Refining medicine can't save Doupo!

Chapter 389: Ancient Clan! Soul Clan!
“In that case.” Above the silent World of Warcraft Mountains, Hu Lei turned his head and looked towards a distant mountain range. Then he took the Transformation Pill from Xiao Yan’s hand, transformed into thunder, and shattered the sky.

"Lion King, this is the transformation pill you need." Suddenly Lei turned into a lightning and threw the transformation pill in his hand into the dark forest below. A purple fire rose up, and he swallowed the transformation pill and the box together into his stomach in an instant. Then, a huge purple flame lion with an extremely solemn expression emerged from the purple flame.

"Human, although I don't know what happened, I will keep the promise between us." The Amethyst Winged Lion King looked at the thunder of dragon wings in the night sky. The purple flames in the lion's eyes swayed slightly, and finally he growled in an extremely heavy voice.

The Warcraft Mountain Range tonight was not as dead silent as it appeared, at least, that was the perception of the Amethyst Winged Lion King. The beastmen in the dark had awakened, but no one dared to step out and cause trouble. Everyone remained silent tonight in a very rare tacit understanding.

"That's the best." Hu Lei, who had red dragon wings, glanced at the Amethyst Winged Lion King below in the thunder, and then disappeared in a flash of thunder.

"Well, take it." The Amethyst Winged Lion King was not surprised by Hu Lei's swift and decisive action. Instead, he turned around to look at the little lion who was peeking out from the Amethyst Cave in the distance. The Amethyst Winged Lion King flapped his wings a few times and flew over. Then he spit out the transformation pill in his mouth and brought the box together for the little lion to swallow.

The Transformation Pill is not very important to the Amethyst Winged Lion King, but for the little lion, it is a great opportunity to change his destiny.

The future of the Amethyst Winged Lion King is fixed. The seventh-level magical beast is basically the limit of its bloodline, but the little lion can be well nurtured here, and it is not impossible for it to break through to the eighth-level magical beast in the future.

The transformation pill plus the purple spirit crystal can make the little lion become a being comparable to the top human geniuses.

Of course, a genius is a genius, and a monster is a monster, and there is still a big difference between the two.

After the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King saw the little lion take the Transformation Pill, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't know what the future will be like. After a while, I will send you to the human world."

The Amethyst Winged Lion King gently brushed the little lion's head with his broad wings, but the little lion seemed to feel a little sleepy, and curled up and fell asleep beside the Amethyst Winged Lion King. Seeing this, the Amethyst Winged Lion King first roared dangerously outside the cave, then picked up the little lion, dragged the little lion by the neck, and walked towards the depths of the Amethyst Cave.

"Ugh"

"Why. Why is it like this?!" When Hu Lei and his group left quickly in silence, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the Warcraft Mountain Range that had been in silence!
In the ruins of what was supposed to be the Weapon Refining Valley in the Warcraft Mountain Range, a dark figure emerged from the shadows, revealing a man in black with an extremely solemn expression and eyes full of disbelief!

"Intelligence error?! Or something else?! But it's not a crime punishable by death!" The black-clothed man Ling Ying looked at the horrific ruins in front of him that only a fighting saint could leave behind. At this moment, his mind was in turmoil!
If Jiang Lin died! Then he was indirectly responsible for his death! Considering the importance of Jiang Lin in the heart of the Xiao clan kid, Ling Ying suddenly felt a headache!

Because he was the one who passed on the news that Jiang Lin was suspected to be a spirit! Although he didn't know how the spirits got the news, no matter what, it was Ling Ying who had to bear the blame!
Given how much my young lady values ​​that boy, I will definitely be the one to take the blame.

"I've been a shadow guard for so many years, and I've never heard of the spirit race having any tradition of pure blood!" The upset Ling Ying looked at the ruins without any signs of life within a radius of ten miles, and couldn't help cursing. Even with his temperament, he couldn't keep his composure when he suddenly encountered such a horrible chain reaction.

However, Ling Ying didn't know yet that after Xiao Yan had made arrangements for the Xiao family, he had already set out for Canaan College overnight.

When Ling Ying returned to Jiama Capital and heard that Xiao Yan had already set off, his face twitched slightly. "How about finding someone to change jobs?"

For a moment, Ling Ying was a little afraid to go back to Canaan College.

Because there was a big black pot hanging high above Canaan College, and as soon as Ling Ying arrived, it would instantly cover her and weld her tightly to her body.
But in the end, Ling Ying gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and condensed a pair of black fighting spirit wings, and flew quickly towards the Black Horn Region where Canaan Academy was located.

"Let's go, Master. The 'tide' observed by the Eldar is coming, and the Eldar ritual is about to begin."

Zhongzhou, Mo Mansion, in the solemn and majestic black-gold hall with low-key and luxurious tones, a slim girl with black hair and black eyes, wearing a black-gray gauze dress, slowly raised her head, and her gray-brown silent eyes looked towards the top of the hall. A man with long black and white hair, wearing a gilded mask covering his upper face, was revealed. Her red lips under the veil were slightly opened and closed, revealing her white and tender teeth inadvertently.

The soul craftsman held a cracked, cold jade pendant in his hand. His gray-brown eyes looked at the jade pendant quietly, and a hint of biting coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go." The Soul Craftsman said coldly, and the jade pendant in his hand turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the surrounding void. Then the Soul Craftsman made a move with his hand, and a simple and elegant silver-gray sword pierced out from the void and landed steadily in the Soul Craftsman's hand.

The soul craftsman held the gray sword with silver patterns in his hand and lightly slashed across the void in front of him. The space was like liquid, and was cut very smoothly, leaving a crack that would take a long time to heal!

The soul craftsman didn't care about Hun Ke'er below, and directly escaped into the void and disappeared.

The Soul Clan girl below frowned slightly when she saw this, but she still whispered to the void in a low and hoarse voice: "Uncle."

Buzz.
The void around the Soul Clan girl was instantly distorted, and a giant hand that spanned many levels of space stretched out from the void, grasped the Soul Clan girl in its palm, and fell directly into the space crack and disappeared.

"If he hadn't withdrawn the four swords, the space around the Mo Mansion would not be so easy to approach." In the vast and empty space crack, an old man hidden in the gray fog stretched out his hand from the void, and after opening it, a little man was revealed inside.

"Master, maybe I'm losing control." The little man who appeared in the palm of his hand said in a deep voice.

"Alas," the old man in the gray fog sighed slightly upon hearing this.

"He is the only one who has inherited the true teachings of the Longyuan Soul-Breaking Sword. His realm is actually not far from that of a Dou Sheng."

"Don't worry, if he really loses control, the clan leaders and the others are all here."

(End of this chapter)