were not following, but smiled at them and watched Wang Xian and the crowd walk up.

"I can't imagine that the twenty-year-old boy turned out to be in the Pill Realm, creating a holy gate by himself!"

A young man said slightly enviously.

"Huh, just **** luck!"

A young man next to him said with jealousy.

"Let's go, the Righteous Dao Alliance will be established tomorrow, and we will fight with the people of the Demon Dao for some time. At that time, several seniors should be careful!"

"Under the command of our Donghua Sacred Gate, the magic way will definitely be easily destroyed."

Several young people talked and walked outside.

Wang Xian came to the top building of Yingke Peak, looked at the courtyard at the door, and entered the room.

"It deserves to be the Donghua Sacred Gate. There are a dozen or so peaks in the welcoming peak alone. Hundreds of peaks have been turned into a huge gate. It's really magnificent!"

Wang Xian walked into the courtyard and looked forward.

A loud noise came from below, and Wang Xian saw the sects walk in, and many sect disciples looked at the mountain gate of Donghua Sacred Gate with shocked faces.

Even the disciples of the Holy Gate were shocked after seeing the Donghua Holy Gate venue.

The Sui people are very powerful, with hundreds of courtyards, but they are still incomparable with the Donghua Sacred Gate, which has hundreds of peaks.

"The mountains of Donghua are worthy of being the most powerful force in the arena!"

Some sect disciples' shocked voices came from below.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, the entire Donghua Sacred Gate rang bells.

The bell sounded covering the entire Donghua Sacred Gate. At this moment, Donghua disciples walked out of the mountain.

There is a huge martial arts field in front of each mountain, where a group of children practice martial arts.

The soft drink came, and it sounded above the Donghua Holy Gate.

Wang Xian stood on the mountain and looked far away, squinting his eyes slightly, his face showed a hint of surprise.

"The number of disciples of the Donghua Sacred Gate is somewhat unexpected. There are 7,000 or 8,000 disciples on 40 or 50 peaks, and they are generally much stronger than those on the rivers and lakes!"

Even in the far distance of the waterfall, a famous disciple was practicing under the waterfall.

The faces of male and female disciples were full of pride.

Wang Xian looked at it for a while, returned to the room, took out the blacksmithing paper, and continued to look at it.

"Ding, comprehend the art of refining."

When he watched the complete refining technique, the voice of the system in his mind suddenly sounded, and a light flashed in Wang Xian's eyes.

Sure enough, the same as imagined!

Name: Wang Xian

Race: Five Elements Dragon (Humanized)

Level: 8

Dragon Qi: 19634210/100000000

Supernatural powers: rule the aquarium (ruling the aquarium below its own level)

Phagocytosis (Phagocytosis extracts dragon energy)

Five Elements Control

Method: Shenlong Transformation

The art of alchemy: alchemy apprentice (with the fire of the source, the alchemy of heaven and earth)

Art of refining: apprentice of refining (with the fire of the source, refining the weapons of heaven and earth)

"Using the fire of the source to refine the weapons of heaven and earth is the same as the art of alchemy!"

Wang Xian showed excitement on his face. He knew how abnormal his alchemy technique was.

If the technique of refining is so powerful, then it will be easy for him to refine the innate spirit weapon in the future.

"After you go back, you must give it a try and arm the entire dragon gate to your teeth!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Wang Xian's eyes.

The night passed quickly, and the next morning, Wang Xian got off the Yingke Peak at ten o'clock.

Compared with yesterday, today’s Donghua Sacred Gate is a lot more lively. Powerful sect families from the whole rivers and lakes are watching or talking around.

Wang Xian looked around, leading a group of dragon people to stroll around.

"Is that? The Dragon King of Dragon Gate!"

"It's the Dragon King. All the disciples of the Dragon Gate behind him are too young. When I see it now, it's too young!"

"It's enviable to have such terrifying strength at such an age!"

"The two saint-level forces of the Sacred Medical Sect and the Qiao Clan, the Dragon Gate has risen from the corpses of the two Sacred Sects!"

"The Dragon King is so handsome, standing at the top of the rivers and lakes so young, the Prince Charming in the hearts of thousands of rivers and lakes girls!"

The disciples of all sects around saw Wang Xian and his party, whispering.

When Wang Xian heard the discussion around him, he smiled indifferently, and came to the front of a large cauldron in the center, and looked at the material of the cauldron curiously.

Grade ten materials, unfortunately, this is just an ordinary tripod, and the maker doesn't know how to refine tools.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, a soft drink came.

"Hi, that one is..."

"Unexpectedly, this one is here too, my God, the face of Donghua Sacred Gate is really great!"

"Now all the holy gates of the holy race on the rivers and lakes have come, and this one has also come!"

"The Haijiao Island Master had a festival with the Dragon King of Longmen. Last time Longmen almost killed the Haijiao Island Master's son!"

"The Sea Dragon Young Island Master is also behind."

There was a crowd of discussions, and Wang Xian raised his eyebrows, a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Last time, the Sea Dragon Young Island Master wanted to kill himself.

After desperately fleeing, Wang Xian asked Mo Wudao to find the location of Haijiao Island, but found no information.

"Father, it's him, it's that guy, it's them!"

At this time, in the back position, the Hailong Young Island Master raised his head slightly and scanned the surroundings, enjoying the respected gaze of the surrounding people.

When he heard the whispers of everyone around him, he looked at him with an angry look in his eyes.

He said to his father with murderous eyes in his eyes.

Haijiao, who looks like a middle-aged man, is about two meters tall and has two huge double horns on his back. With every step, water flows on his body, like a giant beast in the ocean walking on land.

Hearing what his son said, Hai Jiao turned his head to look at Wang Xian's position.

Wang Xian also turned his head and looked at Haijiao coldly.

Hai Jiao did not speak, and walked straight towards Wang Xian's position.

The dozen or so young disciples of the Donghua Sacred Sect who followed him slightly frowned and hurriedly followed.

After that, behind Haijiao, there were ten elders, and each elder exuded a fierce murderous aura, like a wild beast.

They stared at Wang Xian, unabashedly murderous.

"You are the so-called Dragon King!"

Hai Jiao walked in front of Wang Xian, his face was full of hair, and he asked Wang Xian with a blank expression on his face.

Wang Xian stared at Haijiao and smiled coldly: "Did you bring your son to apologize?"