Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 618: Six-class elixir, transfer pill

It was late at night after sending away the patriarch Dou.

However, Wen Zilong had already slept too much during the day, and at this time it was time to receive gifts, so naturally he was not sleepy anymore.

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

As soon as he came in, Haier introduced to Wen Zilong:

"This is the head of the Yi family."

After speaking, Haier backed out.

After the head of the Yi family held a fist and salute Wen Zilong, he took out a wishful bag:

"My excellency, I know, you look down on my gift. But this is the best gift our family can get. Please accept it."

Wen Zilong took the Wishful Bag and explored his mental strength.

I saw 50 million Dragon coins and an elixir in it.

This is a pill the size of a walnut. It smells fragrant.

The leader of the Nayi family didn’t wait for Wen Zilong to ask, and said:

"Our Yi family is a family of medicine refining. Our highest grade pharmacist is a sixth-rank pharmacist. And the best elixir he can refine is this transit pill. And five Over the past ten years, only three have been burnt. Two have been used by the strong in our family, and only this last one remains."

"Transfer Dan..."

Wen Zilong was about to ask what the transfer pill was doing, but after another thought, he couldn't ask.

I'm a dignified "7th-order extraordinary powerhouse", if I haven't even heard of the transfer pill, wouldn't it show me every minute?

In the spirit of having difficulties and finding a system, Wen Zilong checked it in his mind.

The system will give the answer soon:

"Transfer Pill, you can convert your own energy into energy of other attributes, and the time is one minute. However, there is a limit, which can only be converted between five regular attributes."

"I wipe it!"

Wen Zilong was so excited that she almost burst into her nose.

Someone handed pillows when I really fell asleep.

I just got a wood-attribute Biying Wood Spirit Bow. I was worried that I didn’t have a wood-attribute. As a result, someone sent me a pill.

Wen Zilong doubted whether these two guys had discussed it.

The only regret is that Wen Zilong has not yet reached the sixth rank and cannot use these two sixth-rank things.

In short, put it away first, and it will always reach Tier 6.

After receiving the Biying Wood Spirit Bow, Wen Zilong sighed lightly and said:

"You have nothing good in this poor place."

The Yi chieftain changed his face slightly when he heard the words, and quickly said: "I'm really sorry, our Wuji City is too remote, and there is really nothing good. The treasure in our eyes is **** in your eyes. But we only have these spills. Please forgive me, adults."

Wen Zilong nodded: "Well, I forgive you. Are your three big families always at odds?"

The Iraqi chief nodded: "Indeed."

Wen Zilong said: "In the future, your Yi family and Dou family will have to get closer."

The chief Yi didn't know why Wen Zilong would say this, but since the supernatural powerhouse has said it, he dare not refuse to agree.

Quickly responded: "Yes."

Sent away the Yi patriarch, and the next person who came in was naturally the city lord with the highest status.

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

The former Si Hong in Broken Star City and King David in Everbright City were both tall and burly, and they looked like fighting.

The lord of this Promise City is a typical foodie.

The height is very low, only about 1.8 meters.

This is a dwarf type among wild dragons whose height is generally more than two meters to three meters.

It's all about being low, this guy is very fat.

In addition to having two thick legs and being able to walk upright, he looks like a fat worm.

Wen Zilong felt sick when he saw it.

He passed the Wishful Bag first, and then introduced himself to Wen Zilong:

"I am the lord of Promise City, my surname is Pang, my name is..."

Wen Zilong waved his paw, a little impatiently said:

"Don't tell me the name, I can't remember if you say too much. You are so fat, so call it Fat City Lord."

The town lord's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes were uncertain.

You know, what he hates most in his life is that some people say that he is fat.

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

Why?

Because the strong are majestic, they cannot be offended.

To say that he is fat has already offended him.

So in the entire Promise City area, almost every wild dragon knows that the city lord cannot be said to be fat.

Wen Zilong is better, and he directly called the Fatty City Lord.

However, it's just a bidding.

What about Fat City Lord?

In front of the seventh-order supernatural powerhouse, he is a weak one at the sixth-order.

What else can he do?

Thinking of this, the gaze in his eyes finally ceased to be uncertain.

With a smile on his face, he said: "Yes, yes, this description is very appropriate. Just call Fat City Lord, very good."

Wen Zilong explored the wishful bag with mental strength.

I saw a wad of money in the Wishful Bag, adding up to 100 million.

He was overjoyed.

Now that I add up all my money, I am afraid it is already more than 500 million.

Who said that making money is tiring?

It's easy to understand.

Beside the stack of money tickets, there is a pile of fist-sized things.

Among these things, light red energy is constantly flowing.

Wild Dragon Stone!

Wen Zilong's heart moved.

Secretly counted, ten of them!

Ten savage dragon stones!

Sure enough, this city lord is more generous.

One shot is ten wild dragon stones.

However, despite the excitement in his heart, Wen Zilong didn't have a trace of expression on his face.

You can't act like you haven't seen the world before.

When the city lord saw Wen Zilong saw ten wild dragon stones, his expression did not change at all, and he said in his heart: He is indeed a seventh-order extraordinary powerhouse, who has seen the world. Ordinary people would be so happy to see ten wild dragon stones.

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

Appears as if he doesn't care much about the gift.

Ask 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'Promise City Powerhouse Competition'."

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

"Yes. Because there is a scroll on the third floor of the library. For so many years, no wild dragon has been able to obtain this scroll. So I want to use this method to see if any strong people are destined for this scroll. , You can get this scroll."

Wen Zilong nodded: "Then can I compete?"

The Fat City Lord nodded repeatedly: "Of course, of course, any wild dragon can..."

When I said this, I suddenly reacted and shook my head again and again:

"Extremely strong, you are strong, you don't need to compete at all. Everyone knows that you are now the strongest in our Promise City area. So you can get the scroll at any time."

Wen Zilong was secretly happy.

This saves a lot of trouble.

What he fears most is trouble.