628 Six-grade elixir, transport pill

It was late at night when the Dou patriarch was sent away.

However, Wen Zilong had slept too much during the day, and secondly, it was the time to receive gifts, so naturally he didn't feel sleepy.

Outside the door, footsteps sounded softly, and a brute dragon walked in.

As soon as he entered, Haier introduced to Wen Zilong:

"This is the head of the Yi family."

With that, Haier withdrew.

After the head of the Yi family hugged his fist and saluted Wen Zilong, he took out a wishful bag:

"Lord Extraordinary Strongman, I know that you don't like this gift of mine. But it's the best gift our family can ever give. Please accept it. ”

Wen Zilong took the wishful bag and explored his mental power.

I saw that there were 50 million barbarian dragon coins and an elixir inside.

It's a walnut-sized pill that smells fragrant.

The patriarch of the Nayi family didn't wait for Wen Zilong to ask, and then said:

"Our Yi family is a family of alchemists. Our highest-grade alchemist is a sixth-grade alchemist. And the best elixir he could refine was this transfer pill. And in fifty years, only three were burned. Two of them have already been used by the powerhouses of our family, and only this last one remains. ”

"Transshipment Dan ......"

Wen Zilong was about to ask what this transfer pill was for, but after thinking about it, he couldn't ask.

If he is a dignified "seventh-order transcendent powerhouse", if he has never even heard of the transfer pill, wouldn't he be exposed every minute?

In the spirit of finding a system when there are difficulties, Wen Zilong checked it in his mind.

The system quickly gave an answer:

"The transfer pill can convert its own energy into the energy of other attributes in a matter of one minute. However, there is a restriction that it can only be converted between the five normal attributes. ”

"I'll rub!"

Wen Zilong was so excited that he almost bubbled up with snot.

It's really sleepy, so someone hands me a pillow.

I just got a wood attribute Biying Wood Spirit Bow, and I was worried that I didn't have a wood attribute, so someone sent it to the transfer pill.

Wen Zilong wondered if the two guys had negotiated.

The only regret is that Wen Zilong has not yet reached the sixth order, and he can't use these two six-rank things.

In short, put it away first, and you will always reach the sixth order.

After putting away the Blue Shadow Wood Spirit Bow, Wen Zilong sighed lightly and said:

"You poor place, there's nothing good."

When the Nayi patriarch heard this, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "I'm really sorry, our Wuji City is too remote, and there are really no good things." The treasure in our eyes is garbage in the eyes of adults. But that's all we have to sprinkle. Thank you for your understanding. ”

Wen Zilong nodded: "Well, I forgive me." Have your three families always been at odds? ”

Patriarch Yi nodded: "Indeed." ”

Wen Zilong said: "In the future, your Yi family and the Dou family will be closer and closer." ”

Patriarch Yi didn't know why Wen Zilong would say this, but since the Extraordinary Powerful Lord said it, he didn't dare not agree.

Hurriedly replied: "Yes." ”

sent away the Yi patriarch, and the next person to come in was naturally the city lord with the highest status.

This city lord is different from the two city lords Wen Zilong had seen before.

Si Hong of Shattered Star City before, and King David of Sleepless City were both tall and burly, and they belonged to the battle type at first glance.

The city lord of this Infinite City is a typical foodie type.

It is very low, only about 1.8 meters.

This is already considered a dwarf type among the brute dragons who are generally more than two to three meters tall.

It's just a matter of being low, this guy is still very obese.

Except for the fact that he has two thick legs and can walk upright, he looks like a fat meat worm.

Wen Zilong felt disgusted when he saw it.

He first handed over the Ruyi bag, and then introduced himself to Wen Zilong:

"I am the city lord of Wuji City, my surname is Pang, and my name is ......"

Wen Zilong waved his claws and said impatiently:

"Don't tell me your name, I can't remember if you say too much. You're so fat, let's call you the fat city lord. ”

The city lord's face changed slightly, and his eyes were cloudy.

You know, what he hates the most in his life is that someone says that he is fat.

There was once a brute dragon who was drunk and said that he was fat, but the brute dragon was killed by him the next day.

Why?

Because the strong are majestic and cannot be offended.

To say that he is fat is already offended by him.

Therefore, in the entire Wuji City area, almost every brute dragon knows that it cannot be said that the city lord is fat.

Wen Zilong is good, and directly calls the fat city lord.

However, the call is also the call.

What about the fat city lord?

In front of a seventh-order transcendent powerhouse, he, a sixth-order, was a weakling.

What else could he do?

Thinking of this, the gaze in his eyes finally stopped being cloudy.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Yes, yes, this description is very apt." It's called the fat city lord, it's good. ”

Wen Zilong used his spiritual power to probe into the Ruyi bag.

I saw that in the Ruyi bag, there was a pile of money tickets, adding up to 100 million.

His heart suddenly rejoiced.

Now all the money I have adds up, I'm afraid there are more than 500 million.

Who says making money is tiring?

It's easy, isn't it?

Next to the wad of money tickets, there was a pile of fist-sized things.

In the midst of these things, there is a reddish energy that is constantly circulating.

Brute Dragon Stone!

Wen Zilong's heart moved.

Secretly counted, a full ten!

Ten Brute Dragon Stones!

Sure enough, it's still the city lord who is more generous.

As soon as it was shot, it was ten Brute Dragon Stones.

However, although he was excited in his heart, Wen Zilong did not have a trace of expression on his face.

You can't always show that you haven't seen the world.

When the city lord saw Wen Zilong and saw the ten barbarian dragon stones, his expression did not change at all, and he secretly said in his heart: Sure enough, he is a seventh-order transcendent powerhouse, and he has seen the great world. When ordinary people see ten Brute Dragon Stones, I'm afraid they will be crazy with joy.

After reading the gift, Wen Zilong casually threw it on the table in front of him.

It looks like he doesn't really care about this gift.

Asked the fat city lord: "I heard, what kind of competition are you going to hold here?" ”

The fat city lord hurriedly replied, "It's the 'Endless City Mighty Tournament'. ”

"I heard that the top 10 can enter the third floor of the library?"

"That's right. Because the library is on the third floor, there is a scroll. Over the years, not a single dragon has been able to obtain this scroll. So I want to use this method to see if there are any strong people who have a relationship with this scroll and can get this scroll. ”

Wen Zilong nodded: "Then can I participate?" ”

The fat city lord nodded repeatedly: "Of course, of course, any brute dragon can ......"

When he said this, he suddenly reacted and shook his head again and again:

"Extraordinary Strongman, you are so strong that you don't need to participate at all, everyone knows that you are now the strongest person in our Infinity City region. So you can go and get the scroll at any time. ”

Wen Zilong was secretly happy in his heart.

This saves a lot of trouble.

What he feared most was trouble.