Dou Po: Xuan Emperor Xiao Xuan

Chapter 146

Author: Wonton City Lord

Chapter 146

For Furukawa, tonight is destined to be a sad night.

On top of the medicine peak, a bit of cold plum stands proudly, but it cannot point out the sadness in the heart of a certain alchemist.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Furukawa's appearance, Liu Ling looked at the teacher with concern. He could think with his buttocks that the teacher must have hit a wall with the sect leader again.

It's just that although he failed in the past, his face never showed such a depressed and sad look, but this time, Furukawa was so lost.

"It's okay." Furukawa waved his hands with dull eyes, then looked at his disciple and said calmly: "Promoted to the fourth rank?"

"Yes, teacher." Hearing Furukawa's voice, a proud smile appeared on Liu Ling's face.

Being able to reach the fourth level of alchemist at such an age was the most promising young man in the Jiama Empire in the past. However, since Xiao Yan appeared, Liu Ling has become dispensable in the eyes of many forces.

Young people.

"Yes, you go down first." Furukawa was obviously in no mood to pay attention to Liu Ling at this moment.

"Has the teacher's mentality been so fragile since he was defeated by Xiao Yan?"

Liu Ling shook her head slightly in her heart and walked out of the room.

"Poor teacher, Xiao Yan is playing tricks on him, but I won't do it."

Liu Ling walked down Yao Peak towards another mountain peak. She wanted to tell Junior Sister Yanran the news of her breakthrough, and he also wanted to tell Junior Sister.

"Xiao Yan is a scumbag. He just wants to play with you. I am different. I am sincere."

So he quickly came to the side hall where Nalan Yanran lived.

"Junior sister Yanran!" Liu Ling knocked on the door gently.

"Who is it?" Nalan Yanran's cold voice came.

"It's me, I'm Liu Ling, I've broken through to the fourth level, so." Before Liu Ling could finish her words, she heard Nalan Yanran's cold voice coming again.

"Senior Brother Liu Ling, please don't come to me again in the future."

"Junior sister Yanran, I." Liu Ling was about to open her mouth.

"I'm afraid Xiao Yan will misunderstand!" A cold voice came into Liu Ling's ears.

"Crack!"

It was obviously summer at this time, but Liu Ling felt as cold as the coldest winter in the twelfth lunar month.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His body stiffened and he walked back to Yaofeng step by step.

"Why are you back?"

At the entrance of the main hall, Furukawa sat on the threshold with his face in his hands, watching his disciple come back with bloodshot eyes.

"Teacher, leave a seat for me." Liu Ling sat down next to Furukawa.

"you"

The master and disciple looked at each other and then turned their heads.

"well!"

"well!"

The peak of medicine in July is clearly in the middle of summer, but at this moment it is like falling into winter. A cold plum blossom beside the medicine refining hall is quietly blooming.

Xiao Yan didn't know what the master and disciple were thinking about now. He was currently flying towards the center of the Warcraft Mountains.

"Roar!" As it went deeper, the frequency of high-level monsters appeared more and more, but when the breath of the two saints of civil and military was released, these monsters became obedient in an instant.

Soon, a tall and lonely peak appeared in front of Xiao Yan.

This solitary peak is steeply sloping, and the cliff is almost vertical to the ground. You can feel the danger just by looking at it. If you are afraid of heights, you may become nervous if you take one look at it.

In this solitary peak, from time to time there is a giant eagle with wings spread dozens of feet, hovering here, and the aura exuding from its body is still higher than that of the Amethyst Winged Lion King.

Wanren Peak is the most steep peak in the Warcraft Mountain Range, but it is also where the Beast Lord lives today.

The body of this Beast Lord is a phantom purple electric eagle, which can be regarded as the best among flying monsters. Today's Dou Qi Continent is really hard to see in other places.

In a bird's nest-like hall at the top of the mountain, a tall, bald old man with a hooked nose sat at the head. There were more than ten guests sitting in the hall. Although these people's bodies were in human form, some parts of their bodies were

It has more or less the characteristics of Warcraft.

"Congratulations to the ancestor for once again breaking through to the level of the Five-Star Dou Zun. With the ancestor's achievements, becoming a saint is just around the corner."

A middle-aged man under the hook-nosed old man raised his wine glass and congratulated.

As soon as he stood up, others stood up and toasted.

"Congratulations to the Beast Lord for becoming a five-star Dou Zun. With the strength of the Beast Lord, I am afraid he will be able to become the leader of the magical beasts in the northwest continent."

Some seventh-level monsters stood up and flattered him.

"Haha." A smile appeared on the face of the old man with an aquiline nose, and he smiled and said: "Everyone, a mere five-star Dou Zun is nothing. There are many masters in Dou Qi Continent. With such a level of cultivation, you can still get it in the Northwest Continent.

Just take action."

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly said: "In the days to come, I still hope that everyone can find the reverse scale of the Colorful Demon Saint as soon as possible. When the Demon Saint inheritance is started, I will have the possibility of becoming a saint.

And you will also enter the eighth level with my help."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of these powerful Warcraft masters showed yearning looks, but the reverse scales of the colorful demon saint were so hard to find, what should they do.

While he was talking, he saw a strong man with a lion's face slowly stand up.

"Beast Lord, I have a gift for Beast Lord today." As he spoke, he took out a colorful scale from his arms, which instantly silenced the originally bustling hall.

"The third reverse scale!"

Looking at the colorful scales in the strong man's hand, the Beast Lord stood up from the table with a groan and stared at the scales with burning eyes.

"Very good, Golden Lion, you have made great achievements this time. When I become a saint in the future, I will be the first to help you reach the eighth level."

A satisfied smile appeared on the beast's face.

"It's my honor to be able to help Lord Beast."

The golden lion obediently handed over the colorful scales in his hand.

At this moment, many people looked at him with envy and jealousy.

This kid had no idea how lucky he was to find a demon saint reverse scale. From now on, he may be favored by the beast master.

While everyone was thinking in their minds, they discovered that the colorful scales and the two scales in the hands of the Beast Lord slowly came together and then started to spin rapidly.

"Buzz!" A wave of waves came out from the three scales for some unknown reason, and a pressure that humans could not feel caused the expressions of many powerful Warcraft warriors to change.

However, the Beast Lord's expression changed drastically, and then he showed an expression of ecstasy.

"The fourth reverse scale is nearby! No, there are more reverse scales appearing."

I saw the colorful scales slowly leaving his hand, and then flying towards the outside world.

"This reverse scale is indeed as magical as the legend says. It can automatically find other reverse scales."

The Beast Lord took a deep breath, ignored the surprised looks of many monsters, and slowly flew over following the scales.

"Stinky old eagle, get out of here!" Invisible soul fluctuations were transmitted into the hall, making many Warcraft experts slightly confused.

Who is so brave and dares to scold Lord Beast Lord?

Only the Beast Lord himself narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It turns out it's you. Huh, there is a way to heaven but you don't take it. There is no way to hell and you throw yourself into it!"

(End of chapter)